Hiii! Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!

I'm here with a new story! I'm not sure if I'm going to continue it, depends of what you think about it. So, pleasee, let me know what you think about it!

Nice reading!

"Kate, I'm not interested in this partying thing," I groan as my roommate, Katherine Kavanagh, enters my room for the tenth time this day. Ohhh, sometimes I hate her, sometimes I hate her a lot.

"Oh, come on, Ana," She collapses onto my bed, groaning. "It's going to be fun," The enthusiasm in her voice made me roll my eyes.

"No," I say and turn to the other side, giving her my back.

"Anastasia Steele, You are so young, you shouldn't waste your time reading these books, you will have time to read them when you're old and sick, now let's get you out of this bed. You need to have some fun" She says excitedly and starts shaking me.

"Kate, please, leave me alone," I groan but she doesn't give up because she's Kate and most of the time she gets what she wants.

I sit up in my bed and look at her. She gives me the best puppy face and blinks for a few times her beautiful long lashes, making me giggle at her cuteness. I don't understand how she can be an angry woman and then after a minute turn into a cute kitten.

"Fine, but just this one time," I say and she claps her hands happily.

"Oh, come on, Ana. Smile," Kate says but I shake my head. I wish I have stayed at home, I would probably be reading a good book right now, cuddled into my favorite blanket, but I'm here, in the place, where I don't belong to.

"Vodka, please," I say to a bartender, sitting down to the bar.

Kate sits behind me and groans. She orders a cosmopolitan and starts looking around the club, checking everyone.

"Damn Ana, look at these two guys over there," She grabs my hand and I almost drop my drink.

But I don't say anything: I don't want to ruin her night with my moods, so I just turn and look to the guys. And damn, once again, I convince myself that Kate has excellent taste in men.

"They're walking here," Kate squeals and fixes her hair, smiling widely. I roll my eyes at her but giggle. "Don't laugh," She whispers to me and looks back to the men.

I look to them too; I have to admit, that both of them look like… Greek Gods. I think my mouth waters when I stare at them. Shit, they are really coming here.

Since then are you interesting in relationships? My inner voice shouts but it doesn't help, I just stare at these men.

"Hi," Before I can react, one of the men greets us. I mutter 'hi' and turn to Kate, whose cheeks just turned another shade of pink. Wow, I have never seen her like that.

"Wanna dance?" The man says again and Kate immediately nods. She stands up, giving me a quick glace before walking to the dance floor with that awesome stranger.

I look to the other man, who's standing in front of me, and I can tell he's undressing me with his eyes. But I don't mind: he looks so hot and I just can't believe he's looking at me, I mean, here are so many girls, any one would die to dance with him, but he chooses me, a grey mouse.

"Dance?" He asks but I shake my head and turn around. To my surprise, he sits beside me and orders martini.

"I don't dance," I say after a while of silence. He nods his head and looks to the dance floor.

"Me either." He says and I want to laugh. He asks me to dance but he doesn't dance. How stupid. "Christian Grey," He adds, cutting my thoughts, and stretches his hand out for me.

"Anastasia Steele, but everybody calls me Ana," I shake his hand. "Nice to meet you," I mutter before drinking my vodka.

"The pleasure is mine," He says huskily and I narrow my eyes at him. If he thinks he's going to seduce me, he's wrong. I'm not that kind of girl.

"Yeah," I say and turn to the dancing floor.

For a few moments I can't find Kate but then I see her. For a first time in so many year, I see her smiling like that. Katherine Kavanagh, the girl who always was my role model because she wasn't a hopeless romantic, was now dancing and acting like a school girl.

"If she kisses him, you go home with me tonight," Suddenly Christian whispers into my ear, making me gasp in shock. I turn to face him with wide eyes but he just grins and drinks his shot.

"I'm not a bitch," I snap, staring at him in disbelief. Does he really think that I'm a whore?

"I didn't say that," He says, surprised by my reaction. "I just state that I want you in my bed," He says as if it was just a normal thing.

"And what if she doesn't kiss him?" I recover quickly. Our eyes meet for a moment and he smirks again. Damn him.

"Then it's your choice. You can ask me whatever you want, sweetheart, but I have to warn you that I always get what I want,"

I can't help but laugh at his statement. He always gets what he wants. Why the hell every single guy I met in this world is so damn arrogant? It's annoying.

I turn to the dancing floor again and look for my very best friend. When my eyes catch her, I see that she has her arms wrapped around the guy's neck, and they are dancing so close to each other. They are definitely going to kiss, my inner voice shouts again but I ignore it.

"Deal. But if they don't kis-" I start but before I can finish Kate leans in and kisses the guy. Damn you, Kate Kavanagh.

When I turn to Christian, he has a stupid smile on his face. He opens his mouth to say something but I mouth 'don't' and he closes it without saying anything, but that stupid smile is still on his face.

I drink my shot of vodka and shake my head to myself. What am I doing? I'm not a slut. I don't do want night stands…

But there is a first time for everything.

"So, are you going?" Christian asks, making me look up at him. He is still smirking and I hate him for that.

"Absolutely," I say, sarcastically, and stand up, "I'm going to say 'bye' to my friend and we can go,"

He nods his head and I quickly walk to Kate. Grabbing her hand, I pull her away from that guy. She turns to me angrily but when she realizes that it's me, she grins like a small kid in a toy store.

"He's perfect," She squeal, making me roll my eyes. I just realized my friend is a hopeless romantic.

"Good to you," I say and she gives me a look. "Look, I'm going to go. I remembered I forgot to do my assignment," I lie and she gives me a don't-fucking-kidding-me look, but says nothing to it. Instead, she kisses my cheek, wishes me a good night and runs back to her boy.

I should admit that I'm happy for her. She deserves to be happy, she's my best friend. I look at her for a few moments and can't help but smile. She actually looks so happy with that guy and she knows him for.. what? 1 hour? And I am leaving with a guy I know for the same hour.

"I hope you haven't changed your mind yet," I hear a voice behind me which makes me shiver.

"Of course not," I turn around and find him, Christian Grey, standing behind me.

"Then let's go," He says and stretches his hand out for me. Not hesitating, I take his hand and we walk out of the club leaving everything and everyone behind us.

Sooo, what do you think? Please, please, please, let me know.

P.S. I have another fanfiction idea in my head, so I may update it as soon as I finish 'Different life'

Have a nice day, guys! :*