{Alright guys so this is my first shot at a Fifty Shades of Grey fanfiction. I am doing this as a request from mcompton. Just so everyone knows this will start from the end of the first movie/book and will mostly be based on the books as I enjoy the books more than the movie and have yet to see the Fifty Shades Darker. I do post an author's note normally at the beginning of each chapter. I also base how quick I update based on how many reviews (good and bad) favorites and follows I get. I do post a schedule of my updates in my bio but that can be subject to change based on each stories popularity but this by no means that I will stop writing a story because it is lacking in those things. I give my new stories a trial run to see how well it will do and judging by the sixth chapter I will either continue it or not. I do not own Fifty Shades of Grey/Darker/Freed only my own characters and anything else that you do not recognize.}

I have a confession to make...I'm in love with Christian Grey...but he doesn't know this, no one does. See here's the thing I have known Christian since I was a kid. He saved me from a bully when I was six and since then we had been attached by the hip. That was until I left when I was twenty and I had lost my parents who left me there money and since then I have traveled the world. I had almost successfully moved on from what is Mr. Christian Grey and the love I held for him until I got a call from his mother and brother and just recently his bodyguard about the girl he had been seeing, Anastasia. I'm not gonna lie when I found out he finally had a girlfriend I was jealous. So when I found out that she left him behind and never looked back I was shocked. What shocked me more was when all the calls and texts came in saying how weird he had been acting. In his brothers words he was mopping around and whining. That wasn't the Christian I knew and his family convinced me to come home early and try to talk to him. I was planning on it, I was planning on shaking some sense into him.

I looked out the window of my cab as it continued down the long streets to his home. I sighed and pulled my lip between my lips, I was almost free of my love for him. I had a man I had been seeing and was ready to put the final stamp on Christian that said we were just friends. But just like when we were kids when Christian needed me or someone to talk some sense into him I came running. He had my heart but, he didn't know it. My phone vibrated in my pocket letting me know I had a text so I pulled it out

Taylor- He is in his study. I will bring your bags up you just come upstairs. Thank you again Ms. Bishop

I rolled my eyes, how many times had I told him not to be so formal. I looked up as we turned onto his block and his building could be seen. "Get ready Christian, you're in for a rude awakening."