His best friend

Chapter Thirteen

Elvis POV

March 12, 1960

Home finally, It's been a little different without mama here at Graceland. Her room has been vacant since the last time she's been here. And now daddy is with  Dee Dee, Which don't get me started on.

I help Elle get all her things out the car , since she told me she's pregnant I've been keeping more of a close eye on her now. Her belly is as big as a basketball, Even though she tells me she's only 5 months along she seems bigger.

"Elvis will you quit! I can take my shoe off myself!" Elle protested, her now swollen feet rested on the Ottoman while she layed on our white  couch.

"Look at ya! You can barley stand without almost tumblin' over, Let me help you." I replied, I gently sat her back down while pulling her tennis shoes off.

"I'm not a baby Elvis, I can perfectly take care of my self." she crossed her arms over her chest, facing the other way.

"Ya ya, Now come on so I can help you to the kitchen." I lend a hand out, She rolled her eyes as I Helped her up off the couch she stumbled a little.

"You ok?" I asked, She grabbed a hold onto my shoulder tightly.

"Just a little dizzy, I'm... I'm fine " I guided her towards the kitchen table carefully.

"Boy! Sun studios has been blowing up our phone for an hour! You better anwser before our phone bill is threw the roof!" Daddy yelled from the dinning room, Elle rolled her eyes.

"Didn't you tell them you're still on leave?" Elle questioned, Eating some peanuts on the counter.

"Apparently that doesn't seem to get through to them." I shook my head, I grabbed my hair in frustration.

"Baby, I'll be fine by myself if that's what got you all worked up." Elle rubbed my shoulders gently, kissing my neck from behind.

"I don't want you thinkin' that I don't care for you, I want to be apart of this baby's life." I told her, She sat on my lap wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Elvis, you've already done so much. Baby you're music  is you're priority too, You can't neglect it." Elle layed her head on my chest.

"I ain't neglectin' it, I just feel.... Unmotivated, everybody else has new music out every week and I can barley record a song for an hour." I rubbed my temples.

"Maybe.... You need to focus on movies? You love acting." Elle replied, Placing her hands on her belly.

"I Don't wanna do another silly movie, I'm already tired of them." I Rolled my eyes.

"Maybe.... What you need is a break?" Elle questioned, I raised a brow. "I mean you did say you wanted to spend more time with me, And I love that!"

"I dunno.... Elle I feel like you're the only one who truly understands me." I kissed the side of her jaw, Gently rubbing her thigh.

"I mean we have known each other for over 20 years." She giggled whiled I tickled the side of her belly.

"You're a little smart ass." I laughed, Kissing her gently.

"Don't get started, This is the reason why I'm pregnant!" Elle giggled again, pushing me away.

"Elvis! Are you gonna call them or do I have to?" Daddy yelled again, I waved a hand at him.

"You... I'm busy." I yelled back, Elle gently slapped me.

"No He ain't!" She yelled, Getting up from my lap.

"Why you little!" I howled, chasing after her near the back yard I Eventually caught up with her trapping her against the wall near the pool.

"What are you gonna do now?...." Elle whispered, Cupping my cheeks. I kissed her intensely, Making her smile with in the kiss.

"Im gonna go do a movie, I want you with me..." I placed my arms on her hips.

"Travelin' Pregnant.... Elvis-" But I caught her off with another kiss, Making her place her arms around my neck pushing her slightly aginast the wall.

"You've convinced me..." She smiled.