Austin Butler imagines💙

Circus (E.P)

THIS SHORT STORY IS BASED ON THE SCENE IN 'ELVIS', WHEN HE IS AT THE CIRCUS/CARNIVAL

Summary: you and some friends are in a mirror maze when you get lost, and run into a very handsome boy....
(You can imagine this as Austin as Elvis or Elvis, it's up to you.)

You're at the circus with your friends. You were having fun, but you hate rides and attractions. They scare you.

"The mirror maze y'all! Let's go in!" One of your friends yells, and your group rush into a mirror maze all at once. It's empty in there except from another group of mostly guys.

One guy, specifically stood out. He had black hair, gelled, with a few strands falling to his forehead, and the most capturing blue eyes.

"Y/n! Don't you dare leave me!" One of your friend chuckles, taking ahold of the bag that hung around your shoulder.
"Me, leave you!? I'm terrified myself!" You yelp, giggling.
"WOOH!" One of your friends yells in their sweet southern accent.

You were the loudest people in there, it was embarrassing.

You and your friend get split off from the group.

Your friend let go of your bag for second and you loose her too.

"Shit," you mutter

You hear your friends faintly yelling and laughing.

You had a massive fear of mirror mazes so you had no clue why you had gone in anyway. It was a stupid idea, and you were terrified all alone.

You reach into your bag looking for chapstick slowly walking forward.

You get way to distracted by rummaging around in your bag, but when you bump into something you look up.

At first you thought it was a mirror but you look up and the boy that stood out to you is stood before you, looking down, his blue eyes flicking between yours.

that was entirely your fault for not watching where you were going.

"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." He stopped.
"No, im sorry." You apologise
"You lost too..?" He asked

You look around.

"Well, yeah." You shrugged "my friends dragged me in here, but I'm usually scared of mirror mazes."
"That so, huh? I was thinkin' that no pretty girl like you should be walking round here on your own." He says, smiling at you.

You blush, and smile back.

"Well, that's real kind of you." You hide your blushing cheeks away from him.

He licks his lips seductively.

"Should we try find our way out then sweetheart?" He asked, sneakily getting his arm around you.
"Yeah, okay." You said.

You eventually find the way out with him.

"So what's your name, darlin'?" He asked
"I'm y/n."
"Y/n, holy, what a pretty name." He looks down at you. "Well, I'm Elvis."
"Hiya Elvis." You say
"Hiya darlin'." He replied

His words made you so happy and all he had to do was speak, he was amazing at flirting, he made you blush like crazy, even though you just me him.

He holds your hand and takes you to the line of the ferris wheel.

"Oh no, I'm scared of heights." You tell him, looking at the height of the wheel before you.
"Hey, hey it's fine." He rubs his hand up and down your back.
"Oh lord." You breathe out under your breathe as you get in the carriage.

You get worried as it goes up.

He stands up

"Elvis what're you doing get down!" You laugh

He sits over the other side, next to you.

He pulls you in, patting your hip as if to move it next to him. You nervously do so. He clearly wasn't shy.

You peer out the side of the carriage.
It's very high.

You sit back and rest your head on his shoulder.
He puts his head ontop of yours.

Even though you had just met him, you felt so inlove with him. So safe, like nobody else mattered.

"Elvis?" You say
"Yeah?" He replied
"I, I know we just met but I like you." You stutter
"Oh you do?" He grins

You nod.

"Well your just lucky I like you too then." He said, just as your lips met.