Worth it |Mattia Polibio

Part 7

Jordon pov

" this dress is alright isn't it?" I asked my dad.

" hmmm...." he looked at it for a little while, " I like it. Baby blue suits you pretty well, and I like the embroidery on it. It's not too long or too short, and you bet that there's a ton of horny boys at this dance that are gonna try and get in-"

" stop, I don't want to hear the end of that sentence." I said putting my hand in his face.

" did it have to show that much of your shoulders?" He asked concerned.

I folded my arms, " yes.I thought it looked pretty good so I bought it, it wasn't that expensive either. But I just want to know if doesn't look too bland for a dance,"

" how would I know?" He asked raising his hands and I groaned loudly.

" wow, thanks for the help dad," i said sarcastically before I went back to my room. I started to brush my  short hair and I tried thinking of what I could do with it. My hair was pretty messy and it sat just above my shoulders so it looked a little bit like a birds nest. It was so short and I realised there wasn't anything I could do with it.

" need some help?" Dad asked standing in the middle of my door frame.

I scoffed, " from you? How are you going to fix my hair?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes and made me sit down on a chair. He picked out two bits from either side of my head and started braiding them. He bobby pinned them to the back and I had to admit it looked pretty nice.

" where'd you learn to braid?" I asked him but he shrugged saying he didn't remember. He walked out of the room and I put on a little make up. Just some eyeliner, mascara and lipgloss. That was the most I could do to be honest.

I had a few necklaces so I put on one of them. I wasn't wearing heels, those things were impossible and I wasn't really safe in them. I put on some white pumps that matched with the dress and I heard someone knock on the door, so I assumed Mattia was here.

I picked my Polaroid bag and went downstairs to see dad talking to him.

"...and don't try anything. I swear if I find out that-"

" dad," I groaned and he turned around to look at me," stop,"

Mattia smiled at me when he saw me and he waved, " hey," he said shyly and he tried walking Into the house but dad didn't make it easy for him. He squeezed past him awkwardly, " you look really nice,"

Dad scoffed and folded his arms, " nice?"

Mattia looked at him lost for words and he didn't know what he was supposed to say.

I rolled my eyes at him and turned back to Mattia , " thanks, you don't look too bad yourself," I told him. He looked pretty cute with the turtle neck shirt and blazer, though it was covered by a jacket at the moment. His hair was brushed back nicely, and since I was standing quite close to him I could smell his cologne, which was really nice.

My dad cleared his throat reminding us he was still here which made this whole thing awkward, " we should go," mattia said pointing to the door and I nodded. Dad closed the door behind us and we both sighed in relief.

" your dad still scares the fuck out of me you know," mattia said.

I smiled, " he'd be pretty happy to hear that,"

I covered my shoulders and I tutted. It was a little cold outside," shit, I should've brought a coat or something,"

" you want my jacket?" He offered but I shook my head. We were almost at his school anyway so it didn't matter.