Back in time to see the king

WAS I JUST A FLING

Your show which is in 5 a girl said from outside Elvis dressing room door . Tell them to give me 2 more hours Elvis said from the other side. I immediately push him off of me.

Who the hell was that Elvis I say backing away from him. It is my ex girlfriend who won't leave me alone. Well ok I say. Elvis stares down at me while I'm fixing his outfit . I feel someone's eyes burning into me.

I look up to see Elvis looking up at me. Wow this is every girls dream I say silently. Well Elv- there was a sudden knock at the door. Excuse me little mama let me take this real quick. I feel heat go to my cheeks.

Your on in 2. Shit Elvis mutters well just give me like 15 seconds. Elvis closes the door and walks back to me. He corners me and lifts my chin up. Can I kiss you doll. Yes I whisper looking down.

Elvis lifts up my chin again. Baby use your words. Yes I say louder. Elvis smiles and leans over and kisses me. Elvis immediately stops and runs over guitar  and runs out of the room in a flash.

I walk out of the room and take my seat . Elvis walks onto the stage with a big smile. Elvis gets in formation and starts to sing Jailhouse Rock. As all the girls are screaming most even shrieking and throwing there bras at him.

I leave the stage feeling jealous at all the beautiful girls I saw. Elvis can be happy with those hot Barbie dolls. I go up to the bathroom and look at myself I point  out every single thing I thing that is wrong with me.

I start to cry listing what's wrong with me all the way down to my toes. I hear Elvis coming up the stairs. Hey where's Y/n he says jogging up the stairs. I here I girls voice soon after. Elvis don't worry about her she says.

I hear Elvis open his dressing room door. And the girls giggles. I start sobbing my Mascara rolling down my face with my tears. I look up at myself in the mirror and wipe away the mascara mixed with my tears.

I walk out the bathroom walking down stairs. Shit I mutter my Keys are in Elvis's dressing room. I slam my hand onto my head making a slapping noise. I walk back up the stairs and open the door.

I look to see Elvis and the other girl touching each other. Elvis looks at me with sorrow in his eyes. I spot my keys and run over to them. I start to run out of the room feeling tears and mascara roll down my face .

Elvis catches my hand and pulls it towards him. I slap him making him let go. I run out of the room hearing Elvis's shoes behind me . I run out of the theater crying . Elvis catches up with me and stops me. I hit his tanned chest. Yelling, WAS I JUST A FLING ELVIS.

No he says tears streaming down his face. THEN WHAT AM I . I love you he says looking at me his eyes all red. I chuckle while crying you SON OF A BITCH. I push Elvis off of me.

Elvis starts to sob. I'm sorry baby. DONT FUCKING CALL ME BABY FIND SOMEONE ELSE BETTER THAN ME. Elvis gets up and hugs me. In so much rage and anger I slap him so he can let go.

I slapped him so hard he lost some of his balance . I don't wanna ever see you again I say pointing my finger at him. I suddenly feel bad but after that scene I'd seem like a coward to go back after that.