Introduction

All my life I've been searching for a love so pure and sweet that I would feel satisfied enough to the point where I didn't need food or oxygen to make me truly feel alive. Have I found it yet? Maybe, all I know is that I'm in love with my best friend Daniel Craig and my girlfriend Kelly Richards. Who am I, you all may wonder? I am no one special, not too careless about my looks and not too careful of it either, a romantic that is waiting for a romancer (cheesy, I know what that's just who I am), needy for more than just a companion but a true family. At the age of three, my father stabbed my mother when she refused to marry him at the age of nineteen. I can't say I blame her but I can say I wish she had thought otherwise than to piss off a drug addict and strong alcoholic drinker. Poor me though, I never got to see her shining smile or feel her gentle touch after that day. My father didn't give a damn about it, in fact when he found out that my mother was pregnant he threw his twelfth beer bottle from a party he went to at the wall then slapped the living day out of my mother. My mother was truly one of a kind, you could say she was one-in-a-million, but my dad, well that's another story. The past eighteen years of my life my father has been trying to reconnect with me and of course I refuse. I don't even bother trying to bond with my foster family, to me all families are the same; distant, confusing, dramatic, and broken. Anyways back to the question of "who I am", Charlie Griffin, local business owner of "Amy Winc Inc." a talent company that shows every person can be a star. You could say we're doing pretty good considering we're not in the hole with contestants or money. Still, I can't help but feel there is something missing in my life. Every time I try to guess or work myself out on trying to figure it, all that appears is a question mark. But as my mom would always write in her diary, "Might as well be satisfied with what you got because you never really realize it's already worth your while." So, I guess I'll try my best at being satisfied for my mom's sake and to avoid any broken heart travesties. The last girlfriend I had ended up becoming famous for writing love songs based upon our relationship and breakup, then she started dating other celebrities and wrote more songs about them. You may know her, she's a really classy country gal (Taylor Swift). I'm happy for the guys that don't get trashed in her songs, for those who are trashed (hope yours doesn't become number one).

Chapter One

Sunday Morning

There's nothing like a fresh, clean shower to make you feel as fresh as newly bouet of flowers, or kiss-ass gift for the girlfriend because you missed a three month planned anniversary date to New York. Oh, well/ Thank the Lord for Skype. Charlie grabs his computer from his messy dresser filled with the aroma of his twenty-two bottles of cologne. He unplugs the cord and sits on his bed. There appeared a very angry woman in her pajamas and hair a bloody nightmare.

Charlie rubs the back of his neck uncomfortably and nervously chuckles as he stares at her, "Rough night?"

There are Kelly's face was an upset expression that said "You better be lucky I'm not there", but instead she moves closer to the camera, "Did I have a rough night? Hmm, considering how my boyfriend never showed up for our anniversary in New York, I'd say I had a BLOODY HELL OF A NIGHT."

"Well at least you still look...beautiful. Has anyone tried to hook up with you?" He says trying to change the subject.

"Oh yea, I've had a million of drunk, depressed, and definitely horny men coming in truck loads just to ask a young-pissed off like mad English girl whose boyfriemd cared way more about work to ditch her and miss their long-term planned annivesary plans in New York!"

He could tell she was getting upset, he had to think of a plan quick to avoid the heated converstaion. Luckily, the doorbell rang just as he was getting ready to say "his crumpits were burning", he looks to the door then to the computer screen.

Kelly crosses her arms, obviuosly not caring if his house was getting attacked by badgers, she was not going to let him avoid another converstaion.

He sighed, knowing he would have to make it up to her somehow, "Look darling, I promise we'll do something extra special and it'll blow you away, but I really have to go. There might be something important at the door." Then he thought of something that would work for sure to lessen her anger, "In fact, I do believe it is your other anniversary gift, that's way more spectacular than a noisy, crowded American city."

Kelly knew she couldn't be mad at him for much longer, even if he were lying, she loved him dearly and knew someday she'd plan on marrying someday, (even if she had to propose to him herself, or scare the living criminy out of him until he married her). "Alright darling go, but make sure to call me back as soon as you come from dinner with your parents."

"I promise I will. 8 o'clock sharp." He smiles then blows her a kiss.

"I love you Charlie Reese Griffin."

"Love you too. Bye now." After she hung up, Charlie closed down the computer screen and scurried to the door, still shirtless and in a towel. He knew whoever was at the door, he'd have to sleep with or at least take out on a date for saving him from another delightful conversation with his over-obsessed girlfriend. He opens the door to see his best friend Daniel Craig. He smiled gently and gave him their usual manly hug pulling away with an even wider grin, "Hey. What are you doing here?"

Although Daniel knew that Charlie missed his anniversary plans with Kelly, he'd still try to cheer Charlie up by tossing in one of his remedial jokes, "Question is, was I interrupting soemthing?" He looks down to see Charlie's lower body was covered over with a towel smirking as he could see a slight bulge sticking out of his white towel.

Knowing what he meant, Charlie thought he'd take a swing at the joking, "Actually np. I just came out of the shower."

Daniel playfully pouts looking up at Charlie's eyes finally, "Without moi?"

"Hey, I'm English not French. Besides who says you can't get in on the action later on?'

"You sure your overly-dramatic girlfriend won't mind?"

Charlie sighs looking down, "Considering the fact she's not here, no. But I'd feel guilty having fun without her. She is my girlfriend, you know?"

"Hey, you still have me right?" Daniel gives a grim smile about as half as the crescent moon. Truth was, Daniel had been interested in guys since the first day he learned how to pronunce the word "gay" which was his first word actually. He has a boyfriend, Phillip Davidson, but not what anyone would expect from a millionaire pretty-face. Boyfriend or not, Daniel had always had a crush on Charlie and it was no secret back in kindergarten where they first met. You could say it was love at first sight, except for the fact that Charlie never loved him back. Charlie was always and still is a "ladies man", every girl saw him as their dream guy and maybe even a few guys. Ever since Charlie started dating Elizabth, Daniel's anger is higher than ever. The plan was for Daniel to find a guy cute and idiotic enough to go out with him to make Charlie jealous/ What he didn't know was, once you start dating Phillip Davidson, you never can escape unless you die or he kills you or both. Not such a happy ending huh?

"Yea, I'm pretty sure I couldn't go through anything or even still be alive without you." Charlie smiles, his eyes meeting with Daniel's.

"My specialty. You still have to figure out how to pay me back somehow though. Dinner tonight?"

"Can't, dinner with my foster parents. Rain check?"

"Sure. Well, see you around."

Daniel goes up to plant a gentle kiss on Charlie's cheek.

Charlie backs up and chuckles nervously, "I'll call you later." He quickly shuts the front door, leaving Daniel on the outside with his head lowered and a deep sigh.

End of Chapter 1