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The Girl of My Best Friend: Chapter 2

Word Count: 2,287

Writers Note: This idea came to me from a video and a song

Warning: None

Pairing: POC OC x Elvis

Plot: July 1956 Biloxi Mississippi Elvis and June invite Cecelia and Red West to a nice summer vacation. Still, things go left when Cecelia can't sleep and Elvis can't stop thinking of Cecelia.

Chapter: 1 Chapter: 2

Taglist

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@richardslady121

@thegettingbyp2

@presleyenterprise

@dkayfixates

@rjmartin11

@thetaoofzoe

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@zayurir

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@elvismylove04

@pocketfulofpresley

@elvispresley1956

@poeandmoonknightgirl

July 1956 Biloxi, Mississippi

"HOW DARE YOU!" Cecelia Rolled her eyes. Cecelia would never, she thought about it, but she adored Red. Red rolled his eyes at her reaction. He knew the truth, and Red wanted her to say it.

"Okay, so tell me, are you two sleeping together? Or not ?"He asked again as she sighed, "Red, no..." She sighed, looking at him,

"You're lying..." Red said, narrowing his eyes,

"Red, I've only slept with you this vacation!" She sighed, "Look, you're not fooling me, Cece," Red groaned, "You and Elvis are doing something..." He glared at her as she grabbed a towel, "Like what..." She glanced at him as he laughed, "I see how he looks at you. And how tonight suddenly you're cold and shivering, and he's got his arms around you. So tell me the truth." Red looked at him, "Are you sleeping with him?"

"I'm not sleeping with him!" She growled,

"Alright, I believe you..." He smiled,

"Whatever, I'm going to take a shower..." She mumbled. Walking out, she bumped into Elvis, who was wrapped in a towel, fresh shower water on his skin, "Sorry..." She looked up at him as he laughed, "Naw, I was in the way," He smiled as he winked at her. Cecelia's eyes trailed down his body as he blushed. He watched her bite her lip slowly, but she didn't notice. Elvis's eyes wander down her bathing suit-damped body as she closed the door, "Good night, Mr. Presley..."

"G-Good night, Ms. Valmos," He smiled,

"There you are!" June saw him as he kissed her, "Hey sweetheart!" He smiled as he chuckled,

"Coming to bed?"

"Of course..."

The next morning, Elvis and Red were out, shooting a rifle as Cecelia and June watched, the two chattering about their nights. Elvis's arm was stretched, pointing to the rifle, and looking down the site, he was concentrating hard. Shooting the bullseye that Red was holding, he could see that both girls were impressed, fixing his hair. He smirked, "See, I told you I know how to handle guns." He said as he handed the rifle to Red, "You looked so good, baby." June smiled as Cecelia looked at Red,

"Can I try..." Cecelia asked,

"Sure," Red smiled. He handed the rifle to her, "But be safe, okay, keep it pointed down,"

"I'm not sure..."

"I mean, what if you get hurt?" Elvis said. He was worried something would happen, "Then show me how to use it. If you're so worried..." She rolled her eyes. Cecelia knew her way around a gun. But she supposed she'd let Elvis take it away.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Elvis, show her!" June smirked. Cecelia blushed as she felt him close behind her. He took notice that she was blushing a bit, but he was getting the same feelings that she was. "Okay, so hand here and..." She felt his hand on her hip, his other on the rifle. His breath was on her neck, and she was losing concentration. She wanted to press further against him, but she knew not to.

"I'm ready to shoot,"

"Okay..." He said, watching her aim as she was ready to fire her weapon. He then picked up the Target as he signaled for her to shoot. Cecelia shot in the middle of the target, and June and Red were impressed.

"That was amazing!" Elvis smiled as she felt him pick her up and twirl her around, "I'm so proud of you!"

"It's not my first time with a gun!" She laughed,

"Oh really?" He chuckled, still holding her as Red cleared his throat,

"Yes..."

Red scoffed as Elvis looked over at him, "Yes Red..." Elvis knew that his good friend had a feeling something was going on, "Cece, can we talk..." Elvis couldn't help it, he wanted Cecelia in his arms, even if it meant making his best friend mad. June noticed, but she also knew they were friends and that he loved her entirely.

"Red what's gotten into you!" Cecelia sighed,

"Nothing," He said, but his tone made it clear, that his suspicions were true,

"Why are you being so hostile!"

"I'm not being hostile..." He crossed his arms over his chest,

"Is this about me laughing at Elvis's joke during breakfast..."

"No, it's not just that..." He sighed,

"Then what is it..." She whispered, "Are you not having a good time baby?" She touched his cheek as he sighed, "Don't worry about it..." He began walking away, Cecelia was perched by a tree alone as Elvis walked towards her. June had gone to run a few errands for dinner with her mother, "I feel stupid..." Cecelia teared up. Taking her face, he wiped her tears away,

"Why would you say that..."

"Am I neglecting Red..."

"A little,"

"I need to make it up to him..." She ran off toward Red. Red had been sitting down as she walked in, "You... me right now..." She said as he gulped, "Cece..." He pulled her close as he kissed down her neck. Her eyes fluttered, and her voice was breathy as she bit her lip,

"Mhmm~"

"You like that, Cece..."

"Oh, Elvis, yes~" She moaned as she could only think to herself, Oh shit, "I-I mean Red." She tried to clear it up. But the way she let out his name had Red feeling extra insecure, and it only confirmed his worries about her thinking about Elvis. Though he tried to continue kissing her, the thoughts still crept into his head, but he wanted to believe he was enough for her. And that she wasn't picturing Elvis when they were in their most intimate throws. "What's wrong?" She asked, looking up at him. Her round eyes were innocent and sweet.

"Nothing Cece."

"Red..."

"Look, I just can't help but worry that you're thinking of Elvis instead of me..."

"Red... No, I, not at all..." She cradled his face as her bra strap was hanging over her shoulder. Red wanted to believe her, but she was making it so hard, not to mention how close he had pressed against her earlier. As he continued, he was hoping the little voice in his head would fall to silence until she said,

"Don't stop Elvis... I mean Red. I-I need to go..."

Red couldn't help but feel hurt and insecure. She was sitting here longing for his best friend! He wasn't surprised that she was running out. She was probably going to get her fix with Elvis.

"Sure, I'll be here when you get back..." Red turned from her,

"Red..." She ran to his side, "I love I swear it..." she kissed him tenderly.

"I love you too, go get what you need..."

Cecelia took the keys to her rental car and drove til she was plum out of gas. Looking at where she was, she was in Tupelo, Cecelia sat in the car as she cried and screamed and lay awake wondering who she truly loved, in her mind, she always thought she'd end up with Elvis, but then she met Red and they had hit off, but now her feelings weren't so strong for Red, though were they ever from the start?

June had heard when Cecelia had taken off, she then saw Elvis walk in from his late walk, something he did to try to get himself somewhat tired, "I think your friend left... is she okay?" She asked as Elvis looked up like a deer in headlights. Something wasn't right, usually, she'd tell him about these things, and the fact she didn't made him feel hurt about the whole thing. "Did she say anything?" Elvis asked as June shrugged, "I heard her screamin a bit and then she said something about clearin' her head." June sighed looking at him, "If you need to find her. I understand." June took his hands and kissed them, "She's your friend and you love her dearly, like a sister." He did love her, but not like that.

"Yeah, you're right," He peppered kisses over her face as he grabbed his keys,

"I'm gonna go look for her."

"Be safe baby." She kissed his cheek When Elvis left, his mind began to race. He had thought about what he would say to her and how he would try to make her understand that what she did was horrifying. As he turned on the radio he heard wind that a pink Ford landed in Tupelo and that was how he knew that Cecelia was there. As Elvis drove into town, a sense of dread started to creep into his mind. The fact that Cecelia drove four hours and landed in his hometown wasn't ironic it was on purpose. Though Tupelo was an unfamiliar place for one to come to clear their head, then he realized that she was here hoping he'd find her. When Cecelia saw his pink Cadillac she turned her back away from him,

"Elvis... I don't need you to save me...I-I'm fine!" Hiding her tears from him. He recognized her voice, and the fact that she was trying to hide from him broke him. When he got out of the car and walked behind her, he gently put his hand on her shoulder, "Sweetheart... Tell me what's wrong." He leaned closer toward her hoping she'd open up,

"Don't call me sweetheart..."

Elvis was hit hard by her response, the way she said it was like she didn't want him near her. He'd called her sweetheart in the past, but he knew something was off, and something serious between them was off,

"Okay... Fine I won't call you that," He sighed, "But can you tell me what's wrong?"

" I MOANED OUT YOUR NAME INSTEAD OF RED'S AND HE HATES ME!" Cecelia teared up again as Elvis sighed, he was shocked that she did that, but it made him wonder if they were friends or did she have feelings for him,

"So Red's upset 'cause you said my name?"

"Yes..."

"And now you're torn between him and me?" He asked,

"I needed to clear my head okay..." Elvis laughed knowing she was avoiding the question, "Yeah, I know, but you drove to Tupelo, and you called out my name so..."

"I know... I know..." She hugged him, soaking his shirt with her tears. He held her close to his body wondering if he should hold her close and kiss her forehead, to tell her that he loved her and everything would be alright, but then there was Red, he'd be devastated, but he had to know if she felt the same.

"Look, I know we're four hours away from Biloxi... I'm conflicted and confused, and I-I know we're best friends, and you love June, you should she's a great girl, I love Red, and I feel like I'm lying when I say it..." She sighed. At first, Elvis felt some relief as she was talking to him and hoping she was going to say she was choosing Him over Red, but then she continued and he felt his heart sink as he heard her say that she was conflicted, "And you what..."

"Nothing Elvis..." She tried to walk away,

"No Cece, there's something you're not telling me..." He pulled her close to him, their mere breath colliding together.

"LIKE WHAT... When you kiss June or hold her I wish it were me! Or when I try makin' love to Red I wish it were you." She laughed, "ELVIS YOU! YOU'RE A DISEASE YOU- YOU FLOOD MY SENSES... And you drive me crazy... like no one else can do..." She grabbed his face as he pulled her tighter. He didn't know how to respond, but he knew he was overjoyed,

"So do you feel that way about me?"

"Elvis Aaron Presley..."

"Yeah..."

"You drive me up a wall..."

"And you drive me through the roof..." He smiled, Pulling her closer as he smiled, "Do you want me..." He asked as she was playing with his cowlick, "Every day..." She giggled,

"So let's stop denying, and stop pretending we don't have a thing for each other..."

"What about June and Red..." Cecelia sighed. Elvis had to admit he had to think about that one, "Well... We can figure that out tomorrow but in the meantime, tonight is about us." He kissed her hand,

"Wanna show me around your hometown... In your snazzy little Cadillac..." She asked, Cecelia had been to Tupelo as a friend, but never had she visited as a lover.

"Sure, and maybe there's a special tour." He smirked as she laughed, ran to the car he got in, and opened her door, Cecelia had then snuggled up to him in his car, the radio playing soft and sweet melodies as she looked up at him, his hand was on her thigh as she smiled softly at him,

"That's the library right... I know you loved that place."

"Yeah, I used to go and read as many books as I wanted," He laughed, "It was like my haven, that and church." He chuckled as Cecelia smiled, "Amen to that," She grinned as he kept driving around, he had pointed about and showed her a few more places as she listened to him, "That movie theatre... I must've gotten kicked out a million times as a kid..."

"Whys that..."

"Crossin the segregation line..."

"Seems you're still crossin' 'em." She winked as he ruffled up her hair playfully, "Yeah, I guess so, music breaks so many barriers and..." He smiled, "It speaks when words can't." He said as She nodded,

"Such a poet..."

"Thanks, honey, say can I show a place that's real dear to me..."

"Of course..."

"Promise not to judge it?"

"I promise."

Chapter 3?

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aliypop · 6 days

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The Girl of My Best Friend

Word Count: 2,793

Writers Note: This idea came to me from a video and a song

Warning: None

Pairing: POC OC x Elvis

Plot: July 1956 Biloxi Mississippi Elvis and June invite Cecelia and Red West to a nice summer vacation. Still, things go left when Cecelia can't sleep and Elvis can't stop thinking of Cecelia.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Taglist

@darkmoviesquotespizza

@sissylittlefeather

@richardslady121

@thegettingbyp2

@presleyenterprise

@dkayfixates

@rjmartin11

@thetaoofzoe

@your-nanas-house

@zayurir

@60svintage

@sillybookmarks

@leapresley

@everythingelvispresley

@dreamondina94

@elvismylove04

@pocketfulofpresley

@elvispresley1956

@poeandmoonknightgirl

July 1956 Biloxi, Mississippi

"Cece, we're not listenin to me on the radio!" Elvis groaned. "Okay, then we'll listen to..." She flipped the station as Elvis heard her singing Why Do Fools Fall in Love, "Elvis Aaron Presley, you change that darned thing now!" She said with gritted teeth. Red was in the back sleep as the two kept fighting over the radio,

"Pat Boone?"

"Elvis, I'd shoot myself in the head before I listen to Boone..." The two laughed as they finally settled on "Ready, Teddy?"

"Now we're talkin'," Elvis smirked as he kept his eyes on the road. Cecelia had been looking out the window as she smiled, taking a whiff of the Mississippi air. It had been a while since she had a vacation, and with her rising fame along with Elvis, it was hard, but with some convincing, her mother agreed. Driving through Tupelo, Cecelia pointed out the different Landmarks she remembered Elvis ranting about, "That's the hardware store, right?" She asked as Elvis nodded,

"Mhmm and my mama used to work right over there..." He smiled,

"And... That's the library." She grinned,

"And over there is the Jr. High," He winked, "Hey, I bet you're the same size too from Jr. High," Elvis said as Cecelia rolled her eyes,

"I will push you out of this car..." She mumbled,

"What was that?"

"It seems we're not too far..." Biloxi was only four hours away, and as Cecelia chatted up a storm, she could slowly feel her social engine revving out, yawning as she began to nod off in mid-conversation, "And then... the pineapple said to the p-p-pickle..."

"Cece, are you okay?"

"Mhmm, as I was saying, the cat then..." He heard her snore as her lids closed. Elvis found her cute when she got all sleepy like that, but they were friends and nothing more, and he was dating June, a girl he loved dearly, or so he thought.

When they got to Biloxi, June met Elvis at his car. Excited to see him, she kissed him as he kissed her back, "Good, you made it safely." She giggled as Elvis smiled, "Told you I would," He chuckled as Red woke up and helped with the bags, "Red." She hugged him as Cecelia woke up, "El~" Elvis turned to face her as June gasped,

"Is that..."

"Cecelia Valmos," She got out of the car, "I don't usually look this confused. I uhm woke up, which someone was supposed to tell me we made it..." Elvis blushed,

"I didn't wanna wake you..." He mumbled,

"I know," She smiled as she looked at June. She was beautiful and radiant, everything a man could want in a woman, but a pit in her stomach made her melancholic and want someone she loved so dearly. But she couldn't have.

"Would you two like to join us for dinner?" June asked,

"We'd love to." Red smiled as Cecelia sighed,

"I'm sure Cil wants to rest a little," Elvis smiled, trying to help as she nodded. Red glanced at Elvis as Cecelia took a deep breath,

"We'll get changed and meet you for dinner."

"RED WHAT WAS THAT!" Cecelia sighed as Red looked at her, "Being nice, honey," He smiled, taking her hand. Red was a nice guy, but he wasn't Elvis. "Of course..." She smiled, "That's why you're so sweet." Cecelia kissed his cheek,

"Cecelia seems nice," June smiled as Elvis tidied up for dinner, "She is, she's. Uh, my best friend." He blushed as he thought about the tour he did with her. To say that Elvis liked Cecelia was an understatement. He was in love with her, but she was Red's girl, and friends don't steal each other's girl, at least he told himself.

"You two met at the Hayride, right?"

"Right," Elvis smiled, "She was the most electrifying person I'd ever seen, and her guitar playin'," He swooned, "She's amazing," He laughed it off as June was getting a little suspicious,

"I see... Well, you look amazing tonight." She smiled, walking downstairs to the dining room.

"I hope we're not late..." Cecelia said, walking in with her hair curled and light makeup on. Elvis was speechless, but he noticed how Red was looking at her, and all he could say was, "You look good, kid." Cecelia nodded as she looked at him, "You too," Red snaked his arms around her hips as she giggled, "Sweetheart!" Red kissed her cheek as Elvis fumed with envy, "Darlin?" June smiled as Elvis broke from his gaze on Cecelia, "Right, dinner..." He sighed, sitting down. The couples chatted away as they ate, Elvis stealing a glance at Cecelia, and she'd steal one back. Cecelia had been close friends with Elvis for a while now. And Cecelia had developed feelings for him. \. She never told him how she felt. However, when he looked closely at her. It was as if he had felt the same way for her as well,

"June, Red, I need some air, if you will..." Cecelia smiled, excusing herself,

"Of course, are you okay?" June asked,

"I'm fine, I just feel a little tired," She smiled, walking out as she went through a trail of woods to catch her breath, "I'll go check on her," Elvis said as June nodded. Elvis had found her in the woods, surrounded by summer fireflies, as she huffed. He didn't want to scare her. But he did want to check on her.

"El?"

Elvis smiled as he heard her call him El. He took her hands in his as he looked into her eyes, watching the twinkle in them. "El, What are you doing..." She asked, looking away from him. "I came to check on you..." He said, still holding her hand as he began to lean in, "Elvis, I'm fine, really..." She could feel herself leaning in.

"There you two are!" June said as Elvis broke away from Cecelia. Elvis had almost crossed a line with his best friend, but there was June to anchor him back,

"I was tellin' Cece how worried I was for her."

"Yeah, he's a great friend." She chuckled,

"I see... Well, I'm going to bed if you wanna join..." June winked at Elvis as Cecelia groaned. Elvis wanted to tell Cecelia how he was feeling. But he didn't want to upset June, not during their planned vacation,

"I'll uh join ya, honey," Elvis said,

"Don't let the song bugs bite." She joked as Elvis laughed. He always did enjoy her humor, "Night, Cece," He waved, watching her walk away feeling relieved and dissatisfied. When she walked back to her room, Red was sitting there waiting for her. He didn't want to sleep until he talked to her,

"So... What's going on between you and E?"

"Nothing Red... We're just friends is all..." she smiled rolling up her hair, "Nothing more, nothing less..." Cecelia sighed as she then put on her pajamas,

"So is Cecelia okay?" June asked as Elvis was tying up his pajama pants and getting ready for bed,

"Yeah she's okay, she gets anxious sometimes and..." He sighed, "Needs air, which is odd 'cause she's so good on stage, but she's got stress an' all that."

"I see," June got into bed as Elvis snuggled up, wishing it was Cecelia, though he was content with June, or was he,

"You sure you're okay, I mean you and Elvis have been actin' weird since the car ride..."

"Red..." She sighed,

"I wanted to make sure you're okay is all..." Cecelia kissed Red as she held onto him, "Baby... I'm yours, you know that." Cecelia smiled, knowing she was thinking about his friend and not him. Red kissed her back, letting himself get lost in her embrace. Even though Cecelia had told him she was his, he still felt that she was thinking of someone else. When he looked into her eyes, he had hoped he saw a sparkle and not the emptiness of an unfulfillable void,

"What now Red..."

"I guess, I'm overthinking, I mean you and E have been close and I can't help but wonder do you think about him like most girls do?" He asked waiting for her reaction, "THERE'S NOTHING..." She snapped, "Nothing at all... I love you and I love being with you."

June was asleep, but Elvis heard her, and his heart sank, Red wanted to believe her, but he had his doubts,

"I worry I'm not enough for you..."

"You are enough, you Red-haired minx you..." She laughed, crawling on top of him,

"I promised I'd put out when we got here, so..."

"We're gonna play some house..." Red smirked, kissing her neck as she began to whimper,

"Yeah, baby..." He kissed her neck again, "Right there~" She moaned,

"Elvis, yes~"

Red was unaware she moaned his name. He knew she was enjoying their time together. Kissing her neck again, he felt her body respond to his touch. He couldn't help but notice her heavy breathing as he kept going. Elvis may have been his best friend, but he knew Elvis couldn't please Cecelia the way he thought he could. As the morning came, Cecelia and Elvis set out to town for a small adventure,

"So you and Red got a little uh... handsy huh?" Elvis asked, there was a jealous tone in his voice, but Cecelia chose to ignore it, "If you call kissin' stewing the cabbage then I guess." She laughed a little, Elvis glanced at her relaxed form as the radio played, "Well, you know Red's a great guy," Red wasn't Elvis, but he was great,

"Yeah, Elvis, I know..."

"Elvis? Somethings wrong..."

"Not it's not..." Cecelia looked away from him,

"Yeah, it is. You only call me Elvis when I'm in deep shit. Or you're stressed, so Cece..." Cecelia couldn't look at him and tell him that she was in love and wanted so badly to kiss him,

"Nothing's wrong, I assure you." Elvis took his pointer finger and cradled it under her chin to make her look at him,

"Look me in the eyes and say that then,"

"I'm fine..." She winked. Elvis laughed, knowing she was lying, but for her sake, he'd "believe" it.

"Well, we were gonna go boat ridin' if you wanna come."

"You and June?"

"Yeah..."

"I don't know, I've got songs to write and-"

"Cecelia Shanel Valmos..." He crinkled up his nose as she looked at him,

"Yes..."

"No work..." He pretended to scold her as she laughed, "Oh whatever, just come on so we can get the bait for you to go fishin'." She leaned against him as he opened her door for her,

"Thank you, El,"

"Anything for you Cece..." He took her hand and held it, the two walked around the tackle shop as she looked at the fishing gear, Cecelia had enjoyed fishing, however, it was removing the fish that creeped her out.

"Hey, Cece catch!" Opening her hands she felt something slimy and slithery in her palm as she dropped it and got grossed out,

"ELVIS!!!!"

"It's just a worm!" His infectious laughter filled up the shop,

"You know I don't like bugs!"

"You like fireflies..."

"They're pretty bugs..." She huffed,

"Mhmm..." Elvis smirked as he took her hand. Cecelia blushed at the touch as he threw another worm at her, "ELVIS STOP!!!!" She ran towards a tree outside the shop as he pinned her against it, his body pressed against hers as he had a twinkle in his eye,

"What, Cece?"

"We should go check on Red... and June," She smiled, trying to catch her breath, "Yeah, we better get back. Don't wanna leave 'em long." He smiled as he took her hand,

"And no more worms..." She mumbled, "Of course not..." He began to laugh, and as the two began to drive back, Red and June were suspicious when they had arrived back. Elvis, however, was acting as if he didn't pin you up against a tree, but Cecelia couldn't stop thinking about how close they were. Or his fragrance and how the sweat on his nose was dropping perfectly on his top lip.

"Red!" Cecelia blushed as he looked over,

"Did somethin' happen while you two were away?" Red asked,

"What, no! Elvis chased me with a worm, is all," She chuckled as he nodded, "Yeah, that sounds like E, but it's a worm. Why was he chasing you?"

"He thought it was funny," She shrugged, tying her shirt up, and rolling her jeans up.

"Doesn't explain why you're all red in the face, though," He smirked, "You were blushing when you walked up..."

"Red... It's hot and sunny, and I've got some Cherokee in me, so ..." She sighed, walking down towards the lake. "Yeah, the sun is hot today." He kept walking.

Elvis was sitting by the lake as June approached him. He had been thinking about earlier with Cecelia, but he soon stopped when he heard June ask, "Are you okay?" she sat next to him, his sailor hat on her head, "Yeah... I'm fine, just thinkin..." He responded, trying to play it cool.

"About?"

"Nothing... Just things I got to figure out..." He said, putting a worm on the pole, "Well, I see Cece and Red are heading down," She smiled, seeing them laughing and being playful, Elvis had begun to look away as he noticed her mid-drift showing from under her tied shirt, his mind was replaying how he had pinned her up against a tree, his heart racing as he heard, "You ready El!" She smirked as he grabbed his and June's pole to where they'd be fishing,

As they began to fish, Cecelia felt something tugging on her pole as she tried to reel it in. As Red tried to come to her recuse, in came Elvis "Got somethin' I see?" His hand reached for her waist as he helped her reel it in, she could smell the sweat and see the tan forming on his skin as she bit her lip,

"Thanks..."

"No problem, look at the size of that thing Red! June! Look at it!" He exclaimed the two came over to look as he stopped to glance at her mid-drift, "Mhmm... My eyes are up here..." She mumbled as he blushed,

"ELVIS!" June called for him to come over, Elvis grumbled a little as Cecelia laughed,

"Go talk to your girlfriend..." Cecelia smirked as she walked to Red, Red smiled back, he could tell something was going on from the way she looked at him, but then again it was hot and he was sweaty,

"Say we should swim, it'll cool us off."

"Right now?" Red asked, looking at June as she nodded, Cecelia smirked, "Good thing I have my bathing suit on under this!" She smiled as Red and Elvis smirked,

"Turn around..." She sighed, both she and June stripping out of their clothes, Cecelia was wearing a pink bikini June was wearing one with stripes,

"Elvis! " Cecelia laughed splashing him as June joined in, Red splashing them both back, "Take that boys against girls!" He smirked as they chuckled. When the sun began to set they got out of the lake as Red and June were walking back, Cecelia was shivering, "You poor thing, Elvis she cold. come with me to get towels," June said to Red. The moment the two had left, the moment they noticed they were alone,

"Thanks for making me take a vacation..." She walked further up.

"Of course..." Elvis smiled. He wanted to kiss her and pull her close to him, but he couldn't. He was with June, and he loved June.

"El..." She sneezed,

"You're gonna catch a cold like that," He pulled her in close for a hug, and Cecelia felt his body heat as she snuggled into it,

"You're so warm..."

"See, you two are warm..."

"RED!" Red rolled his eyes. It was obvious that something was going on, but he didn't know what. But today, they were touching and laughing and flirting. However, Red pushed it aside and came toward them.

"Well, goodnight El..." Cecelia smiled,

"Good night, Cece..."

"Red..." Cecelia said, cuddling up to him,

"What..."

"What's wrong..."

"Nothing..." He rolled his eyes at her,

"Red..."

"WHAT!"

"Nothing... Good night, I guess..."

"Wait..."

"What..." Cecelia sighed. She saw a glimpse of Elvis leaving to take a shower, "Is something going on between you and Elvis..." He asked, "The two of you are acting... Funny, and I'm noticing small things..."

"For heaven's sake, we're best friends, Red!"

"I know that. I'm not talking about being friends. I mean, are you two..."

"Are we what?"

"Have you two been... y'know..."

"Red, just say it..."

"Have you two been sleeping together..."

Should I Make Chapter 2?

#oc #fanfiction #new stuff #new #elvis presley #romance #elvis fanfiction #elvis x oc #1950s elvis #cecelia valmos #elvis x poc oc #could be a series don't know yet #red west #Spotify

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