Hope For The Worst

Chapter 7

The doorbell rang and Kris called me.

"Ella! Elvis is here"

My heart skipped a beat as I walked downstairs to get the door. Kris had done really well, my hair was packed into one, downwards, mg edges and frontals were done, the 'BOSS' hair clips laid perfectly well at the two sides of my hair and my whole hair shone. I'm not a heavy make up person so Kris applied a very light make up to my face and a nude lipstick which she glossed. I was ready to go.
But still I felt nervous but I didn't know why. I got downstairs and looked at Kris.

"How do I look?"

I asked her with a worried look. She held my face and looked at me.

"You look gorgeous babe.... Trust me"

I hugged her.

"Thank you so much Kris you're the best"

"Oh don't mention it. Now go have fun, Elvis is outside the door"

She took me to the door and I opened it. I saw Elvis in a white hoodie and a black Jean that fitted him perfectly. His usual three in one neckpiece on his neck and a white Balenciaga boots.
I just stared or should I say mesmerized? He looked so hot. I had never seen him dressed like this before, he looked at me and opened his arms for a hug. I simply stepped into them, inhaling the sexy strong smell of his cologne.

"You're so beautiful"

He whispered into my right ear. I smiled. Butterflies beginning to arise with the way he said this.

"You look amazing yourself"

I said back .

"Umm cough cough.... I'm still here"

Kris said and I laughed and stepped back.

"Elvis say hi to my best friend, Kris"

"Nice to finally get to see you Kris"

Kris stepped forward and brought her hands forward for a handshake, he collected them.

"It's a pleasure"

She said with a smile.

He took his eyes off Kris and scrolled up and down my body, he probably felt the same way I felt but his eyes on me gave me butterflies in my belly, I looked away like a kindergarten shy girl.

"Shall we?"

He finally said.

"Sure"

I said and interlocked my hands in his, holding my yellow clutch in the other.

"Bye Kris"

I said.

"Bye Kris"

Elvis said too.

"Byee, have fun"

She said and went back inside, locking the door.
Elvis led me to his car and opened the door for me and I gracefully slid into the car and he closed it and turned around the other and sat down.
His car scented like something familiar.... something I like or what.... no, something I love. Yes his car scented exactly the way my hair shampoo and soap did, like fresh sweet lemons. Jeez I could die for this scent, it was too good.

"You like lemons?"

I finally asked him. I couldn't stop myself.

"I love them"

He said and looked at me.

"No way , I do too"

I said.