Kim's POV
"What means the most to you?" Cheryl asked breaking the silence as we gazed at the stars looking down at us
"I've never really thought about that before" I said taking in her words
"What means the most to you?" I asked her
"Happiness" she said sighing softly
"I think everyone deserves to be happy" she added
"Are you happy?" I asked afraid of what her response would be
"Never been happier" she smiled snuggling further into me
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Kim's POV
Cheryl and I began our drive back home, she had fell asleep, It was a long drive going back from the country side. Keeping one hand on the steering wheel and fishing in the backseat for a blanket to cover up her body I quickly pulled it out of the back and softly covered her up. I couldn't help but replay what Cheryl asked me earlier 'what means the most to you?' I've never really took much consideration into what means most to me, now that I think about it.. I've never thought about anything I wanted. It's sad really, I've never took time for myself, and thought what do I want? what do I need? Memories of my past seem to wash over me in the most unwelcome time, I don't want to think about it, and I don't want to compare. But you can't help when your brain goes into autopilot
"Do you know how selfish you're being right now?" Justin snapped as I told him about my day
"How am I being selfish?" I asked confused beyond belief
"You're constantly talking about yourself, and your day, and all your stupid crap" I was shocked at the way he was speaking to me, it was the first time he had ever spoke to me in that manner before
"Jay I'm just telling you how my day went" I explained myself although I don't know why I should be explaining myself. That's what partners do? I mean when you're in a relationship don't you tell each other how your day had gone? if you had any troubles that day?
"Why would I want to hear about your stupid job anyways? I don't care" he huffed walking away from me leaving me gobsmacked by his actions
I stopped at a red light, trying to get rid of the thoughts of him invading my good day. Would Cheryl ever become like that? Justin was never like that.. one day he just switched. Would Cheryl ever switch? I looked over to my left and scanned Cheryl's face.. she had a little smile with a cute pout. I wonder what she was dreaming about. Would she ever dream about me? is she dreaming about me?
I Drove up the long pathway to the house and turned off the engine. Silence. I stepped out of the car quietly not wanting to wake Cheryl from her peaceful sleep. I went over to the front door opening it before returning to the car and gently pulling Cheryl into me cradling her like a child, walking as slowly as I could trying not to drop her or wake her up. I walked up the steps cautiously and into her bedroom placing her on the bed she automatically snuggled into the pillow, I pulled off her shoes and threw the duvet over her, a content smile spread across her face as she dreams. I kissed her forehead before retreating to my room and getting changed. Do I sleep with her in her bedroom? She usually comes to my bedroom. Maybe it's just not my place, I walked over to my bed and pulled the covers over me letting dreamland take over.
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Kim's POV
I woke up the next morning peacefully, I didn't realize I had a smile on until my cheeks started to go sore. They say there's a first for everything; Your first love, your first time, your first kiss.. but no one ever said 'Your first time feeling happiness' My alarm clock went off stoping me in my train of thought. Although Cheryl and I are 'taking it slow' we still haven't gone official, and I'm still working for her. So it doesn't change anything, I still have to get up each and every morning, make her breakfast, make sure she's awake. So I climbed out of bed having a quick shower and change and stepping out of my bedroom heading toward Cheryl's. I quietly knocked on her door before stepping in
"Chez" I whispered stroking her cheek waking her up from her peaceful slumber
"Mmm" she moaned
"Babe wake up, you have a shoot today" I said softly. Her eyes slowly flickered open
"Time is it?" she yawned sitting up and stretching
"Just gone 8" I said walking over to her walk in closet and pulling out some fresh clothes and a towel for her
"Go have a shower, breakfast will be ready once you're done" I said walking away
"Where you think you're going? don't I get a good morning kiss" she pouted, I walked back over and gave her a lingering kiss
"Better" she smiled throwing the covers off of her, climbing out of the bed
"I'll see you downstairs" I said going down to the kitchen. It still feels a little awkward, I mean what are we exactly? is she mine? am I hers? I want to ask her but I don't want to ruin anything I have with her. Agh this is all so confusing. I began to make her some breakfast, deciding on chocolate chip pancakes and a fruit bowl along with a cuppa tea of course
"Smells amazin'" Cheryl said coming through the kitchen looking beautiful as ever, wearing minimal makeup with her hair tied up in a messy bun wearing a pair of black trackies, white vest top, and a pair of sneaker pumps
"You look beautiful" I said making her blush a bit
"Babe I'm wearing trackies and a vest top.. nothing beautiful about that" she said standing next to me and popping a strawberry into her mouth
"Well I think you look beautiful. Go on have a seat and I'll put these pancakes on a plate" I said flipping the last pancake
"Are you gonna have some with us?" she asked hopeful
"Sure" I replied bringing out a second plate. I went over and sat myself beside Cheryl watching her in a stupid love sick way as she ate her pancakes. Every time she popped a piece in her mouth she would do this cute face, I could tell she was enjoying her breakfast. I began to eat my cakes, cheryl placed her hand on my thigh and I couldn't help but smile to myself from the tingling sensation it gave me. It was never like this for me, being asked to have breakfast, affection, caring, getting attention. It was all very new to me
"Cheryl?" I said turning to her
"Yeah babe?" she replied with a mouthful of pancakes
"Erm I know we said my pace but.. what are we exactly?" I asked bravely. I needed to ask I couldn't hold it in any longer it was eating me up
"We are what ever you went us to be" she replied turning around in her chair giving me her full attention
"What ever I want?" I asked confused
"Yeah." she said taking my hand in hers. 'What ever I want?'
"I want you to be mine"
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Chim - Worth So Much More Lesbian Story
FanfictionCheryl Cole is a famous pop-star and Kimberley Walsh is Cheryl's maid. What will happen when these two come together?