Him ; Bastille

Balloons ; 27

Surprisingly the roads are clearer than I thought. Even the infamous Essex traffic lights have been good to me...therefore I'm twenty minutes early and I don't have a clue on what to do now. I can't go and get something to eat because of the dinner later, and if I drink something I know I'll need to go to the loo and finding clean and vacant loo in this actual shit hole is very rare. 

Instead I call Syd again. I called her before getting into the car to ask if it's okay. Syd was very thankful of my offer, totally unbeknownst to her that mum, dad and Kitty practically forced me. "Daniel." She says with a smile in her voice. Syd is like me — our phones are surgically attached to our hands — the phone didn't even ring. "Sydney." I say back.

"You can't be here already?" With that I look around. I'm outside of her work. She's a photographer, a really shitty one...but she's trying and it pays the bills. "Yup. I am...can I come inside and wait for a bit?" The school is only around the corner so I can tell why it's beneficial to Syd. It's only quarter to three, we need to be there for quarter past three...I think?

"I'll buzz you in. It's only me here today..." I didn't need to know that but...who cares. "Cheers." I say hanging up the phone as I get out of my dad's car and jog to the front door of the building since it's absolutely pouring down. Within a few seconds I hear a buzz as I open the door and throw myself in.

"God, you get skinner and skinner every time I see you." Me and Kitty popped back from the States a few days ago for the hospital check up. "You need a cake. I have cake." With that Syd goes into the kitchen bit. The whole building/studio/whatever this place is...is quite big. It's all open, I guess there's other rooms upstairs but downstairs there's only two doors to private rooms. The first private room being a bathroom by the looks of it and the second is the front door.

"Nah honestly. Dad and mum are taking us out to a fancy restaurant." With that Syd looks up in confusion. I forgot to mention that this earlier, "why?" I walk into the studio, carefully I walk around all of the cameras. "Kitty has no evidence of cancer." With that Syd holds both of her hands over her mouth. "No way!" She laughs in relief as I nod my head.

"Oh my god...Dan...oh my god!" With that Syd moves around the kitchen counter, leaving the actual chocolate cake and hugs me tightly. "Why are you hugging me?" I'm not the one who has been fighting for my life in years. "The past ten years have been the hardest time of your life. I mean mine too...but having a kid isn't nothing nothing like...what Kitty went though." There was rough patches...around her operation she just wanted to give up life.

With that she then points to the counter, she too gets a bit ready and pushes them back with her wide jumper. "She's okay now...Syd." I reassure as she nods her head. "I know. It's just I'm happy. I thought if...something was to happen and Kitty passed away...you'd do something stupid. It's the second chance of life for the both of you." That's when I hug Syd.

She's got a point. There was times where I knew and thought about exactly what I was going to do if Kitty died...I'd commit suicide. I know Romeo and Juliet isn't fucking real but love is. I couldn't live in the world without my fellow weirdo and movie buff. Anyone who has ever even looked at me knows that Kitty is my world. It sounds fucking stupid and maybe it is? But I love her.

"I'm not...Syd. I promise." Now I can promise her...because now I know I'll never break it.

With that Syd pushes away from me for a second and points to the balloons. "While you go over there and eat something, you skinny queen. I'm going to tie balloons to my hair and then you can take a picture." I don't...I don't question anything my sister says or does. She's just...Syd.

"Okay..." I smile as she goes over to the orangey balloons. It reminds me of Bastille's new single, Happier. Dunno where Chris, the guy who is Marshmello, got the balloon idea from. I just went with it.

I walk around the counter and literally cut myself a slice of cake. "Why do you have cake at your work?" I mean...it's not the weirdest question I've ever asked her. "Oh because Millie was being a diva." Normal. "Yeah...funny story that." I should probably ask why there was a cake even involved in the first place.

"Why?" I ask with a mouth full of cake. I know I'm going to hate myself later for eating it but...whatever. It's the smallest slice I can get without it crumbing. "So you know how sometimes you have to bake a cake for school and they give the proceeds to charity?" I shake my head. "Don't have kids innit." I laugh crossing my arms tightly after finishing the cake. "Yeah well I told her I'm not going to hand in the cake if she is naughty. Like she steals dolls. Like actual dolls in boxes from shops without a care if I don't get her them. And I gave her one last warning. Instead of stealing a fucking doll she steals a teddy bear from the Disney shop that's bigger than she is." I then look at the large bear in the other corner of the room next to the yellow wall.

I have to laugh.

"Did she seriously go unnoticed with that thing?" Syd who looks pissed off then breaks a smile. "Nah. She got caught because of the alarms but basically I felt like a bad parent and brought the fucking eighty quid thing. I told her that it's mine. I mean I don't want it, do you want it? Future kids and all of that bullshit?" I shake my head. "We've got no where to put that thing." It's Stitch from Lilo and Stitch. The weird blue alien thing. I only know of it because of my other goddaughter, Coco. She was obsessed with the Disney channel when she was little.

"Bullshit. The house you brought by mum and dad's is still empty. I know because they cut me a key so me and Millie can stay over for weekends while you fuck off back to America." I did not know that. "Kitty said we can..." Oh that make sense.

With that Syd then points to the camera while tying the balloon string to her hair...making it life up. What the fuck is she doing? "Help." I don't question it.

I simply go to the camera and snap away as Syd poses.

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FYI these are pictures Dan and Syd took.