Chapter 23

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I apologise if you have already seen this but my wattpad keeps telling me I haven't published it so I'm just publishing it again to see if it will work now :)

Kimberley's POV

I know Cheryl is nervous and she's not the only one, I am too.

It's our first live shows and there's been so much talk about it this year. There's so many good people on it this year that I can already tell it's gonna be hard for the public to pick a winner.

This morning me and Cheryl stayed in bed for a while, we had a relaxing morning purposely to try and calm us both down.

We stayed in bed for as long as we could before we had to come to the studios.

I haven't seen Cheryl in about three hours, she's been doing last minute rehearsals with her acts while I've been practising for the Xtra Factor and then we have both been getting ready.

I'm ready earlier than I thought I would be so I'm currently walking along the corridors smiling at people as I pass them making my way to Cheryl's dressing room.

I knock on her door and nearly straight away she opens it, surprising me at how fast she was. As she sees it's me on the other side of the door her face instantly lights up and she pulls me into the room.

Luckily the corridor was quiet for once so nobody would have seen that.

As soon as the door closes behind me her lips are attached to mine and I kiss her back for a few seconds until the rational part of my brain starts thinking again and I pull back.

"Where is everyone?"

"They've literally just gone out, something about food or lighting, I don't know, I wasn't really listening."

I laugh at Cheryl's tiny attention span, she gets bored so easily that it's like dealing with a kid sometimes. "You can tell, how long till they're back?"

"5 minutes."

"Perfect."

Cheryl giggles as I push her against the wall and attach my lips back to hers.

Her hair has been done and her make up apart from her lipstick, which I know is always the very last thing she puts on, and she's still in her dressing gown.

I always find her extremely cute when I see her in this dressing gown, it's her special X factor dressing gown, she only wears it here and it's pink.

As we kiss my tongue enters her mouth letting her know who is in control and she doesn't seem to mind.

I can't resist and I'm about to run my hands under her dressing gown but I'm stopped as we hear laughter from outside the door.

We both jump apart, Cheryl goes back to the mirror and I've just sat down on the sofa as people I recognise to be Cheryl's make up and hair artists enter the room.

"Kim!"

"Hey guys." I've talked to these two a few times they're really nice and Cheryl likes them which is important.

"What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to see how Cheryl was doing, I knew she was nervous."

"Aww that's so cute, I wish I had a best friend like that."

I smile politely and make my excuses and leave, I've just got back to my dressing room when I realise I never got to saw what I wanted to Cheryl so I send her a text.

Good luck tonight, I know everything will go perfectly. I love you and I'll see you soon xxxxxx

Cheryl told me a while ago that little cute things like that made her smile. It wasn't long before I got a reply.

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