#WhatsInAName

[rjmartin11]

What's in A Name? (Headcannon)

Pairing: Some guy named Elvis & some chick named Jordan

Headcannon

Warning: Words spoken without considering the feels of others. Enemies turned to friends. Friends turned to lovers.

Author's Notes: For someone like me, growing up with a unisex name was tough at times. I'm an adult, and I still get questioned about my name. The words that got me through it were Shakespeare's infamous words from the play Romeo & Juliet (1595).

P.S. this is super long. I hope y'all like it.

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It's 1960, and Elvis has just returned from Germany.

Being back home, Elvis wants to surround himself with the boys, get some girls, and have a party.

Me and my best friend, Stacy, were invited to an exclusive party at Graceland.

I've been a fan of Elvis Presley's since I saw Love Me Tender in 56'.

I've a few of his records and one small picture I keep in my diary.

My folks are sick of hearing about Elvis. "Elvis, Elvis, Elvis. He's almost all you think about."

"It would behoove you to keep your nose in your studies and out of Hollywood daydreams!" So saith my mother.

When he was away in Germany, my parents thought that would be the end of that.

But they were wrong. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

There's news of him everywhere. His people are trying to keep him in the public eye as much as possible.

I get to see him grow as an Army man, and it's amazing.

A man in uniform is strong and handsome, but Elvis in a uniform is a sight to behold!

Stacy and I were just out on Beale Street getting milkshakes when a tall guy approached our table.

"Hey, ladies. Would you be interested in coming to a party tonight?"

We look at each other. It could be dangerous because this random stranger just approached us.

Three questions filled my mind:

"What's your name?"

"Where's the party?"

"Who's the host?"

"Oh, of course. I'm sorry. I see two beautiful ladies sitting alone. I thought they may wanna party."

"I'm Sonny West. The party is at Graceland, and the host is Elvis Presley."

We both are in complete shock. The Elvis Presley is hosting a party at his house, and we invited!

We both speak simultaneously, "Yes!"

It was still a risk following this Sonny guy, but we had Stacy's dad's car.

If we walked and were approached, the answer would have been no! Since we had a car, the answer was absolutely.

We followed behind Sonny in his Cadillac.

It was a quick six miles drive, but with the excitement I was feeling, it felt like forever.

I'm in awe of his home as soon as we get through the crowded gates and drive up the pathway.

We park right behind Sonny's Caddy and walk up the driveway.

The house was already lively with music and laughter.

"Ladies, welcome to the party."

Sonny opens the door, and my heart drops.

Graceland is breathtaking.

Although crowded, I could still see the beauty in the house. The carpet was a red wine color, and it carried upstairs.

"Ladies, I didn't catch your names." Sonny asks us.

There were girls running around all over the place. The energy was wild and exciting. I, for one, had never ever been to a party like this.

"I'm Stacy!"

"And I'm Jordan."

Sonny's eyes grow wide, and he laughs a bit. "Your name is Jordan?"

"Yes, and your name is Sonny."

In my mind, I'm saying, "Here we go again. Someone badgering me about my name."

"Yes, it's unusual for a woman to have a male name, but here I am!"

Sonny led us downstairs to where the party was really happening.

It was crowded from wall to wall. Everyone was chatting and drinking it up.

I looked around to see if I could spot Elvis over the hoards of guests.

I turned, and there he stood. The man himself. Better looking than all those pictures. Just ethereal.

He walked over to Sonny and shaked his hand. "How are you, Sonny?"

"I'm great, E. I invited some friends from Beale Street to join us. Ladies, this is Elvis."

"What's your names sweet girls." He asked us.

"I'm Stacy, and I'm your biggest fan."

He smiled at Stacy and looked at me.

"I'm a big fan, probably not as big as my friend here. I'm Jordan."

He raised his eyebrows and started laughing. "Surely?"

I closed my eyes thinking, not him too. "Yes. Surely."

Elvis begins to laugh at me. This tears my heart.

All of a sudden, all my confidence was gone.

"That's quite masculine name for a girl. What kind of name is that?"

"The kind of name that someone named Elvis wouldn't question."

I paused, looking in his eyes, trying not to cry.

His smile left his face.

"Excuse me." I said, walking away quickly.

I was ready to go. I went back upstairs and out the front door.

I couldn't leave the way I wanted to. Stacy had the keys, and it was her dad's car after all.

I couldn't stop the tears from running down my eyes.

I sat in the front steps, tears pouring down my eyes.

I thought he'd be different. Then again, he was until he heard my name.

I wish I had any other name!

I was just about ready to start walking home until I heard a voice.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" I look up, and I see Elvis standing there.

"It's your house. I was getting ready to leave anyway."

I stood up off the steps and started to walk away.

"No, wait. Please." He grabs my hand gently to stop me from leaving. "Could I talk to ya?"

"Mr. Presley, there's nothing we have to discuss."

"Please?" He sounded so sincere.

I sat back down on the steps, and he sat with me.

"You know, this is a good place to cry. I cried here once when my mama passed."

I looked at him. How he opened up to me so easily was baffling.

"I truly didn't mean to rag on ya bout your name."

"I guess I should be used to it by now, but it seems I'm not."

I paused and then said,

"I would love to be a Rebecca, or a Lily, or a Rose, but I'm a Jordan, and I get judged for it. I love being Jordan."

"Jordan's a Biblical name. It's a good, strong name." Elivs said.

"Just too strong for a woman?" I asked.

"Nah, it's just right. Strong like the river herself." Elvis encourages me. It puts a smile on my face.

"Where does Elvis come from?" I asked.

"Elvis? From Tupelo!" He jokes.

He makes me laugh out loud. I didn't know he was so funny.

"I'm not sure where Elvis comes from. It's my father's middle name. I'm named after him."

"Funny. I'm named after my grandfather. George was his name."

"My brother was named after our grandfather, Jesse."

"Isn't life strange, Elvis? The coincidences that arise."

"Yeah, it is quite strange. Jordan, if you could pick another name, what would it be?"

"What's in a name? A rose by any other name still smells as sweet. So even if I weren't Jordan, I'd still have my kindness."

"That was poetic."

"That's because it's written by William Shakespeare. That's how I always got through the teasing."

"Boy. I wish I knew that when I was in school. I got hassled a lot."

I look at him in shock! Who the hell would hassle Elvis Presley?!

"I don't understand. Who would hassle you?"

"I wasn't popular as I am now."

I couldn't imagine how not. He was handsome. Better looking than all his photos. He could sing. He could dance.

With the exception of what he said about my name, he's quite kind. Why wouldn't he be loved in high school?

"People are cruel. We have to remember to be better than that." I said, trying to bring him some comfort.

"He sure didn't think about your feelings earlier, and I apologize for that. It was cruel. It was unbecoming of an officer." Elvis grabbed my hand as he spoke.

"I forgive you, Elvis. Thank you."

I feel that fangirl bubble up inside of me. The pit at the of my stomach was full of butterflies.

"Jordan, would you like to go out for burgers? I'm starving."

"I could go for a burger."

We get off the steps, and he still holds my hand.

My heart skips a beat. I had to let it sink in that Elvis Presley was holding my hand.

Where in the universe do I get the opportunity to hold Elvis' hand?

I pinched my shoulder, just to make I wasn't dreaming.

Nope! Not a dream! He's here. Elvis is holding my hand and walking me to his car.

Elvis drove us through the back gate to escape from the hoards of fans at the front gate.

We went to a pretty empty drive thru for dinner.

We switched seats so Elvis could hide from prying eyes.

Without getting out of the car, we switched positions by way of me scooting over his waist.

I almost screamed as I felt his waist under my ass. I thought I felt something else, but I didn't check.

I was making a friend in Elvis, and I didn't want to abuse his trust.

At the drive thru, we ordered three burgers, two fries, and two cokes.

Elvis concealed himself in the passenger seat.

I drove off, and he gave me directions of a private place to park, not to from Graceland.

We spent the next fifteen minutes or so getting to know each other more.

Bonding over burgers and coke.

Elvis tells me about his tour in Germany and how the weather was compared to Memphis.

He expressed how much he missed a good burger.

Elvis told me he was glad that Dodger (his Grandma) made sure he was well fed if he didn't eat in the mess hall.

Elvis liked hearing about my boring life.

I told him about me working in a clothing store on Beale Street and about my best friend, Stacy.

"How did the two of you meet Sonny?"

"We went out to eat on Beale. I just got off work, and Stacy and I decided to go to the Shake Shop."

"So, you hadn't eaten yet?"

"Not yet. We had some milkshakes, though. Then Sonny introduced himself and told us about your party. Stacy's a big fan, so we had to check it out."

"What about you, Jordan?"

I looked at him for a moment, then replied, "I'm just glad he didn't kill us."

Elvis let out this hearty laugh. It was the type of laugh that makes you laugh along with him. The type of laugh that brings a smile to your face.

When he calms himself down, he asks me again. "I meant on being a fan?"

I decided to tease him a bit. "Well, he's... he's handsome. If you like that rugged James Dean rebel look."

Elvis gave me a shy smile and looked down at his hands.

"And those piercing baby blues..." I slammed my hand against my chest over my heart. "God, help me. Wow!"

He chuckles at this and looks back up at me.

"King Creole is a masterpiece. I saw it three times. I'm excited for the next film."

"Elvis is excited too. He's ready to be a serious actor." He starts speaking of himself in third person, playing along.

"I've always wanted to be a great actor like Jimmy Dean. He's one of my favorites next to Tony Curtis."

Elvis had a with words even though he was a bit shy. I was quiet myself, but he knew how to make me feel comfortable.

"You're pretty amazing, Jordee."

"What did you just call me?"

"I-I-I called you Jordee. Is that okay?"

"No, no. It's fine. My mother calls me Jordee. No one else does."

"I think Jordee's cute. Like you."

He put me in shock! I felt my face burn warm, and my heart skip a beat.

"You think I'm cute?"

"Oh, Jordee, I think you're beautiful." Elvis spoke to me in a whisper.

I felt myself stop breathing.

I didn't even notice how close we were to each other.

All of a sudden, I felt shy and looked down and giggled to myself.

Elvis places he hand lightly under my chin and raised my head to look him in the eyes.

Suddenly, I felt like a deer in headlights.

His gaze just captured me.

Elvis slowly brought his lips to mine, kissing me.

His lips were so soft, and oh so pouty.

He eases his tongue into my mouth, grazing it over my tongue.

My body felt like it was on fire. So much said in this one kiss.

We stopped for a moment and looked at each other.

"Whoa..." That's all I could say in this moment? He left me that speechless.

So much had happened between us since our first meeting earlier in the evening.

I saw him across the room. He came over to meet me and Stacy.

He hears my name and laughs at me. I ran away crying.

He cheers me up and apologizes.

We grab dinner and get to know each other better.

Turns out he's a sweetheart, and all is forgiven.

He thinks I'm beautiful and he kisses me.

If the night went a bit differently and he kissed me, I'd be full-on screaming right now. Fan girling!

But no. I would not do that to him. Elvis deserves more.

"Whoa?" Elvis asks.

"Elvis, you got me at a loss for words. I've nevertheless been kissed that way before."

"Then let me shock you again, baby."

Elvis grabs my face and lays the most passionate kiss I've ever received.

Oh, be still my beating heart!

I wrapped my arms around his neck, lacing my fingers through his fine hair.

I slowly pull away from him to catch my breath.

"Elvis, is kissing always like this?"

"It can be, Jordee, if you want it."

This is better than any dream I could have possibly conjured up.

I kissed Elvis once more for good measure.

He worked his way down my neck, causing me to giggle.

How does he manage to make me feel this way?

Elvis brings his lip back to my lips and kisses me again.

We just kind of hold each other for a bit.

We didn't really speak for a few moments.

I sensed that Elvis was shy at times but never felt that he was a loner.

The way he held me indicated that he wanted love. That he wanted to be loved. I did not mind loving him. In the end, we all need affection.

"Elvis?"

"Yes, Jordee?"

I grinned at him. "I hate the thought of leaving you, but I think I should be getting home."

"I'm sorry, baby. I wasn't thinking. We were having such a good time."

"We did. I loved spending time with you, Elvis. The night started out rocky, but you rolled out nicely."

He got him laughing again. His laughter is so contagious.

When he finally calmed down, he asked where I lived.

"Stacy has the keys..."

Oh no! How could I forget my friend?!?

"Elvis, I left Stacy at your house!" I was in shock of my own actions.

"She safe, Jordee."

"I'm the worst friend ever. We gotta back."

"Okay, baby. I'll take you back to Graceland."

Elvis races us back to Graceland, and all the while I was feeling like the worst friend in the world.

Elvis pulled back into Graceland through the front gate. Interestingly, there were no fans to pester him at this hour.

"There's her car there." I told him.

He pulled up along the side of Stacy's car, and we got out.

My first thought was to go in the house and locate Stacy until I realized something was wrong with her windows.

"Jordee, are her windows foggy?" Elvis asked. "I know that voice.

Elvis tapped on the driver's window and said, "Shelby County police!"

The car shook and covered my mouth in shock.

The window rolled down, and there was an unfamiliar guy in the car with Stacy!

Elvis started to laugh. "Red, you old son of a gun! Trying to bust a cherry in my driveway!"

"Damn it, Elvis! You scared the hell out of us!"

We all had a great laugh. I wasn't sure how safe the car was after their misadventures, though!

"Jordee, baby, I told you she was safe." Elvis grabbed and hugged me.

"I wish I trusted you."

"Red, clean up. The girls need to go home."

Red nodded his head and rolled up the window, saying his last goodbyes to Stacy.

Elvis & I alone once again.

"I had a great time tonight, Jordee."

We took our hands and intertwined our fingers.

I look into his cerulean hues, and I swear I stop breaking. "Me too, Elvis."

Elvis gave me a little smirk and gave me one last kiss.

"Can I see ya again, Jordee?"

Once again, he's left me speechless.

"You want to see me again?"

"Yes, please."

I nodded my head.

"Use your words, baby." Elvis told me.

"Yes, please." *giggles*

I kissed him first this time.

Red emerged for Stacy's car, telling her good night one last time.

Elvis walked me to the passenger side of the car.

"I'll call you." He said, shutting me in the car. He took my hand and kissed my knuckles.

"I look forward to it.... Bye, Elvis."

"Bye, Jordee, baby."

He moved away from the car, giving Stacy space to drive off.

"Woo-hoo! What a night I had, Jordan! Red is so sweet and silly." Stacy started telling me about how her night was with Red.

"How was your night, Jordan? How was Elvis? Is he as sweet as he seems?"

I looked at her and grinned. "No... he's better."

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