Part 5

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George's POV: After her show on Monday night, I found Cherry in the bathroom, sobbing her heart out.

"What's wrong?" I went over to her, asking what was the matter.

"It's some of the other girls I work with. They've been keeping stuff from me."

"Why?"

"Because...because I'm younger than all of them." She sniffled. I knew exactly how she felt; as the youngest you often feel left out of a lot of things, and it's hard, I have to say.

"I'm the youngest out of the guys, too. They all share dirty jokes and I don't get a lot of them half the time. They all go out partying but they don't take me along with them, they leave me on my own. Sometimes they'll keep secrets from me, too. We're in the exact same position." I used my thumb to rub her running mascara away.

"I do get dirty jokes though. I go drinking on my own because they won't take me with them. But what makes it even harder is that...I don't want to be like this. I want to be a normal sixteen year old, not one who's maturer than her own tim-"

"Wait what, you're sixteen?" I cut her off right there.

"Sixteen." She sighed to herself. "I want to stay young, but I know I can't. Not in my profession."

"Then why did you choose it for yourself?" I asked softly.

"That's the thing. I didn't, did I."

"Then who did?"

"My father. Daddy wanted all his girls to be the same breed. My sisters..." She opened up to me, "Cara, Carrie and Catherine, they all wanted to be showgirls. Two of them are in Miami doing the same as me, while Cath and I are over here in Vegas."

"So you didn't want to do it, right?"

"Right. I dreamt of being a writer, I always got told I had this gift of twisting words to mean different things. But I never got to do that. At fourteen, I was forced to do this instead. I say I want to do it for myself, but I really don't. I feel like I haven't even led my own life yet. It feels as if I'm leading somebody else's." She started crying then, so I wrapped my arms around her waist and gave her a warm embrace in them. "Sometimes I wish I could just runaway from all this madness." She sighed on my shoulder. I could feel every pulse of her beating heart on my chest.

"Oh George." She mumbled through her sobs. I kissed her forehead gently.

"There's more to you than people think." I said quietly to her. "I think you're amazing, Cherry."

She looked up at that moment. "You do?"

"I really do. Just how much you've been through, and how you forget about it all when you're performing, it must take one hell of a person to do that. And you're that person."

"Jeez, thanks George." She smiled a little. We stood staring at each other for a couple of minutes, before she put her rose coloured lips against mine and snogged the living daylights out of me, completely randomly. Then she just walked away and left me there.

a/n oooh George and Cherry now? *waits for Jade to come up with a ship name* comments and votes x x x

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