Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars

Chapter 2- Thinking out loud

The team had now been back in the UK for just over a week. It had been just over a week since Georgie had rejected Elvis's declaration of love. Since then Elvis had done a bit of Facebook stalking and had found out that Georgie was due to meet Molly and Charlie at Gorilla in Manchester that evening. Elvis may have arranged to meet a couple of his old school mates there aswell. He wasn't sure when he would get the opportunity to see her again and knew he couldn't just do nothing. To be honest he was feeling pretty annoyed at Charlie-boy. He knew how Elvis felt about Georgie and could easily of invited him out with them tonight. To be fair to Charlie he probably thought Elvis was back in London but that wasn't the point. They were supposed to be best mates.

As Elvis was getting ready in his mates city central apartment that evening, he was starting to feel a little nervous, which was very unlike the usual cocky, self-assured casanova. What if Georgie already had someone back home? He thought to himself. Maybe that was why she had rejected him? Maybe they were going on a double date this evening and that was why he hadn't been invited. Elvis began to feel anxious. He'd completely fallen for Georgie and was finding it hard to breathe. After a few minutes Elvis decided he needed to pull himself together and man the fuck up, so took a big swig of his Captain Morgan's and coke and began to get ready for the night ahead.

Elvis had decided on a plain white t-shirt which showed off his muscular body and olive skin, black jeans and a smart pair of shoes. He noticed Georgie as soon as she walked through the door arm in arm with Molly, giggling away. It was lovely to see her so relaxed and happy. It was always hard coming back home from a tour and settling back into UK life again, but to Elvis she seemed a natural. After more Facebook stalking earlier in the day, Elvis had found out that Georgie and Molly had been friends for a while due to mutual medical pals. Elvis felt annoyed at first that Charles hadn't thought to introduce him to Georgie before, but then thought back to his womanising days and quickly realised why he hadn't.

As Georgie walked in, Elvis couldn't keep his eyes off her. She was stunning. Hair down, curled, high heels and a figure hugging black dress in all the right places. He'd already noticed a few male heads turning in her direction and instantly felt protective of her. She's with Charles thought Elvis.

It took Elvis until half way through the evening to even think about going over to Georgie. Luckily he hadn't been spotted by Georgie, Charlie or Molly, and he was now seriously regretting the whole Facebook stalking. It was wrong of him to spy on Georgie like this and maybe just a little creepy, but what happened next, he couldn't just leave. Molly and Charlie were all over each other on the dance floor with Georgie dancing next to them, swaying her hips a little in time to the music whilst drinking her cocktail. Some douche obviously thought his luck had changed and started to grind up against her behind. Georgie instantly looked uncomfortable with the unwanted attention she was receiving from her male admirer and quickly turned around to see him. Elvis could see Georgie was getting annoyed and cross with the male and clearly telling him to leave her alone. The guy was having none of it and just carried on trying to dance with her. With neither of the happy couple noticing Georgie's situation, Elvis had no other option. Within a split second he was out of his seat, and striding over to Georgie. Elvis immediately grabbed the guys shoulder and threw him against the wall. 'Look mate' came Elvis's stern reply 'If you go anywhere near her again I'll personally make sure you have nothing to grind again. Have some fucking respect. You understand?' Rage showing in Elvis's eyes made the guy back away quickly. Elvis was pretty sure they wouldn't be seeing him again. He turned around to 3 pairs of familiar eyes staring widely at him.

It took Georgie a few seconds to compose herself and realise what had actually just happened and who was standing in front of her. Elvis Harte. Elvis fucking Harte, looking mighty fine thought Georgie. He hadn't left her mind much over the past week which had really annoyed her. She had always had a strict no solider rule, and even now she was one herself she wasn't about to change that. The truth was, her and Elvis had grown very close during their time in Afghan. She'd told him a lot of things she hadn't even told her family. They'd discussed everything, neither one of them holding back. She felt like she'd known Elvis forever and couldn't deny their instant chemistry from day 1. There had been a lot of time waiting around during missions in Afghan which gave them lots of opportunities to get to know more about each other, and Georgie couldn't forget how Elvis had saved her life out there. They had been hiding from the Taliban and were inches from death. Elvis managed to stay cool and calm telling her they would get out of there, whilst Georgie was feeling ready to give up. She couldn't thank him enough for that. She certainly wouldn't be here today without him and his bravery.

Georgie managed to bring herself back round from her train of thoughts to the current situation she was finding herself in. Here he is again she thought. Trying to save me all over again. Well I'm not the damsel in distress type thought Georgie. 'Elvis, how lovely to see you and what a coincidence' said Georgie. She turned to her side to look at Molly and boss man who she thought must have set this up. They both looked at her blankly. Turning back to Elvis she said 'Got a few minutes?' nodding her head in the direction of the staircase. Elvis didn't dare speak, just followed her up the staircase up to the rooftop bar in total silence.

'What the fuck was that Elvis? I was handling it fine on my own. I don't need a man to sort my problems out for me' came Georgie's piercing words. Like a knife to the heart thought Elvis, although he already knew Georgie was a strong and independent women and that was partly why he liked her so much. She could hold her own, much like himself. 'What are you doing here Elvis? I thought you'd gone back home to London? Are you stalking me?' came Georgie's straight to the point questions. Elvis knew he had to be truthful with Georgie if he had any chance with her. 'I needed to see you Georgie. I haven't stopped thinking about you since we got back. I may have done a little Facebook stalking and found out you were gonna be here tonight. What I said back in Afghan was true...I've really fallen for you Georgie. I've surprised myself on this one, believe me' came Elvis's words. He laughed a little at his last words, shaking his head. He had surprised himself. He wasn't the feelings type but then he'd never met Georgie before.

Georgie wasn't quite sure what to say next. In fact she was feeling a little flattered that Elvis would come all the way up to Manchester just to catch a glimpse of her. She was pissed off by this feeling. 'Come have a drink with me' came Elvis's words. 'You can leave when you want. I'll get you home safely' and with those words Georgie sent a text to Molly to tell her she'd see her again soon.

Two hours passed by very quickly. Georgie and Elvis sat at the rooftop bar chatting and drinking away like they'd known each other for years. It may be the alcohol thought Georgie, but she had to admit Elvis looked gorgeous in white tonight. As Elvis walked Georgie home that night, they both commented on how beautiful and clear the sky looked with all the twinkling stars. When you were home from a tour you always appreciated the little things more. They arrived outside Georgie's parents house just after 3am, neither wanting to say goodbye. After a few seconds of comfortable silence, Elvis spoke 'So Miss Lane, do you believe in fate?'. Georgie thought about her answer for a few seconds, then replied 'No, no Mr Harte I do not. What I do believe in though is Facebook stalking' and with that they both laughed. Elvis really didn't want to leave without showing Georgie how he felt about her so leant in for a little kiss. Elvis was pleasantly surprised that Georgie kissed him back. Georgie reluctantly ended their embrace but knew where this could go if she allowed herself, and she couldn't allow that to happen now. As Georgie headed in the direction of her parents front door, Elvis called out 'When can I see you again?', Georgie just turned and smiled at him, 'Can I at least get your number?' came Elvis's second question. 'You'll find it' joked Georgie and walked into her parents house with a huge grin on her face, closing the door behind her. On that comment Elvis made his way back to his friend's apartment knowing Georgie was safe. Grinning the whole way home.

When he arrived into his friend's apartment the whole place was in darkness except from the glare of the television which had been left on a music channel. As Elvis made his way over to the sofa where he was due to sleep that night, he noticed that thinking out loud by Ed Sheeran was playing. As Elvis sat down listening to the lyrics:

'I'm thinking bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways,

Maybe just the touch of a hand,

Oh me, I fall in love with you every single day'

He smiled to himself. He'd completely fallen for Georgie and that was for sure.

'Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars'

He rubbed his thumb over his lips remembering his and Georgie's first kiss just a few minutes earlier.

'Maybe we found love right where we are'

Elvis was never looking for love, actually a little scared of commitment if he was being honest, but he knew he wanted everything with Georgie. And as he fell asleep that night he dreamed happy thoughts of what him

and Georgie could become in the future.

Song credit: Ed Sheeran- Thinking out loud