Truth (Chim)

Chapter 83

Kimberley's POV

Me and Cheryl walk away from my brother as fast as we can and after saying hello to family members and the rest of the girls we find ourselves at the bar.

I take it upon myself to order mine and Cheryl's drinks as I know exactly what she will want and she smiles when I tell the bartender her drink order so I know I've got it right.

As he walks away I feel Cheryl's hands on my waist so I turn and give my full attention to her.

"Baby?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we not get drunk tonight?"

I brush a piece of loose hair from her face as I speak, slightly concerned incase she isn't feeling well. "How come?"

"I just don't feel like it, I'd rather spend time with you and cuddle up later rather than worrying about looking stupid in front of the paps."

I know exactly what Cheryl means, sometimes it's hard getting drinking in a club when you know there are people outside just waiting for you to mess up.

"Of course baby."

Her trademark smile appears on her face and the bartender chooses this moment to pass us our drinks.

We thank him and walk away hand in hand trying to find the girls at the table they had told us to meet them at not worrying about having to pay for the drinks as our management company decided they would take the whole bar tab tonight.

When I first heard they were doing it I thought it was really sweet but I can already tell they are going to regret it later with the amount of people here and not to mention my brother, Cheryl's brother and Sarah.

Last time they were all together, when alcohol was involved, they managed to get extremely drunk a lot faster than any of us due to the amount of drinking games that they decided to play.

I honestly don't mind not drinking too much, I'd do anything Cheryl asked me to do within a heartbeat.

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Me and Cheryl had stayed at the club for a few hours until people around us started to get quite intoxicated.

We saw now as a socially acceptable time to leave so we said goodbye to the girls and then slipped away.

As we got to the front door of the club we could see that the paps hadn't left, if anything they seemed crazier.

"Hold onto me babe."

She doesn't reply verbally, instead she places a kiss on my lips and holds my hand. As she pulls away I find it hard not to lean back into her, her lips are just so addictive that it's had to be around her without wanting to kiss her.

However due to where we currently are I control myself.

She re-applies her red lipstick, as most of it had either been kissed off by me or left on the side of glasses of the drinks she has had throughout the night and then we're ready to go.

I step out first with Cheryl behind me, I feel protective of her in situations like this. I know she hates this but so I like to make her feel a little better.

In a heterosexual relationship it's normally the guys job to do this and I guess I do agree with what Katie says sometimes, out of me and Cheryl, I'm definitely the guy in this relationship.

The bright flashes are almost blinding around us, I'm just able to see where we are going so I keep a tight hold on Cheryl's hand and lead her so she doesn't have to worry.