Drella Now

Tonight was 'the night'. If it went well I could get a name for myself. If people like my art and they brought it it could kick start my whole career. That's all it would take. But if people hated it I don't know what I would do. Vic would never let me go back to New York. I'd just stay here, doing nothing. And I couldn't face doing that. All of my pieces were finished and I was actually happy with most of my work. They had been taken to the gallery yesterday. All I had to do was finish getting ready and go there. I had to be charming and sell myself, then make a short speech. That was it. I could do it. I was wearing a orange dress that came to my mid thigh, it hugged my figure and had a piece of fabric cut out showing my cleavage. Then I put on a pair of black heels.
I was finishing my make up off when I heard my door open. I turned around and saw Vic. He looked at me and smiled. I straightened myself up and sighed. "Do I look okay?" I asked anxiously. Vic nodded and I saw a smile tying the corner of his lips. "What?"
"You look like Drella again. Before you didn't," he explained.
"Well, you-" I thought but then stopped.
"What?"
"Nothing, it's sweet and cheesy, and you know how I hate cheesy,"
"Tell me," he urged.
"You make me feel like me. You make me want to wear short dresses and sandals and go to parties," I said.
"That was cheesy," Vic teased.
"Shut up," I rolled my eyes. I walked over to him, now just taller than him.
"I don't like when you have the upper hand," he said.
"I do," I replied and kissed him. Vic kissed me back and I wrapped my arm around his neck. Vic put his hands at my hips and he pushed me back. I moaned as he pushed me down onto the bed and started to lift my dress up, kissing the inside of my thighs. "No," I breathed heavily.
"Come on,"
"I have a fucking gallery show. No," I giggled.
"Just a quick one," he begged.
"Stop wooing me with your charming words," I mocked.
"Ella," he complained.
"Tonight," I told him.
"Promise?"
"Pinky promise," I agreed. Vic wrapped his pinky around mine just as the door opened. Mike walked in and widened his eyes.
"I like you from this angle," Mike smirked, making Vic glare at him. I quickly got up and pulled my dress down. "Cab's here," he told us. I nodded and sighed. I picked up my bag and we left the apartment. We took the elevator and walked outside. In the cab I saw the driver waiting for us. Then I got inside with Mike and Vic.
When we arrived I got out and hurried inside. When I walked in I saw the actual number of people here. It was busy and people were all looking at my pieces. They were admiring them. Some people were already looking at prices and evaluating whether it was worth it or not. They all wanted my work. I grinned stupidly to myself and felt an arm around my waist. I saw Vic and he kissed my cheek.
"This is amazing," he whispered in my ear.
"I know," I breathed. "Completely freaking out here," I laughed.
"Don't, they love you," he told me. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around. Tony had his arm around a brunette girl and Jaime had his arm around Jess - who no longer looks like Marilyn Manson .
"This is so fucking awesome," Jaime grinned.
"He's more excited than usual," Jess rolled her eyes.
"He keeps asking people if they're going to buy your work," Tony said.
"Don't do that," I laughed. "Where's Mike?"
"The waitress," Vic said simply.
"What about her?"
"She has legs and tits. The two things that make Mike happy," he told me.
"Don't forget ass," Jaime added.
"If he fucks this up I'll kill him,"
"Calm, Drella," Tony laughed.
"Hey, there's my parents," Vic grinned.
"You asked them?" I smiled.
"Yeah, they haven't seen you since you left. I thought it would be cool,"
"Do they know we're together?"
"They do," he nodded.
"Do they know about Shane?"
"No,"
"Okay, I won't mention it," I sighed. We turned around and I saw Vic's parents both walking over. Vic's mom grinned at me and came forward. I went over and hugged her before I kissed her cheek.
"I can't believe you're here. And with Vic's arm around you," she said brightly.
"I hope that's okay?"
"Of course. It couldn't be better," she said happily. I moved to Vic's dad and hugged him. He kissed my cheek and smiled at me.
"It's nice to see you again Drella," he told me.
"You too,"
"It's insane here, right?" Vic asked.
"It's brilliant," Vic's mom commented.
"Drella?" someone asked from behind me. I turned and saw the gallery manager.
"Yes?" I smiled.
"If you want to do your speech," he told me.
"Sure," I nodded. "Wish me luck," I widened my eyes at them.
"You don't need it," Vic told me and kissed my lips. I grinned and walked to the front of the room. Someone called everyone's attention and everyone turned to look at me. I smiled warmly around the room.
"Hello," I said brightly. "I'm Drella Young. There are some of my pieces here tonight. I would just like to say how much all of you being here means to me. It's a privilege to have my work here. Thank you to the gallery manager and everyone who came tonight. If you would like to purchase any of my pieces please speak to the gallery manager or myself. Thank you," I finished. I stepped back into the crowd as everyone clapped. I scanned the room for Vic again or any of he guys but I couldn't see them. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. Before I could turn around he spoke, making me go into blind panic. Shit.
"Drella?" Shane asked.
"Yes?" I asked. He smiled widely at me and gave me a brief hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"This is brilliant," he told me.
"What are you doing here?" I rushed.
"To see you. To take you home," he said like I was stupid. Oh fuck.

Notes

Hey! Oh god, Shane's here! And he wants to take Drella to NY! Do you think she will go? What will happen? What will Vic do? What will the guys do? Such a good chapter for you next time. I can't wait to write it! Shall we count down? Only two chapters left. And I'm really sorry, but I'm not doing a sequel. It would just ruin it, I'm sorry and don't kill me guys! :)

Edit - Hey! I completely lied in that note didn't I! :p any questions please ask! :)