Chim - Freedom When I'm With You

* Chapter Thirty Eight *

Cheryl's POV:

"Babeee, are you ready yet?" I hear Kimberley shout from downstairs.

"Yeah, I'm comin'!" I shout back, getting my things together and putting on me shoes.

Today Kimberley and I are going to a few house viewings and I've been a little nervous all morning. I pull on me heels, grab me bag and now I'm good I go. I descend the stairs and lock eyes with me beautiful girlfriend in front of us.

"Ready?" She asks excitedly.

"Yeah babe, lets go." I say, leaning in to peck her cheek before opening the door.

We jump into the car and I smile at her and rest my hand on her leg.

"Whatcha smiling at?" She questions.

"Nothing baby, I'm just excited." I answer truthfully.

"Me too and it feels so right." She tells us, squeezing me hand in hers.

***

We've been followed to each of our viewings by the paparazzi and to be honest it was naïve of us to think that this would go any other way. This is the first time we have been out together since we made our relationship public. We really have been hiding away until the media storm has calmed down.

"Chez don't let them get to you."

"I'm trying Kimba, I'm just sick of them following me every move!" I huff.

"I know but this is about us, not them." She tells us, kissing me forehead.

"Third house lucky?" I ask her, as the estate agent pulls up in his car.

"Maybe Chez, it was our favourite from the photos." She smiles at us reassuringly.

"Sorry I'm late ladies!" The estate agent apologises interrupting our little moment.

"No worries, we were just chatting."

"So from the headlines I gather your looking for a home for the both of you?" He enquires, trying to break the tension.

"That's right and this one was our favourite."

"Well fingers crossed it'll meet your expectations." He says hopefully as he opens the front door for us.

I gasp as I take in the beautifully decorated hallway in front of us and Kimberley squeezes me hand slightly, letting us know she loves it too.

"Wow, this is much bigger in person." I comment.

"It is one of our larger properties, the kitchen is towards the back of the house so it overlooks the garden, the living room is to your left and the study is to your right." He starts to advise. "You have a bathroom just under the staircase and you also have a basement connected to the kitchen."

Kimberley and I continue to hold hands as we start to explore the downstairs living area, we wander into the living room first which is cosy. I can really imagine is living here.

"What do you think?" I ask biting my lip.

"I love it so far." She tells us as we start to walk towards the kitchen. "What about you?"

"I love it too, there's just some small things I would change to make it more our tastes." I answer honestly.

The kitchen is amazing, I know Kimberley is in her element in this particular room. Her eyes light up as soon as she sees the breakfast bar and all of the counter top space. "I can't wait to bake in here." She comments.

"Are we ok to look upstairs now?" I ask the agent as we've just finished exploring the lower floor.

"Of course. Upstairs you have five bedrooms, two of those have en-suites. There is also a family bathroom, a small library and a small recording studio. I'll leave you to it and meet you back down here."

We look in all of the bedrooms, all of them varying in sizes and then we come across the master bedroom which overlooks the garden. The floor length windows allow us to see far and wide and I know that this is the home I want with me beautiful girlfriend.

"Chez?"

"Kimba?" I question back, meeting her eyes.

"I can't wait to fuck you in this room." She tells us.

I gasp and pull an over exaggerated shocked face. "Kimberley!"

"What?"

"You can fuck us in any room babe, it doesn't have to bed the bedroom." I tell her with a wink. "Is this the one then?" I ask her.

"I love it."

"Us too!" I beam. "Lets go tell him." I say pulling her in for a soft kiss before we make our way back downstairs to make an offer.

***

Kimberley's POV:

We decided to grab a bite to eat as we were already out and we're snuggled up together in the booth waiting for some ice cream. We know that the paps have been breaking their necks trying to get photos of us but we just don't care anymore.

We put in an offer for the last house we viewed and he told us we would hear back at the start of next week, we're both so excited about our next steps together but have decided we won't get our hopes up just yet.

She snuggles into my side as we tuck into our sundaes and I've never felt more content, I've dreamt of having a future with her for so long and I can't quite believe that we're getting closer and closer to it.

"Chez?" I ask, getting her attention.

"Yeah babe?" She answers looking up to me.

"You ready for another letter?"

"If you're ready to share it with us yeah?"

With a small nod, I take the envelope out of my handbag and place it in front of her, she takes it without any hesitation and I smile at her eagerness.

Cheryl,

It takes hands to build a house but only hearts can build a home... that's what I think of when I see you in your new house with him. I want to be your home, the person you come home to after a day at work, the person that you share everything with, we could build a home with our hearts not with just our hands.

I know you're happy with him and I know you love him but your eyes don't sparkle like they used to, I wonder if you feel free or like a bird captured in their own bird cage.

I wish I could tell you how I feel so I could be your home, I wish we could build a home, a home filled with love, with colour schemes that match our personalities, bedrooms, bathrooms and living areas that showed off who we are as individuals and who we are together. That's my dream Cheryl, to one day have a home with you.

If you are able to read this letter one day, I guess that would would mean we're more than likely together and planning our future as a couple. If we have a home I can't wait to make more memories with you in it, decorate it with you and grow old there with you.

I love you babe and I pray that one day you'll be able to have this letter and I'll be able to show you how much I love you.

Kimba.

I hold her tightly in my arms as I hear her sniffle and I plant soft kisses on her forehead. "I really hope we get this house Chez." I whisper.

"I think we will Kimba. Can I ask you something?"

"When we're settled do you think we could look for her?"

"Her as in her, her?" I ask softly, knowing exactly who she was referring to.

"She's always been me baby Kim."

"I know babe and I promise we'll find her, we could never start a family without your daughter." I tell her.

"She'll be our daughter Kimba."