She- Elvis Presley x ps! Reader

Dont let me go

The song enhances the emotion so yeah and some lines from it are used here lol love you-Kai

You woke up to Elvis still wrapping his arms around your thighs is head moved to the side so he could watch the tv. You smile at him and rub his back. "Mornin' chop" he smiles moving his head to look up at you. "Morning E" you say with a smile. He lets go of you and stands up. You do to walking over to him. You smile at him which he returns but the sadness in his eyes is so heart wenching. You just wanted to hug him. You did just that, wrapping your arms around his neck and hold him as he slowly starts to cry again in your shoulder. "Elvis..you can find someone else" you say as you pull slightly away from him so you can look him in the face. You look in his eyes then look to his lips. You connected your lips and he pushed you off lightly. "What the fuck?" He says with a frown, you look at him as your face fell. "Im in distress and ya wanna fuck me?" He asks a large frown on his face. "What? No. Elvis, I love you I wouldn't do that-" you were quick to be cut off by him "well I don't love you, god i should have never chose you over scilla'" he says running a hand through his hair, he paces away from you. "Get out. Get out of my god damn house" he says not even facing you, you were on the verge of tears but the emotion Elvis was going through didn't need another thing added to it so you held it in till you got to your car.

Tears strung down your face as you started your car, rolling up the tented windows so the fans couldn't see you in this state when you pull out of the drive way. You should have never told him that, you should have kept it to yourself or waited but you wanted to make him feel better and you didn't know how to do that, so you told him how you feel, i know it sounds stupid but you just didn't know what to do. Once you got home you set your keys up, you've embarrassed yourself. You couldn't possibly do anything in public after that, what if you run into one of the guys and Elvis told them what happened what if you see Elvis, you couldn't possibly face any of them. So for the first week and a half after that you stayed in your house, he probably told Vernon about the fight because he hasn't called you asking if you were okay or anything. In fact none of them made a effort to talk to you probably told by Elvis not too. Your sleep schedule the past few days have been so out of wack. You were tired of feeling alone. You hated being away from him now more than ever, he has a Vegas trip coming up and it pained you that he'll be so far away. With the promise to yourself not to go out in public you didn't, you just stayed home and cried, you could barely get up at all, you hardly ate, you hardly did anything, the whole situation sending you in a depressive episode.

A knock came from your door and with a groan you got up and answered it, Elvis. He stop there bags under his eyes and red coating them from crying. You didn't care about anything you just wrapped your arms around him, he awkwardly lays his arms around out for a few seconds before pulling them away. "No no no, please E, please d-dont let me go, please" you begged. He sighs and grabs your shoulders pushing you off him, it completely broke you, it broke him but he wasn't going to cave in. "I came to give ya your last check" he says holding a envelope to you. You shakily grab it and he walks away. You watch hopelessly as he does, nothing you could do to stop him, he was angry at you and if Elvis is angry at someone then he won't talk to them for a while. You just gulped down your sorrow and went back inside.

Weeks after you still weren't over what happened but you started going out, you found yourself a boyfriend and everything was going sorta smooth, you were out with your boyfriend at the moment, his name was Chris, he was nice just not Elvis. "Do you want to go to Vegas with me tonight? Please say yes" he asked with a smile. Vegas you thought. "Uhm Chris.." you trail off looking at his puppy dog eyes, you were a sucker for puppy dog eyes so you sighed and nodded. He excitedly got up and smiled. "Yes!" He says. Tonight? You asked yourself frowning. "Let's go home get you packed we leave real soon I have a surprise for you when we get there!" He says grabbing your hand and tugging you out of the restaurant.

Once you got home he helped you pack and he meant soon because when you were done you were taken to the airport, then escorted to a plane, it was all so fast you couldn't comprehend it, he was wealthy and had his own jet so that's what you were put on to, you sat back in your seat holding his hand most of the flight. Till you had sex everywhere you could to pass the time, now chris wasn't bad he was just..small. A man with money and big dick energy but he didn't live up to those expectations, which is okay but you wanted to be pleased, Elvis pleased you just by rubbing up against you and you're not sure how but he did.

Once you got to Vegas you went to the hotel and Chris immediately laid down. "I got tickets to watch Elvis Presley tonight but i don't think I can make it go without me baby I may get there later" he say's holding you a ticket. You froze for a second but grabbed the ticket as to not raise any suspicions seeing as he didn't know about Elvis, you look at the time and you had a hour to get ready, you weren't going to pass it up since he spent money on them but you were terrified. You spent the hour getting ready and made your way downstairs to the stage hall. Yes you were in the international. You're escorted to your seat and bite your lip as you are sat up front.

You sat there waiting for him to come out. Jerry pokes his head out and scans the crowd his eyes landing on you and widening. You look down embarrassed as you caught his eye. Jerry pulls his head back in and looks at Elvis who's about to throw himself up the stairs and go on stage. He debates on telling him but opts not too. Elvis throws himself on the stage and struts to the mic with a smirk his tongue rolling on his k-nines. You look at him mesmerized. His eyes caught yours and his smile flutters for a second, but he covers it by starting the concert, you watched as he kissed on multiple girls and your heart hurt. Chris patted your shoulder as he slid in by you kissing your shoulder and neck. Elvis looked over just in time and you say his eyebrow twitch in anger. As the concert closed Chris was ready to take you again but behind the curtain they had different plans. "GET HER IN MY DRESSING ROOM NOW! SHES NOT EVEN 'POSED TO BE HERE" Elvis yells before he storms off, Jerry's sent off to you and just as you and Chris were about to leave Jerry grabs your arm. "E's mad, come with me he wants you" Jerry says making Chris confused but you left with Jerry with no question.

Once you arrived in the dress room you knew you were in for a ass chewing, Elvis was leaning on his hands looking in his vanity mirror as you walked in in anger very evident. "Why are ya here? You're 'posed to be back at Memphis leaving me behind like Scilla' did" he spits calmly leaning up and turning around to face you. "Elvis I didn't want to leave you behind, you're the one who pushed me away when I tried to get you to stay" you say, tears in your eyes, he's dealing with so much and you didn't think about his perspective of everything.

He sighs and leans against the vanity crossing his arms, you walk over to him wrap your arms around him, he uncrossed his arms and wrapped them around you, "I'm tired of bein' alone y/n." He says. "Then don't let me go..I'm tired of it too" you reply rubbing his back "ya got a boyfriend" you nod and sigh "doesn't mean I'm not lonely..Elvis you have no clue what i would do for you, if that means leaving Chris..I'll leave him." You say pulling away from him slightly, and smiling at him. "Don't let me go okay?" You say he nods with a small smile. "I'm tired of sleeping' alone" he laughs. You shake your head and tug him back into your tight embrace.

"Can we go back to how we were?" He asks making you sigh. "E..i don't think that's such a good idea..I'll be by your side but I'm not gonna put myself through that when it's a one sided love" you say, he nods in understanding before kissing your cheek. "Okay." He says simply before just taking in the hug. You were truly in love with man, he was like heaven and hell in a tangled up bow. Confusing and complex but simple and ordinary like a painting you seen in a art museum with him once. No.4 by mark rothko. A simple gray square in a dark red rectangle. But the complexity behind it would blow a persons mind.

The two of you stayed in each other's arms for close to a hour till Jerry came in telling you that Chris is asking about you. You pull away from Elvis only for him to grab your jeans and walk with you to where Chris is. "Hey baby" he says looking down at yours and Elvis's hands. "Hey..I'm not going to make it back to the hotel tonight..Elvis needs help with some things" you say making Chris frown but he trusted you so he gave a nod and kissed you before heading to your shared room.
You walk with Elvis to his suite and sit with him on the couch, Elvis was being abnormally clingy but you wrote it off as him being lonely.
Elvis laid down laying his head on your legs. Silently and drifts off to sleep.

Hope you guys liked this one
-Kai
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