Cheryl’s POV:
It’s the day before the interview and me Mam and Garry are calling over for dinner tonight. Kimberley said she’d cook which is probably for the best. She’s always been the better cook well the better everything really. It’s 5:37pm I’m still in my pyjamas and haven’t moved from the sofa all day. There’s just too much on my mind. Kimberley has been great, I mean trying to comfort me and reassure me that everything will be fine and I wish I could think like that, I just can’t. The thoughts of this interview are really wrecking my head.
“Babe are you gonna get dressed? Your Mam and Garry are gonna be here shortly..” She calls from the kitchen.
“Yeah, I’ll get dressed now” I reply simply and head upstairs.
Stripping down to my underwear I walk over to my wardrobe and search through to endless amounts of clothing for something casual. As I reach for my favourite pair of jeans I jump feeling hands resting on my waist from behind. Turning to find Kimberley giggling as she places a delicate kiss on my neck.
“Jesus Kim.. are you trying to kill us?”
“Sorry babe, I was just seeing if you were okay.” She replies leaving yet another kiss on my neck from behind.
“I’m fine” I sigh pulling on me jeans and grabbing a plain vest from the wardrobe.
She smiles with sympathy as she embraces me into a tight hug then leaves the room and I follow right in her tracks. As we reach the end of the stairs the doorbell rings echoing throughout the house. Answering it I’m greeted by the comforting sound of a thick Geordie hello from me Mam. Wrapping her arms around me I can’t help but smile. Gary gives me a quick hug and walks in.
“Do you wanna wait in there while we get the rest sorted?” I say pointing to the sitting room.
“Aye pet, you need a hand with anything?”
“No Mam, we are alright thanks” I laugh pushing her towards the sitting room door.
Joining Kimberley in the kitchen, I help with the final preparations for the feast she’s cooked and set the table. When everything is set I hug Kimberley from behind and kiss her bare shoulder. I don’t know how she manages to stay so perfect all the time.
“You’re Uh-mazing yano?”
"Yeah… yeah I am” She laughs turning so we are facing.
Cupping my cheek she kisses me, resting her forehead against mine she whispers “I love you Cheryl, so much.. always have, always will” She melts my heart. Grinning like a moron a kiss her.
“Something smells beauti.. Oh sorry, didn’t mean to intrude” Laughs me mam with an awkward Gary standing behind her, avoiding eye contact. I really think he is weirded out by all this? I mean before Kimberley and I announced we were together he was fine around us?
“You alright Gar?”
“Ehh me, yeah I’m alright. Why?”
“Just asking? No reason…Right dinner is served all thanks to Kimberley! Take a seat”
Dinner went great, beside Gary’s lack of interaction and conversation. They didn’t stay late as we needed an early night. Tomorrow is going to be a long, long day. After cleaning we headed to bed and snuggled up together in each other’s arms, our limbs tangled together until sleep took over.
The interview is today. The first interview we have done as a group since me and Kimberley announced we were together. It’s all I can think about for the last few days. Ever since Hilary told us I feel… well petrified to be honest. I’m not ready for this but it’s show business and it doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not. All morning I’ve been distant and I feel bad because I’m sure Kimberley is nervous too. We are on the way to ITV studio’s to get our hair and make-up done, it’s early but considering it’s an hour for each girl, we have no other choice. Every time I think of the possible questions that are gonna be asked my stomach turns itself into small tight knots making me want to vomit.
“You okay?” I hear from a quiet, husky familiar voice.
“Yeah I’m fine” I lie smiling half-heartedly.
She can see right through me, straight into my soul. Every breathe I take she examines, every slight movement of my body she is watching because she knows me too well. She knows what’s going through my head. She knows that I’m screaming on the inside just wanting to go home and be with her. Just me and her, it’s all I want. No fuss, but it’s not that easy when you’re in the public eye. Nothing is.
“Hey, it’s gonna be fine babe” she whispers as she strokes the back of her hand against my cheek.
She makes me feel safe most times and her words calm me but not today because even she knows I will be the one asked the ridiculous questions, I will be the one that’s scrutinised. I wish everyone saw it as our fans did, I mean the majority of them are as happy as I am. That’s what I love about them, besides being loyal, loving and just amazing; if we are happy they are too. There is no judging, just loyalty.
“Oi Chez!! Get your head outta the clouds babe, we are here!?!” Sarah screams rather loudly at that.
The doors of the car open and Kimberley takes my hand giving it a reassuring squeeze, not letting go as we walk hand in hand into the studio’s where it’s all gonna happen.
Our hair and makeup crew soon follow and the chaos begins. There are people everywhere sorting out clothes, makeup, shoes, hair products, snacks, coffees… Just everything. Nadine was first in hair and makeup so the rest of us waited patiently like always. I grab a coffee and sit in the corner away from Sarah and Nicola who are having a good gossip about a recent night out. Kimberley follows me over.
Sitting down right beside me she embraces me into a tight hug,
“stop” she says.
“What?” I say frowning at her not understanding what she means.
“Stop overthinking what’s gonna happen and what’s gonna be asked tonight.. I know you all too well Chez, and I know exactly what you’re doing” And she’s right, she can read me like a book.
“I can’t help it Kimba, I’m nervous” I whisper back a tear unknowingly falling from my eye.
“Hey, stop that. I don’t want any tears! You’ve got me and those three lunatics here to back you up if things get outta line, I’ll be right by your side!”
“Yeah I suppose” I laugh choking back the tears.
Cupping my cheek she kisses me softly only to be interrupted by Hardcore Harding herself.
“Oi!!! Get a bloody room you two!” She laughs, joined by Nicola.
The next few hours fly by and before I know it we are all ready, glammed up with the best of everything. Its nearly time, no going back now. Hilary enters the room, calm as always.
“Girls gather round for a second.. Right, I’ve had a word with Jonathan as to the questions not to mention but we all know he could try slip a few in. Just be prepared especially you Cheryl, we all know they like to have a dig at you.”
“We’ve got her back anyway ain’t that right girls?” Voices Nicola clenching her fist and shaking it.
“Right, make your way to the green room then. The recording will start shortly. Good Luck girls!”
***
We are up next, of course we are last and the wait has been more than painful. My nerves are kicking in and my palms are sweating. Kimberley reaches for my hand and I pull away fully aware that the cameras are focused on us, I can tell by her face that it hurt her. Why did I even pull away? It’s not like its some huge secret anymore. Reaching back for her hand I pull her closer.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to pull away..”
“It’s okay babe” She smiles and I feel that safeness, the reassurance coming over me and it hits me like a ton of bricks. I’m ready for this interview. I love Kimberley and I’ll tell the whole world. Why should I be ashamed of what we are? Why am I even scared of this interview. Everyone knows I’m as feisty as anything so I’m gonna let Chezza from the block out if needs be. Kissing her quickly I smile but the butterflies still flutter in my stomach leaving a tingling sensation. I’m ready but scared if that makes sense?
“Now, what we have all be waiting for, I’m quite excited myself might I add. Shall we bring out our next guests?”
“Yes!” Replies an eagerly awaiting crowd.
“It’s the biggest girl band of our time, the wonderful, beautiful and talented Girls Aloud”
The crowd cheers and we exit the green room hastily making our way the stage entrance. Nadine is out first then Sarah, Nicola, Kimberley and myself. I’m more aware of people’s eyes on us today. After greeting Jonathan we all take a seat. Taking a deep breath I prepare myself.
“Well Ladies, how are you all? Are you all still best friends? It’s been a while!” He starts.
“Great yeah!” we all reply almost in harmony with each other.
“And you’ve just finished your sell out tour that’s right?”
“Yesss! It was amazing! Our fans are insane” I laugh.
“Oh my god they are! Some of them were there nearly every night, others travelled from all over the world! It’s crazy” agrees Sarah.
“Yeah, they are unbelievably dedicated and loyal!” joins Nadine in her thick accent as Nicola and Kimberley nod in agreement.
“They sound crazy alright! So what are your plans for the future then?”
Kimberley replies “Well we have been working on a new album, so hopefully that will be out very soon! We are looking forward to seeing what the fans think it’s our favourite so far, Nicola’s even wrote for this album.”
“Ohhh yeah, that’s one of me faves” I join.
The interview pursues in the same way it always done, we get asked basically the same questions as ever and take turns in replying. As the years have gone on we’ve formed a routine for answering the questions. Chatting away I simply place my hand on Kim’s thigh and stroke my thumb across it. This doesn’t go unmissed by Jonathan as he glances down then returns his head to meet my gaze. I smile nervously.
“Right… you two. Let’s get this out of the way shall we?” He aims towards me and Kim. Here it goes.
“What” I reply laughing and sighing simultaneously and the room seems to be more quiet than before. Like everyone is waiting for this.
“You two, I mean you’re a couple now right?”
“Yeah, we are” Kimberley replies taking my hand in hers and squeezing it.
“ And how long have you been together? I know Ashley made accusations that you Cheryl were having an affair with Kimberley whilst married to him.”
“Yes he did and there is not one ounce of truth behind any of that at all, he is the one that had all the affairs. Not me. I would never. It’s disgusting” I bite back
“Can I ask you why you went back to Ashley?”
“To clear Kimberley’s name, she’s me girlfriend and I won’t stand for anyone
hurting her and it worked didn’t it? Now who looks like a fool?”
“Well clearly not you?” he laughs “And the fans? How have they taken it?”
“They are delighted to be honest aren’t they?” says Nicola
“Yeah they actually are they’ve always loved Chim… I think some of them were shocked weren’t they? They never thought it’d actually happy” Laugh Kimberley.
“Well you look the happiest I’ve seen you in a while”
“Well she makes me happy” I grin like a moron!
As the interview neared and end, Jonathan moved away from the topic of Kimberley and I. Thank god I could feel myself getting slightly angry inside and angry Chez isn’t good.
“Well thank you very much for joining us on the show girls, I enjoyed it very much so as I’m sure everyone else did”
“Thanks for having us!!” we all reply.
Realising the interview was over a weight was lifted from my shoulders. It wasn’t too bad in the end. He didn’t push too much on the subject. Overall it was fine.
“That wasn’t too bad was it?”
“No, see I told you Chez, but you never listen!!”
“Right you lot.. Drinks back in ours?” I ask.
“Be rude not to!!”
“Of course you’re in Harding….” I laugh.
“How about you two?” Kim asks Nicola and Nadine.
“Yeah sure!”
***
After an eventful night of old stories funny and embarrassing from our many years together the girls eventually leave. Finally it’s just Kimberley and I. After waving the girls off I walk to the kitchen feeling rather tipsy knowing Kimberley will be in there cleaning. Walking up to her I grab her hand.
“Leave it till the morning babe”
“It’ll only take a second Chez”
“C’mon babe”
“Patience Chez…”
“Come to bed kimbaaaa!!” I stomp my foot like a child.
“Okay… okay, come on then”
Taking my hand we walk up the hall towards the stairs my head resting on her shoulder. I fiddle idly with her fingers that are intertwined with mine as we reach our bedroom. Shutting the door behind us I pull her closer so we are now facing each other and let my hands rest on her waist. Barley brushing my lips off hers I push her slowly so she’s walking backwards towards the bed. Just as we reach it I stop. I swear I can hear her heart beating frantically as I lower my head and kiss her upper neck earning a sharp intake of breath. I cup her face in my hands and brush my lips gently across hers, a sweet prelude of what was about to come. Teasing the corner of her mouth, gently, making her wish for just a little more. Our lips crash together and I push so that she lowers herself onto the bed, never breaking the kiss I lower myself with her. Her lips were soft and gentle, sending a tingling sensation all over my body as our tongues battled for dominance. Of course she gives in and I win, like always. Breaking the kiss I sit her up and remove dress and discard it on the floor followed by my own. Laying back down she gazes hazily at me with a look of pure lust in her eyes. Pulling me down we kiss briefly before I move to her neck caressing, her scent overcomes me, that all too familiar sweet perfume she wears. Making my way downwards I feel pressure between my legs as her moans fill the silent room. Hungrily I rip her lace thong off and spread her legs to reveal glistening, wet folds. Running my hands over her breasts I pinch hard on her pert nipples as I kiss her luscious thighs nipping at her flesh. Glancing down at me she runs her fingers through my hair, scraping her nails along my scalp. Moving closer I slide my tongue between her warmth parting her folds and earning a low moan from her throat.
“F..fu…ck” she moans as my tongue begins flicking her swollen nub stopping every now and then to draw lazy circles on it. Her taste and smell fill my senses and I’m lost in her. Making eye contact I run my nails over her bare stomach and pick up the pace of my rather talented tongue and her breathing has quickened. Her hands tighten in my hairs as she holds my head in place. Licking her nub vigorously her back arches and her hips begin to rock back and forth then she comes hard moaning uncontrollably. As she regains her composure and her breathing steadies she whispers my name.
“Cheryl babe, come here..”
Crawling up so our lips me I kiss her hard, her juices still fresh on my lips.
“Good?” I ask
“Yessss” She replied sighing with a smile.
“Your turn now baby.”
She rolls us over so she is now mounting me, a leg on either side of my waist. Leaning down she kisses me passionately before leaning over towards the bedside locker and pulling out a rather large strap on.
“Where did you get that!!!” I ask shocked.
“It was a surprise for you, I got it online” she giggles.
“My God… what did you do? Get the biggest one” I laugh, pushing myself up to kiss her.
“On your back babe..” she orders.
Staring at her wide eyed I do as she say and remove my bra and underwear rapidly. Moving closer she open my legs while she places the silicone toy between her lips and sucks seductively on it before placing the head of it between my wet folds and sliding it in slowly never taking her eyes from mine. Closing my eyes I moan quietly.
“Keep your eyes open” she demands.
I’ve never seen this side of her before and I like it! My arousal is beyond belief right now and I know it won’t take long till she sends me over the edge. Picking up the pace she pumps the toy in and out of me as her other hand roams my body. Goosebumps appear all over as she spits on me and begins rubbing my nub whilst f**king me hard. My walls begin to tighten; I feel a heat build-up in my body as it begins tensing, building up for climax. I finally fall over the edge and orgasm. My body trembles uncontrollably and I feel like I’m about to lose consciousness, there’s not enough oxygen in the room. As I finally pull myself together after one of the most amazing orgasms ever I can see Kimberley sat there in shock.
“You can squirt???”
“Yeah, sometimes”
“Wow… that was…”
“Yeah I know I laugh, C’mere” I laugh.
Lying in each other’s arms she plays with my hair as I lean on her shoulder. Our breathing is in sync, our limbs tangled together in a hot mess.
“I still can’t believe you did that…” she whispers.
All I can manage is a small sound that doesn’t even resemble a word, kissing her neck I fall slowly into a deep peaceful sleep.
NOTE: All content of this chapter was written purely by Lauryn (@CherylSoldier__ ) The only imput I had to this chapter was giving her the background info for it and the proof reading , tweet Lauryn and let her know what you think!! or leave a message and I'll relay it for you!
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