chapter 383

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Chapter 383
Despite the pressure of this being such a huge show for her, Cheryl actually felt pretty relaxed as she sat in one of the dressing rooms having her hair done by Lisa, whilst casually eating some tasty egg on toast and drinking a hot cup of tea, having now got herself into a little routine which meant that she didn’t have to worry and think about what she still needed to do and if everything was ready so much, being confident now that it would be as everybody knew their roles well. She’d been receiving so many good luck messages yet again all day, probably even more than she had done for the first Belfast show as everybody knew what a huge achievement this was for her and so wanted her to know they were all wishing her the best, even though many of them were actually coming to see the show for themselves tonight. “Ya cannot beat a cup of tea with egg on toast…”Cheryl contently exclaimed whilst taking a sip from her cup, feeling slightly heavenly right now eating some comfort food and having her hair styled which she always found very relaxing.
“I wonder if many popstars eat stuff like egg on toast before a show…haha…I suppose you need the energy don’t you?” Lisa chuckled as she watched in the mirror her friend stuffing her face, wishing she had Cheryl’s remarkable metabolism and could just eat whatever she wanted without getting a pot belly or feeling bloated afterwards.
“Exactly, I need some carbs to keep me going or I’d just conk out in the middle of the show like I’d ran out of batteries or something…haha…egg on toast isn’t that bad anyway, stop making me feel guilty…plus it’s brown bread…haha” Cheryl defended herself before taking another big bite out of her crunchy toast and began munching on it very obnoxiously, just making Lisa shake her head whilst laughing at the smug expression on her quirky friends face. 
“Cheryl…I need you for two seconds, just pop your head outside the door…here, I’ll take your food” Lily suddenly appeared looking quite amused about something, although she’d actually been in a pretty bubbly mood ever since returning back from her and Fefe’s lunch date with her parents everybody had noticed, it being clear that it had obviously went very well. Even though Cheryl was on quite a tight time schedule, she carefully stood up none the less in her navy blue tracksuit that Tre had bought her as a present for the tour, and passed Lily the plate of food she’d been tucking into, intrigued as to what Lily was grinning so widely about.
“I’m getting me hair done ya plonker!” Cheryl responded as she wandered over to the door, smiling at Lily who was giggling away still.
“It’s worth it, honestly…haha” she reassured her as she followed Cheryl out into the corridor, placing the plate of food onto the dressing table after pushing some of the many products Lisa was using aside.

Cheryl’s dimples instantly made an appearance along with the sparkle in her eyes as she peered down the long corridor outside of her dressing room, her eyes meeting the rather strange sight of her very tall, masculine looking boyfriend racing up and down on a tiny pink electric motorbike, looking like he was having the time of his life. The sight was made even funnier by the fact that now that his knee was better, Tre refused to slob around in any more tracksuits for a while, and so was kitted out in quite a fashionable style of brown jeans and a whitish cream knitted jumper with a tweed flat cap, making him look quite the country gentleman. “Oh my God…haha” Cheryl simply voiced with her nose crinkling up, thinking he looked ridiculously adorable driving up to her with his big cheesy grin, resembling an oversized little boy. “…Just your colour!” she joked with him as he pulled up beside her, pretending to rev his engine with the cutest expression on his face as he appeared so happy with himself, while Lily just laughed hysterically in the background and Lisa popped her head around the door to see what the commotion was all about too. “Can I have a try please?” Cheryl asked sweetly, wondering where on the earth the little motorbike had come from, but thought it looked like great fun and so made her want to jump straight on as well.
“Haha…do you know that the number plate on the back says Chezza?!...haha” Lily excitedly burst out whilst taking a photograph on her phone, them all seeming to have turned into big kids all of a sudden with their new fancy toy to play with.
“Get on the back!...” Tre grinned as he took hold of Cheryl’s hand before she began stamping her feet on the floor as if she was sulking.
“I wanna try!!!...” she whined in response whilst acting like a grumpy toddler, setting him off laughing at her as she began smiling too, today definitely being her favourite tour day to date with the knowledge that Tre was performing tonight with her, making everything seem twice as exciting and therefore had put her into a rather funny mood.
“Hahaha…look at you having a temper tantrum!...haha” he continued chuckling away whilst standing up to let her have a go, holding the bike steady for her to climb on.
“How do I start it? What do I do?” she instantly asked as she sat herself down on the tiny seat and held onto the handlebars, looking down at the different buttons until she turned one of the handles which immediately made the bike start going forwards, before Tre was even able to give her the instructions on how to actually drive it. “…ohhhh…bye!!!” Cheryl happily burst out as she began zooming down the corridor with everybody watching her, finding the sight hilarious with her half-done hair sticking up and flopping around in different directions the faster she went.
“WAIT!!...PRESS THE BREAK FIRST!...haha…DON’T RUN INTO THE…” Tre began calling after her as he could see she was about to crash into a divider wall that a couple of men were currently moving into another room, however it was too late as she suddenly collided into it, making the two men just chuckle at her as she didn’t seem fazed and simply tried to turn herself around, randomly apologising to the wall as she did so.
“Move!...excuse me!...move!” Cheryl muttered away whilst pushing the bike around with her feet, repeatedly banging into the wall the whole time, while Tre ran over to try and help her, simply being told to get out of the way by her which made him smirk at her bossy little attitude until she finally managed to swing the bike around and speed back down the corridor again, giggling and smiling away at the others who were in hysterics from watching her and were filming the whole thing; Tre was yelling orders at her the whole time so that she’d do it properly, however Cheryl being the rebel she was took no notice and instead began going even faster, with her legs stretched out as they dragged along the floor instead of her using the breaks like he was telling her too, screaming her head off the whole time as well.
“Haha…she’s so crazy…haha” Tre ended up just sniggering as he leant against the wall with his arms folded, watching his funny girlfriend once again crash into the wall at the other end, before turning around and driving back in their direction, still screaming and making a lot of noise.
“Hahaha…THIS IS SO COOL!...haha…I love it!” Cheryl yelled out as soon as she managed to stop beside them after Tre had put his foot in front of the wheel to help her, and then held his hand out sweetly for her to take as she stood up. “I can’t believe it says Chezza on the back too, that’s amazing…haha” she giggled away as she admired her new toy from all angles, just being able to imagine the fun her nieces and nephews would have on it when they came to visit, as it was the perfect size for them.
“Haha…come back in you nutter and quickly let me finish your hair babe before you ride off into the sunset on your little pink motorbike…haha” Lisa finally had to take on the adult role after keeping an eye on the time ticking away on them, making Cheryl stick her bottom lip out as she began obediently pushing her new bike into the room with the others following to have a sit down before they’d really have to start doing some work. 

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