-Kimberley's POV-

We fell asleep that night laid out on the front room floor. Our bare limbs tangled up - exchanging our warmth. This morning I was awoken by my cell phone ringing in the distance. I try and zone it out, but the obnoxious tone repeats over and over again.

"Mm.. Baby your phone" Cheryl murmurs in her sleep, shuffling herself away from me and curling up in the light blanket we had thrown over our bodies in the chilly night. I weakly stand to my feet, last nights activities affecting me - completely shattered. I walk through the house bare all in search of my phone - following the ring tone.

"Hello?" I yawn, rubbing my eyes from sleep.

"Kimberley! Why in gods name haven't you been answering my phone calls?!" I pull the phone away from my ear and squint at the brightly lit screen.

Mum

"Mum? It's.. It's eight o'clock in the morning.. The sun has barely rose for fcks sake" I yawn again, walking over to the light switch and turning the kitchen onto life.

"Don't speak to me in that tone young lady! You have a lot of explaining to do! I've just found a magazine with your face on the front spread! Oh and I forgot to add! What the fck are you doing kissing Cheryl?! What the fck is going on?!" I groan, completely forgetting about my family. We were in our own world, I didn't think about my parents finding out - I didn't really care.

"We're together" I croak, my voice still laced with sleep. I rest my elbows against the kitchen granite top and sigh - how could I be so careless?

"Together?! This is not okay Kimberley! You're still upset over your breakup with Justin that's th-"

"Mum! It's nothing to do with him! I love Cheryl very much! If that's the only reason you were calling then I'm ending this phone call!" I say sternly, I'm trying to keep my voice down. I don't want to wakeup Cheryl from her sleep - not with my shouting.

"She's only after your money!"

"My money?! For fcks sake Mum! She's a pop star! I think she has enough money! I'm ending this phone call right now!" I snapped, shutting the phone in her face and slamming my phone down onto the counter. She's managed to ruin my day once again. I walk back into the front room finding Cheryl still asleep - I sigh with relief. I cuddle back into my girl, our naked limbs tangling back up.

"Who was that?" She mumbles, her face snuggles against my chest. Inhaling deeply and placing a single kiss against my exposed chest.

"My Mum.. We'll talk about it later" She doesn't need to be told twice. She's already falling back asleep in my arms - exactly where she belonged.

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-Kimberley's POV-

"I just don't understand why you would answer my phone and invite them around here!?" I'm fuming with anger. I wanted nothing to do with my family and here she was inviting them over.

"Baby -"

"Not right now Cheryl. Just not right now" I storm out of the kitchen and go up to our bedroom - needing a minute to myself. They should be here any minute now, they were going to bombard us with a million questions. Shout and scream - I just knew one thing would lead to another. The truth will be revealed today and I just know it.

I sit on the edge of the bed with a huff. Running my fingers through my hair in a frustrated manner.

"Baby?" She knocks lightly on the door, I can't stay mad at her for long.

"I'm sorry" She frowns, timidly walking in and sitting herself beside me.

"I'm going to be honest with you.. I'm really upset. You out of all people know what my family is like, why would invite them here?" She shrugs. She's in a nervous state, fiddling with her fingers - never making eye contact with me.

"I just.. I want them to know. I don't care what they think Kimba, I want the world to know we are together" She sighs. My anger fades away as I look at her sad expression - I instantly take her into my arms.

"You know this isn't going to be pretty" I whisper against her temple, placing a few kisses along her face - claiming her lips, letting them mingle together for a few seconds.

"I don't care what they think.. You shouldn't either"

"It's hard not to care babe.. They're my family after all. Their words affect me, even if I try to ignore them" I stroke her cheek in a feather light touch. She smirks lightly, taking in my insecure words.

"Just remember, I'm proud of you." my eyes flutter shut at her words, I'm trying to keep my emotions together. She's proud of me. That's all that really matters and that's all that ever will.

"I love you" I croak. Im afraid to open my eyes, afraid my tears will come flowing down. I can feel them pricking the ends of my eyes - begging to come out.

"I love you too.. Let's go down babe, they should be here any second. I don't want you to cry, I don't want them to know you've been crying" She wipes away either ends of my eyes. Forcing the tears back in. I nod, not being able to utter a single word without the sob escaping. I choose to stay quiet and allow her to walk us out of our master bedroom. The sound of a stern knock echoes into the large home - frightening me.

"Relax" She coos, her hand never leaves mine as we open the door together. The sight of my parents stood on the other side doesn't put my heart at ease - they looked pissed.

"You!" My Mum points and Cheryl, her lips and eyes pierced angrily.

"How fcking dare you! You come into my daughters life and fck it up!" I had to say something, but I was in shock. I knew my parents were the typical strict Christian family - but never would I have thought it was this extreme.

"Mother!" I gasp, I pull Cheryl in closer to me. My arms wrap around her waist. She's trying to respect my parents - but I'm sure she won't last much longer.

"I will not allow you into our home if you choose to speak to my girlfriend in that tone!" I snap back. They're taken back by my outburst, both of their faces held a shocked expression.

"If you've only come here to shout then I suggest you leave. Cheryl and I are together, and if you can't except that then whistle with the fcking wind for all I care!" I add, Cheryl's smiling at me. Her arms wrap around my waist as she buries her face into my chest - ignoring my parents fuming state.

"I just.. I don't understand how this happened? You were with Justin a couple months ago.. You've just been heartbroken and-"

"And nothing! If you love Justin so much then you can fcking have him! Was there anything else you needed?" I interrupt her, getting impatient and bored from their continuous put downs.

"No. I just - "

"Good bye mother" and with that I slammed the door shut.

"Kimba! You don't just shut the door on them like that" She goes the open the door back up, but I grab her hand quickly - pulling her away from the grand entrance and drag her into the font room.

"I don't care about them! I just care about you.. And right now I just want to watch a film and hold you. Because if I don't, I'll just end up crying .. So please can you take my mind off them? I don't want to talk about them anymore" Her face softens, my lower lip quivers. Of course I'm sad, my parents don't accept our relationship and sadly - I'm not surprised.

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Cheryl's POV

I look up at her for the tenth time this afternoon. She's practically forced us to lay on top of her with a film being played. She's not watching the film, she's not even in the same room as me right now. She's lost in her own world.

"You okay?" I whisper, I don't want to startle her. She doesn't reply, she's too engrossed in her own mind. So I kiss her lips gently, getting her eyes to flutter shut at the contact.

"Please.. Don't be sad babe" I mutter against her naturally puffy lips. I don't like seeing her upset or down - I wanted to make her happy. I wanted her to feel nothing but euphoria.

"I'm not" She lies. I wasn't going to push her to talk about it, so I just kiss her. I kiss her in a tender and loving motion. My fingers rack through her hair, getting a content sigh to release her mouth during our lovesick kiss.

"They'll come around" I trail kisses to her ear and whisper sweet nothings to her.

"You're perfect and they don't know how perfect you are.. One day.. They'll come around baby. You mark me word" I place a single kiss below her ear and snuggle back into her loving arms.

"One day will never happen" She whispers. Her fingers run up my shirt and stroke my tattooed back delicately.

"You'll always have me.. Always" I look up into her sad eyes, a small spark of love ignites in them and she's trying to smile - but it's no use. She's sad, angry and vulnerable that her parents don't approve of this love.

"That's all I really need" Her voice cracks. She was soon going to cry, and I would hold her until the very last tear that slipped through those beautiful majestic eyes that have put me under their spell.