Valeria Campbell
I woke up to the tone of my phone chiming. And somehow, I was now laying in bed still wearing my clothes from yesterday, except my shoes and socks. Dad must've carried me to my room when I fell asleep cuddling him on the couch. I hope it wasn't too hard for him to carry me, I was an eighteen-year-old, so it wasn't exactly manageable to bring me up the stairs.
I grab my phone from my nightstand, seeing the name of Ivan pop up on my screen. I pick up hoping nothing was wrong, it was nine in the morning.
"Hey angel, did I wake you up?" He says with a soft tone.
"No, it's okay. Is something wrong?" I ask in concern, my eyes still half-closed from how tired I still was.
"There isn't any serious issue, I simply wanted to know if you'd like to come to my dad's party taking place at his company tonight." His question caught me off guard, I never thought he'd be the kind to go to these parties invite them to an event, and I didn't know why. "One of the investors who is also his friend hoped to do something special as a thank you for his hard work. There will be a lot of people there, not just old boring middle-aged men. And my father said he'd like you to attend. So are you up for it? He proceeded to clarify. His dad wanted me to attend, this warmed my heart.
"I'll ask my dad, and I'll make sure to tell you if he agreed or not." I couldn't go without telling him, I did sneak out with Ivan and lose my virginity in the backseat of his car while it was pouring, but he doesn't need to know that.
"Perfect!" He replies with slight enthusiasm. "I'll talk to you later."
"Bye." I end the call and get out of bed, walking towards the door, and heading to my dad's room. I open the door slightly and peek at the inside to see if he was still asleep. Thankfully he was laying in bed using his phone.
I knock two times catching a glimpse of him putting his phone to the side. "Come in." I do as he says smiling once I see him.
"Good morning, dad." I place myself on the end of his bed and he sits up. "Good morning." He answers. "What is the reason for your unusual visit?"
"Well, I want to ask you something, you don't have to say yes, it's okay if you don't accept," I mumble nervously. "Get to the point Valeria." He declares. "Ivan's dad wants me to go to his birthday party tonight. It's at his company, and a lot of people my age will be there as well. So....can I attend?" I smile at him as a sort of convincing.
"Yes, you can go. Do you know what you're going to wear? I assume it's a fancy party, so you need an appropriate outfit for the event." I didn't think about that yet. All I cared about was his authorization, not worrying about what comes thereupon. "I don't honestly." I scratch the back of my head realizing we can't afford to buy a new dress. And I will not make him spend the money he has on a piece of clothing so that I could have fun with my boyfriend.
"Your mom had quite a big collection of dresses, and I kept all of them. I'm sure they'll fit you. She was the same size as you when she was younger."
"Really? Thank you so much, I love you." I jump on him and wrap my arms around his neck pulling him into a forced hug.
"You're welcome, honey." He snuggles me back. "But you're suffocating me."
"Sorry." I get up so that I could go back to my room and tell Ivan. Once I arrive I pick my phone and message him: 'He said yes'. After a few moments he texts back: "Great, I'll pick you up at 8 p.m.'
Now that everything is settled, I need a shower, I felt gross. I saunter to the bathroom, get undressed and hop into the shower cleaning myself up and brushing my teeth under the steam as well. Once I'm done, I grab two towels wrapping one around my body and another one around my hair. I walk to my bedroom again, brush my hair and wear a short black skirt and a white tank top. Next, I stroll down the stairs to make breakfast deciding to make an omelet. I prepare two, one for me and one for my dad who was now sitting on the chair at the table waiting for me to be done. After about ten minutes, I walk out of the kitchen bringing the eggs, then two cups of black coffee.
We begin to eat our food silently while I fantasy about how handsome Ivan is going to be tonight wearing a tuxedo. He looks good in everything.....and nothing. The thought made my lips curl up into a smirk. Contain yourself, Valeria, your father is sitting right next to you. " When we're done, you have to choose which dress you're going to wear, she has a lot." My dad interrupts my thoughts, and I nod at his statement.
*30 minutes later*
"You can't tell me this one doesn't look good." He points his finger up while trying to prove his point.
"I don't know, I don't like the upper part, it suffocates my boobs."
"I did not need to know that but thank you." Fuck, did I just say that? Self note, do NOT talk to your father about your big boobs, it's awkward.
"I'll just try the next one." I walk back into my room searching in the big pile of dresses that were in the box. I tried nine already, but I still didn't find the one. I search more and find a purple dress, and of course, I had to put it on, it's my favorite color after all. It was a long silk lilac dress that had a slit that reached the top of the thigh. The low cut was a v-neck, so it would show part of cleavage, but not too much. I quickly put it on, realizing it was also backless. Shit, I hope dad allows me to wear it because I loved this dress, the way it caresses my curves perfectly, the material, the color. It is the one. I go downstairs again, and dad looks at me when he feels my presence in front of him.
"You look gorgeous." He had a huge smile on his face, which wasn't the reaction I expected, but honestly, I'm not complaining. "I still remember the day your mother wore this, she snuck from her dad's party and we went to eat burgers on the beach." He chuckles but I know he was getting emotional. My mom came from a very rich family but she run away and chose to marry my dad. She tried to reach out to her family, but they wouldn't talk to her.
"Does that mean you'll let me wear it?" I ask but knowing what the answer would be.
"Of course you can." He replies trying to hold back his tears, I could notice his watery eyes. I come closer to him and kiss him on the cheek.
"I love you, dad."
"I love you more darling."
There was one more thing left to do, I have to show mom. I hadn't talked to her as much as I used to these past few days, and I feel terrible.
"Hey mom," I murmur walking into her room, noticing a small smile once she sees me. She must've recollected everything as well. "How do I look? Good I know, not as much as you did when you wore it, but there's nothing I can do about it. So, I'm going to Ivan's dad's birthday party, it's kind of a big thing, you know, so I need to get fancied up. I hope you don't mind that I borrowed this one, but I love it, and it matches the purple ring I wear all the time." I spin to show her the dress. "You're going to have to wait for a few hours before seeing the whole look with hair and makeup, so stay tuned." I kiss her on the cheek as well, then go back to my bedroom so that I can put the dresses away.
*at 7:56 pm*
I went to the salon, opting for a wavy look. As for my makeup, I kept it natural with nude eyeshadow, winged black eyeliner, and glossy pink lips, but my lashes were longer than usual, I quite like it though. And I also hope I don't break foot with these white stilettos, my legs are begging for mercy. I didn't wear many accessories, simply small diamond earrings that once were my mom's and my purple ring. Dad was emotional today, and I felt guilty because it's my fault. I showed mom the final result, and she smiled at me wider than usual, I almost cried then remembered I spent a hundred dollars on my makeup, and I can't ruin it. Suddenly I hear a knock on the door, it must be Ivan. Dad got up, opening the door for him, and I grabbed my silver clutch, walking towards the door. My eyes met with a man I couldn't recognize, he was in a light blue suit, with a white button-up shirt that had the first two buttons undone, and dark navy blue dress shoes. I wasn't used to him dressed like that. The thing I didn't expect was him holding a bouquet of white roses. I felt butterflies in my stomach at his sight. He looked breathtaking.
"Are you ready?" He asks me with a smile handing me the flowers.
"Yes, we can go." I take the roses and get out of the house. "Bye, dad." I wave at him and continue walking towards his car.
"Bye, sweetie, be careful." He declares.
"You look astonishing by the way miss Campbell." Ivan leans closer to me and whispers as we stroll to his car.
"You don't look too bad yourself mister Knight," I mumble biting the inside of my cheek.
"Do you not like my suit?" He asks.
"Are you kidding? You look, amazing Ivan." I reply glaring sideways at him.
"Thank you, angel." He adds putting his hand on my waist as he opens the car door so that I would get in. We both hop into the vehicle, adjusting our seatbelts. "Here we go, baby."