Part 27
Cheryl's Point of View
I should have known it was too good to be true. Kimberley had gone off stage before me, and by the time I had, she wasn't backstage with the rest of the girls or the dancers. She had left me, again.
Putting on a brave face, I smiled and walked over to the girls, giving the three of them a hug each.
"Did she leave?" I asked, already knowing the answer. I just hoped someone had an explanation for it all.
"Yeah she did." Nicola replied, letting the smile from her face drop. "I'm sorry babe."
"It's okay Nic, it's not your fault." I shrugged, trying to make out that it wasn't that big of a deal.
"Maybe she had to d-" Nadine started to make an excuse, but I cut her off, I didn't want to hear it.
"Don't make excuses for her Nadine. She's left, it's okay."
"I just don't understand why she's gone." Sarah finally spoke. "Why did she act like that on stage and then leave you?" She raised her voice, clearly angry by Kimberley's actions. "Why would she play with someone's emotions like that?"
"I don't know, Sarah." I sighed. "I really don't know, but I don't want to talk about it. There's no point getting angry about it all, so please, just leave it."
"Sorry, Cheryl." She smiled apologetically. "I'm just angry."
"It's okay. I'm going to go now. I think I need an early night."
"Okay babe. We were going to stay here for a while and have a drink with the dancers, but if you want, we can come with you?"
"It's fine, you go and have a good time, don't worry about me. I'm going back to the bus and then going to sleep, if you came back with me, you'd be bored." I hugged Nicola, Nadine and Sarah before walking away from them.
As I slipped out the backstage door, I let the tears fall. There was no point trying to hide them anymore. I thought I had finally done it. I thought that I had won Kimberley back and made the right decision. Obviously, I was wrong. I pulled the hood of my hoodie up and placed my sunglasses on so nobody could see that I was crying. I walked back to the bus with my head held down.
Opening the door, I expected music or the tv to be playing, but there was nothing. After taking off my sunglasses, I threw them on the table before going downstairs to where the bunk beds were. As I flicked on the light, I realised Kimberley wasn't here either. She must have gone home with her family or something. I glanced over to my bed and noticed there was a letter lying on my pillow. On the front of it, 'To my Cheryl' had been written neatly on it. I recognised the handwriting immediately. It was Kimberley's.
Sitting down on my bed, I picked up the letter carefully, as if it was going to break under my touch. I slowly tore the envelope open and took the piece of paper out. The first thing I noticed was that her writing was messier than usual, she must have been in a rush when she wrote it.
"To my Cheryl,
What you did tonight was amazing. I can't even begin to explain how I feel about it all. I didn't know you had that much courage in you to admit it to thousands of people, let alone my family! The time we spent not talking was the worst. Throughout it all, all I wanted to do was hug you and hold you, telling you everything was going to be okay. I love you Cheryl. I really do.
You're probably confused and upset to why I'm not here, but I've written you a letter. You're probably angry too, thinking I've ram away from you and left you, but that's not the case. I am away, but I want you to come and get me. I'm at my family's house, they're all staying at my Grandparents so I have it to myself. I thought that we could use some alone time together. So, come and get me, you know where I am. If you've forgotten the address, it's written on another piece of paper in the envelope.
I hope to see you soon.
I love you.
Love, your Kimba xxxx"
After finishing reading the letter, I neatly folded it and placed it back in the envelope. I took the other piece that had her address on it out, and then put the envelope safely between some of my clothes so that the other girls wouldn't find it.
Kimberley didn't live far away from where we were, so I decided to walk, well more like run to hers. There was so much emotion running through my body. I was nervous and excited, it was like the feeling I had when I was on stage.
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I stood outside the front door and read the note that had been left.
"To my special little Geordie,
The door is open, lock it behind you. Come up the stairs, and you will find me.
I love you xxxx"
Taking the note off the door, I folded it up and put it into my pocket so no one else would be able to read it. I walked into the house, closing the door quietly behind me before locking it.
As I walked up the stairs, I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest. I stopped outside Kimberley's room, taking a deep breath in and letting it out before opening the door.
"You took your time."
I looked towards where the voice was coming from, and smiled at the sight that I saw. Kimberley was lying on the bed in nothing but black lacy underwear.
"Are you going to keep me waiting?" Her voice was enough to make my knees go week.
Grinning, I closed the door before making my way over to the bed to where my beautiful girlfriend was lying.
