Chim - Tiny Dancer

Chapter 15

Chapter Fifteen

"Bagsy the window seat!" Cheryl said, pushing past Kimberley.

The blonde laughed. Cheryl was like a child who had had one to many sweeties. "Good. I don't like lookin' out it anyway. It makes me feel sick."

"Aww nah . . . don't tell me you get travel sickness?"

"Not really. I just don't like the take off, the landing and the sight from the window when either of them is happenin'!"

"Ok," Cheryl laughed. "I'll hold your hand then."

After Kimberley had agreed to go, Cheryl got straight to it and booked tickets for the following week online. Luckily since it was summer neither of them needed to buy new clothes. They could also buy supplies while over there, so there was no need to buy those kind of things either.

After the air hostess done their little safety routine, the captain announced take off.

"Here hold me hand babe," Cheryl said, holding it out.

Kimberley smiled before gladly accepting. "Thanks," she said, her grip growing tighter as the plane began to move.

"You really are scared?" Cheryl said, noticing it.

The blonde nodded, an expression of fear plastered on her face.

"Aww babe come here." Cheryl moved closer and wrapped her free arm around Kimberley's shoulder, pulling her close.

Suddenly the plane came to a halt, the lights dimmed.

"Everythin' will be fine," the Geordie whispered soothingly into the girls ear before kissing her cheeky gently.

* * * * *

"That movie was good wasn't . . . " Cheryl started, but stopped when she saw the blonde sleeping peacefully beside her. She looked so cute. Her lips pouted a little, which the she found adorable. Glancing down at her watch she realised they were half way there. 'Great! Another four hours left, and Kimberley's asleep!'

Cruelly Cheryl nudged the girl hoping she would wake, but she didn't. After a few more tries, a stir being the most reaction, Cheryl gave up, and decided to join her. Lifting the arm rest up she snuggled closer, her head resting on the girls shoulder, and her arm wrapping around her waist.

"Cheryl," Kimberley mumbled.

"Shh . . . go back to sleep babe."

Smiling Kimberley closed her eyes again, her arms snaking their way round the Geordie's body.

'Typical!" Cheryl thought to herself. It was funny that when she wanted to wake the girl she couldn't, and when she didn't want to wake her she did.

* * * * *

"Wow! That's a gorgeous house!" Kimberley gasped as they stood infront of the building, bags sitting beside them.

Cheryl tutted as the taxi driver, who had dropped them off, beeped his horn. "Old perv," she mumbled to herself. Pulling out the keys, she walked up the garden path, and unlocked the door. "Are you comin' babe?"

"Yeah sorry." Breaking from her daze, kimberley took hold of her suitcase and wheeled it down the path, following behind the girl.

After entering the house Cheryl left her case at the door, and headed straight for the massive open-plan living room, where she plonked herself down on one of the posh sofas.

Kimberley followed. She laughed when she saw the Geordie lying there. She looked nakkard. "You should go to bed."

"I think I will. Sit down babe."

"This house really is amazin' Cheryl!" The posh furniture, and nicely decorated walls made Kimberley gasp in amazement.

"Thanks. There's a lot of stuff I want to throw out though." The Geordie stiffled another yawn. "I will be doin' that tomorrow though. Do you mind if I give you that tour in the mornin' aswell? I'm really tired."

"Of course not." Kimberley smiled. Getting up she moved over to the sofa Cheryl was lying on. She lifted up the girls legs before sitting down and resting them back on her thighs. "Thanks babe," she said, stroking up and down her bare flesh.

"For what?" asked Cheryl, the soothing movements of the blonde making her even more tired.

"For bringing me here. I'm glad you talked me into it."

At the sound of Kimberley's voice breaking, Cheryl looked up. She saw a single tear falling from the girls eye. "Hey . . . don't cry!" she said while getting up, and wrapping her arms around her. "What's wrong?"

"I'm still confused about the whole Justin thing. It's been playin' on my mind for the last week now. I know I'm goin' to have to break up with him, but I don't wanna hurt him."

The sudden outburst caused Cheryl to pull back in shock. Never once had she saw Kimberley cry. Even when she first confessed to her a week ago about Justin, she didn't cry. "Everythin' will be ok," she soothed wiping the tears for Kimberley's eyes. "I think you should go to bed babe. You look nakkard aswell."

Kimberley nodded.

"I don't like it when you're upset. Please sleep with me tonight?"

Yet again Kimberley nodded, and allowed herself to be lead up a marble staircase, and through a door which lead to the biggest room she had ever seen.

"sh!t! All me stuff is in me case. Do you mind If I just sleep in me underwear?"

"No," Kimberley smiled, her attention caught up as she looked around the room. "I'll just do the same."

After striping down both girls climbed into the huge bed.

Cheryl lay facing Kimberley, her eyes scanning the girls face. She really was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Reaching up she let her hand rest on her cheek. "Are you feelin' better now?"

"I am," Kimberley giggled.

"What's so funny?"

"I'm just laughing at us. A month or so ago this was you. I was the one lying beside you trying my hardest to make you feel better."

The Geordie laughed along. "You're right! God what is it with us and relationships!"

The sounds of the sea could be heard outside as both girls looked at each other, a silence hung over them.

"Maybe we just haven't found the right people yet," Kimberley said breaking it.

"I think you right," Cheryl nodded.

Scanning the girls upper half, Kimberley smiled. "You're so tiny," she said out of the blue.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you're just so small, tiny and cute."

Cheryl blushed a little.

"You're a tiny dancer," the blonde then giggled.

The Geordie laughed along. "Size doesn't matter," she winked.

"I wouldn't know. I've never had anythin' small."

"Dirty!" Cheryl giggled. Moving closer she wrapped her arms around the girl. "You have me now."

"I do," Kimberley smiled. "You're my tiny dancer."

"I am." Snuggling closer, Cheryl smiled. "And just for the record . . . Ashley had a small one!"

The older girl burst out laughing. "Well in that case I'm sure you're glad you got rid if him."

"I'm starting to realise that it was the best decision I've ever made."