You're my English Rose - Elvis Presley

Chapter 3

“I've decided to stay in London for a couple more days”, I said trying to sound as casual as I could to my mum on the other line. “What do you mean Rose?” My mum asked sounding confused and slightly worried. How could I explain what has happen in the last 12 hours, that I am currently sat in Elvis Presley's hotel room and would be staying there for the next couple of days without sounding like a mad person.

Me: Well.....I'm going to be staying with Elvis

Mum: Rose?

Me: Yes?

Mum: What do you mean Rose, that your going to be staying with Elvis?

Me: Well just like I said Mum I'm going to stay with Elvis

Mum: What Elvis do you know Rose?

Me: Elvis Presley

There were a few moments of silence until my mum spoke again.

Mum: Rose are you ok?

Me: I'm fine Mum, I promise, I was just calling you to tell you that I will home in a couple of days

Mum: I'm not understanding, why are you staying with Elvis Presley?

Me: Well.....

Before I could finish, I felt a tap on my arm, I looked up and Elvis was stood over me with a smile on his face, “Everything ok?” he mouthed. I shrugged before holding my hand over the mouth-piece, “She's not quite grasping what I'm telling her, which is no surprise”, I smile back. “Can I talk to her?” He asks with a smile, I nod and pass him the telephone. “Hello Ma, I'm Elvis Presley”, with his southern accent I would love to see my mums reaction right now.

Elvis stayed on the phone to my mum for the next 15 minutes, I watched as he had the conversation, his beautiful full lips turned up in a smile the whole way. I took the chance to really look round the hotel room, it was a huge room, with a king-size bed and a bar of its own. It hadn't hit me yet that I was actually going to spending the next 48 hours with Elvis. Lacey was going to be staying as well, but she seem to be hitting it off with Red and haven't seen her for the past hour.

When he finished he put the phone down, I figured I would have to speak to my mum again to reassure her, but it seemed that I didn't. He held his arms open to me until I fell into them, “Your mother seems like a lovely woman”, he said with a perfect smile, “She is......what did she say....am I allowed to stay?”, I asked with no expression on my face. “I can be quite the charmer if you believe it”, he said with a smirk, I reached up and put a stray strand of hair back in his place, “That I can believe Mr Presley”.

We spent the next couple of hours eating with Lacey, Red and a few others. My eyes were slowly closing even though I was trying my hardest to stay wide awake. Elvis must have noticed as he leaned over and whispered, “You ready for bed doll?”, I wanted more than anything to say no just so that I could spend more time with him, but my body decided to give in and nod. “Well guys, its been a pleasure tonight but this little one is tired, be ready for the morning guys”, with that he stood up and held his hand out for me to follow. We both bid everyone goodnight and left the room to enter Elvis' hotel room.

Elvis gave me a pair of space pyjamas he had in his draw, and within 10 minutes of us both entering his hotel room, I was cuddled into the side of him, his hand softly stroking up and down my back which results in shivers down my spine. “You know what's ironic doll?”, he spoke softly. “Hmm”, was all I could muster, he kissed the top of my head before answering, “I called you little one, but your nearly as tall as me”, he softly laughed. I lean up in bed looking down at him, “Are you mocking me Presley?”, I say with a smirk on my face, this caused him to laugh some more. “Never would I mock such a beautiful woman”, and with that he pulled me down to his lips, his mouth fitted mine so perfectly, I opened my mouth for him and instantly our tongues connected causing the passion to explode around us. I vowed in this moment that I would never leave this kiss......this man.