It's been six months since we realised Cheryl's pregnant. It has been an interesting few months. Her mood swings aren't that bad. She doesn't crave anything. She just is a bit more touchy with me. "Honey! Where is my eyeliner?" I called out. "You don't need eyeliner." She replied. "Babe!" I whined. "You need me though." She laughed. "Apparently sex makes you go into labour after. I love you but not enough to let your vagina release four hundred pints of fluid on my bed." I laughed. "You're the one who always... Nevermind." She mumbled. "What was that?" I called out. "Doesn't matter." She replied. "My opinion matters baby." I chuckled. "Do me a favour. Fuck off." She yelled. I grinned and walked into my bedroom with a hairbrush to use as a fake mic.
Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?
"Babe, Really?" Cheryl laughed and I continued.
I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?
I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!
How can I help it?
How can I help it?
How can I help what you think?
Hello, my baby
Hello, my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?
I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!
Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door, ooh
"Babe, you're an idiot sometimes." Cheryl laughed. "That so?" I smirked walking toward her. "Yes." She replied aalso walk-in toward me. "You look fine. Don't use eyeliner." She whispered before kissing my forehead. "God I love you." I smiled. "I love you too." She grinned. "Wanna go to Pop's?" I called out. "Yeah, why not." She replied. "Should I Call Donnie and Betty?" I asked. "Yes please." She replied. "So desperate to have a conversation with someone other than me. Damn that's hurtful." I chuckled. "Oh shush you." She smiled and poked my cheeks. "Why do you do that?" I asked. "Your cheeks are adorable." She replied. "Why thank you. You're ass is cute too." I grinned earning a playful hit over the head. "Come on. You're driving." She stated. "Let me call them first you impatient human." I whined picking up my phone. "Hello?" Betty mumbled as she picked up the phone. "Wanna meet at pop's in ten?" I asked. "Sure. I'll call Veronica." She replied and hung up. "Lets roll." I smiled and we got into the car. We listened to music from a while ago, then one of our songs came on. We were well known in a few countries. But we aren't like Jade. We arrived shortly after, we went inside and waited for the two other girls. Then I saw something that would make my life take a dramatic turn.
