Elvis POV
Once im done on stage I quickly look for Elle, when I'm being pulled by my arm. "Oh my baby boy did so good!!!" My Mother kisses on my cheek while she congratulates me.
"Thanks Mama." I smile, i kissed her cheek while I quickly looked for Elle.
"Who you lookin' for?" My Mama questions, a hand on her hip. "Could it be Elle?" She smiles.
"Yes, Mama but it aint' what it looks like. Ive been sortta rude lately." I shrug, she wiggles a finger at me.
"Oh Elvis, now. I know you. I think someone has a little crush." She giggles. She always wanted me and Elle to end up together, but i know that aint' gonna happen.
"Gladys, quit you're smotherin' the boy." My daddy put his arms around my mom.
"Im just trying to help, you know how nervous he gets." She shrugs him off, I finally see Elle but Billy is by her side, kissing her cheek. She slightly pushes him away with a smirk.
I roll my eyes "Elvis, why don't you invite Elle to come along? We're gonna grab a bite to eat." My daddy trys to distract me.
"I don't think She wanna." I shrugg, But sure enough they both come our way, i roll my eyes once more before leaning agianst the car.
"Elle! We were just talkin' about you. We all were gonna grab a bite to eat. Why don't you come tag along? Like old times." My mama pulls her aside, billy nods he way at me and I ignore his annoying smirk.
Moments later My mama and Elle both come back, my mama nodded with smile. "I can tag along" Elle smiles, i smile back while i hold the door open for her.
Rochelle POV
I sit next to Elvis, while he truns the car on. It was awkward silence for a while. Before Elvis turned down the radio.
"Look Elle, I know I haven't been the best. But im tryin' I am. You know how I can get." Elvis says, I look towards him with a sigh.
"Elvis, I know you care for me. But you don't need to always tell me what to do." I tell him, He nods, turning the car off the side of the road. "Elvis! What are you doing! Are you crazy!" I yell at him.
He parks the car and looks directly at me before taking my face in his hands and kissing me, for a moment i didnt know what to do or how to react. So i pulled back before getting out of the car slamming the car door, before going into the night.
"Elle!" He yells, he walks around to my side stopping me. "Get in the car Elle." He pleased.
"No Elvis, I'll gladly walk." I yank my arm away before walking on the side of the road, i don't hear any movement behind me.
"Damn it Elle!" Then moments later i hear him catch up to me pulling me to the car. "Tell me what you want Elle? Everyone's telling me how i feel all the danm time. I don't even know for sure what i want half of the time. At lease you can tell me what you want."
"I don't know Elvis! I love you of course as a friend but I dont know if more." I yell getting frustrated, I fling open the car door before getting in it and slamming it. I watch him as he hits the hood of the car walking around to the drivers side.
We didn't talk for a while before he turns the car on agian, i didnt want To cry in front of him so i turn facing the window.
"Elle, I-Im sorry. I always mess things up. Im surprised I haven't messed our relationship up." He sighs. I don't even know what to say to him. Im in complete shock, of his actions.
"E-Elvis." I stutter, I cant believe im about to do this. Before he speaks I get up and smash my lips onto his, I know he's taken back because at first he doesn't kiss me but then he grabs my neck, kissing me forcefully.
I climb over the consol and onto his lap, before taking his hair into my hands. "E-Elle." He stutters, kiss his neck making sure he knows how i feel about him now. He grips onto me, trying to take my blouse off buts his hands are shaking.
I take it off for him, while he smirked "Elle, I dont know about thi-" I put my finger to his lips.
"Elvis, you asked me what I want. I want this." I smile, He shakes his head.
"I know Elle but We were supposed to meet my parent's. My mama's probley having a panic attack." He laughs, he brushes the hair from my face before kissing me gently.
"We will have time, Elle. I know it." He responds, I don't even understand all that going on right now. But I do like it.
YOU ARE READING
His best friend
FanfictionRochelle Anderson has always been Elvis's best friend, even since in diapers but when Elvis leaves to military will things get more serious between the two.