Sweet and Innocent -Brendon Urie fanfic

~9~

~Dallon's P.O.V.~

She will learn to love me. She has to, I love her, and she thinks that I'm just her boss. Not anymore. I'm gonna send a few designers over to her house, and make her the perfect dress. She will come to the party with me, she will like it. Sure we had a fight today, but it can't make her hate me, I need her to want me. So I didn't spank her, I hugged her. You see, I left her hanging, I left her confused. She'll hopefully come back wanting more, and I'll give it to her. I wasn't lying when I said that I don't enjoy sleeping with all those women. They can't fill me with pleasure like she does. They are just.... temporary.

It was three when I sent the designers to her house. I know she went home early, and I didn't really care. She'll be with me all night.

I went home around 5, extremely excited to see her. I dressed in my best suit, and put on my best tie. I combed my hair to perfection, making it look soft. I took some of my $700 cologne that I used on special occasions, and sprayed it on my wrists and neck.

A couple of hours later the door bell rang, meaning my driver was here. I waved to my maid, Lilian, goodbye and walked outside.

When I got in the car, I told him her address, and we drove there in silence.

~Ella's P.O.V.~

I texted Ella at 2:45 p.m, wanting her to come over and watch Netflix with me. I just really wanted to talk to her, specially after what today.

She told me that she could come after three, so I turned on Parks and Recreation, patiently waiting for her to come.

It was 3:10 when I heard a knock on the front door, so I shot up, and went to answer the door. I frowned when I saw it wasn't her.

"Hi, I think you have the wrong house." I said to the group of people with black and gold boxes at their sides. They all looked like fashionistas, I wonder who they are going to see.

"Are you Miss Bates?" A lady in the front smiles. She reminds me of a strict school teacher.

"Yeah.. Wh-" They shuffled into my house before I could finish my sentence. They walked into living room, and I was scurrying after them.

"Now darling, we are here to get you ready for tonight. Mr.Weekes sent us." He smiled at me, and went back to unloading his equipment.

Then I remembered how I didn't have a chance to tell him no before I stormed out of the building. Great, now my Netflix plans are spoiled.

"Helllloooo, I brought ice cream......." Ella walked in, and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the group of people setting up a few mirrors, rack of clothes, and different types of fabrics in my living room. I don't blame her, I'm still kind of stunned.

She looked at me and mouthed who are they, I just shrugged before being dragged over to the mirrors by the strict looking lady.

" Hold your arms out to the sides, Hun." I did as she said, she measures my chest and my waist, lifting up my shirt in the process.

" Shoe size?" She asked.

"Uh, 7 and a half." It took me a second to re sight, but I got it.

" Ok, how do you feel about cleavage?" A guy that looked like Jeffery Star asked.

"Well um, I don't care?"

"No! She cares, not to much but not to little." Ella responded for me. I mugged her in the arm, showing annoyance.

"Ella, Mr.Weekes is the one taking me to a dinner party," I whispered, I really don't want to do anything with him.

"Whoops!" Obviously, she didn't care. She has always wanted me to hook up with him.