The Chim Factor

Chapter 10

Cheryl's POV

I woke up with a bad headache.

I can't even remember what happened properly last night. I remember the girls coming over and alcohol.

That's one thing I can be sure of is that there was defiantly alcohol.

The taste of blue vodka still lingered in my mouth making me feel slightly sick.

I stretched out and felt my hand hit a bump in the duvet.

I momentarily panicked but then realised I had probably just fallen asleep next to Kimberley.

It wasn't till I moved my other hand to rub my eyes that I realised I wasn't wearing any clothes.

Why would I share a bed with Kimberley and not wear any clothes. Unless...

Oh my god.

I suddenly remembered what happened last night. From shots, the dare, making a move on Kim on this sofa and then more fun in bed.

I slowly looked over at Kimberley and realised she was in the same state as me.

She was laid flat out on her back so if I moved the duvet I would be able to see everything.

However I wasn't that type of person so before I got any ideas I sat up quickly.

With a quick check first, to make sure Kimberley was still asleep, I ran across the room and got some clothes on.

I put some pjs shorts and a t-shirt on and noticing Kimberley was still asleep, I went downstairs.

The further downstairs I got, the brighter it got and the more my head hurt.

I flicked the kettle on as I got into the kitchen and then got the painkillers from the cupboard.

I took 2 without water as I've done it so many times I can just swallow tablets whole.

I heard footsteps behind me so I kept my gaze on the kettle and make cups of teas for me and Kimberley.

"Morning."

"Morning Kimberley, you alright there?"

"No. Such a bad head. Can you pass us the painkillers?"

"Sure." I turned round and placed the cups of tea on the table in front of her, went back for the painkillers and then passed them to her.

"Thanks." I noticed that Kimberley had also put her pjs on, just like me.

I sat down in front of her and watched her lips as she drunk some of her cup of tea. I couldn't seem to stop watching them.

Images flashed into my mind of those lips all over my body last night and I couldn't help but heat up slightly.

Before I got anymore images in my mind I started up a conversation to distract me.

"Did I wake you when I moved?"

"Yeah but it's fine, we shouldn't have slept in this late anyway."

I knew we needed to talk about what happened but I honestly didn't know what to say.

I really liked her but maybe she didn't feel the same way. Maybe she just slept with me last night because she felt sorry for me after all I had been through and plus she hadn't slept with someone in a long time, she may have just been using me.

We didn't say anything for a while and it slightly felt like she didn't remember what had happened last night. That would make it harder to bring up if she didn't remember.