His best friend

chapter three

Rochelle POV

Moments later after i slammed the door in Elvis's face, a slight knock filled the hotel room. I pray hoping it's not Elvis, i look out the peephole and its Billy. My heart skips a beat.

"Hey." I shyly awnsered the door, his slim body leans agianst the door frame.

"Sorry for knockin' so late, i over heard You and Elvis's little brawl." He jokes, heading towards the bed.

"It ain't nothin', you shoulda seen our fight in junior high man did i think i lost him." I shake my head, remembering the fight over a boy. As i think back most of our fights end up about me being intrested in a boy.

"Hum, anyway. I-I hope everything ok?" He asks. Lighting another cigar, man he sure dose smoke.

"Everything's fine." I nod "soo, Uh is that all you came by for?" I ask. He slightly starts to wiggle getting anxious.

"Well, uh no. I-I was wondering' if you wouldn't mind me takin' you out?" He looks down, Scratching his head.

"Well Billy, I sure! I'd love to. Gee I had no idea you were smitten with me." I nudge him.

"I hide my feeling's well I guess." He shrugs, nudging me back. I smirk, my heart slightly pounds in my chest as he gets closer.

"So I'll see ya later?" He whispers against my lips. For the fist time my heart felt like this with a boy i couldn't speak, so I just nod.

He kisses my cheek, gettin' ready to leave when the door opens. "Elle I know what I said was wrong but-" Elvis bolts in, He stops dead in his tracks.

"You goin' with him now?" Elvis asks, gettin close with me. Billy nods my way, leaving the hotel.

"What's with ya Elvis? I'm old enough to make my own decisions. You don't get to control me." I bark back, I slam my door and he traps me, both hands against the wall.

"I'm just tryin' to protect you, is all. Why can't you see that." He whispers against me., he brushes my bangs from my eyes.

"Elvis, What's with you?" I question, moving from him. I grip my hair trying to grasp what's going on.

"He's no good Elle, I like him and all but I know how he treats women." Elvis sighs taking my hands in his.

"Elvis, I like him. I've never liked a boy this much before, and if he brakes my heart then so be it." I look into those blue ocean eyes.

"I just came to apologize, I don't care what you do but don't come running to me if he dose break your heart." His voice deepens with anger, as he gets up ready to leave.

"Elvi-" before I could finish the sentence the door slams.

Elvis POV

I can't believe him, I told him to leave her alone. Why dose he want her anyway he has a girl back home. After I walked out of Elle's room I walk around trying to calm my nerves until I See Billy.

I pull him aside while i push him against my hotel door. "Gee E, what's it this time?" He asks nonchalantly. Which only angers me more.

"You know! I told you don't even look at Elle. And you go ahead and ask her out?" I try to keep my voice down. But my anger always get's the best of me.

"Hey, she came on to me. Alright, i know she likes me. Anyway what's it to you? You have a thing for her now?" He asks pushing me off of him.

"Hell no, she's my best friend and if you break her heart I swear-"

"You'll what?, Come on E. Lighten a load off will you?" He smiles, he pats my back as I shrug his hand off of me.

I sit in the chair by my hotel room, my head in my hand. "Elvis?" I hear.

"Oh, Emily. Uh did you hear that?" I ask as i got up. Worry in her eyes.

"Do you have a thing for Rochelle?" She ask, I take her hands in mine.

"No, I don't actually. I have to idea what there takin' about." I reply, takin her hand and leading her into my room.

"Well it sure dose look like it." She yanks her hand away from me, she was about to leave when i turned her around and placed my lips on hers. She relaxes into me, leaning against the door.

"Would I do that if I liked her?" I ask just above a whisper. She smirks as she brings her lips to mine, she wraps her arms around my neck as we walk backwards to the bed.