A story about Ana being homeless and being caught in a storm, is that a natural storm or the storm of Christian Grey
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, etc. E.L James does and The Fifty Shades franchise. This only fan fiction. Im just using the characters to bring my story to life… Please Review!
Chapter 1
A loud crack of thunder startles her. She looks up to the sky and sees a large grey cloud quickly covering the city of Seattle. It slowly starts to rain but she knows this is only the beginning of the horrible storm to come. Ana briskly walks through the streets of downtown Seattle to make it to the last bus to the homeless shelter. Ana grips her coat and backpack tighter to protect herself as the rain begins to come down harder. She is wearing a long green parker coat which she managed to find at Forever 21 on sale as she knew the winter months were coming and would be on the streets most of her days. She is also wearing a sweater with a few holes in, wearing it past the value it was worth. To top the look off she is wearing leggings with her fake Ugg boots. She didn't particularly want to buy them but if it kept her feet a little warmer she was happy to buy them for the small price she paid at Good Will.
It was a Sunday night and only a few people were on the street as they were making their way back to their cars to go back to their warm, comfortable homes, then here Ana was praying there was still rooms in the shelter for her. She would have gone to multiple other shelters closer to where she was but she knew they would be full up during this time of the year. She was exhausted but luckily, she could see the bus stop, one step closer to warmth, when she suddenly felt a surge of coldness hit her small body. She quickly realised a car driving past had driven over a puddle which then ended up on her. She looked up to see who had splashed her. She saw a black Mercedes pull up to the curb, where a tall muscular man climbed out of the car and ran to her. The man was wearing a casual white t-shirt with a pair of jeans and a leather jacket, He looked hot! He had striking facial features and shiny blond hair. He approached her.
"Miss, I am so incredibly sorry, I didn't see the puddle. It wasn't intentional, I'm not one of those ass holes" he chuckled.
"It's fine" Ana said as she tried to walk past him, she surprisingly wasn't mad at the stranger, she understood he wouldn't have done it on purpose, he didn't seem like that type of person. However, she wanted to leave quickly so she would be able to catch the bus in time and get to the shelter and change into 'warm' clothes that were most likely wet in her backpack. They had to be better than the clothes she was wearing.
The man ran after her, "Wait, please let me drop you off where your heading so you don't catch pneumonia in this weather" The man said to her.
Ana carried on walking, "No don't worry, I'll be fine, you have a good night, Sir" Ana quickly stated, she defiantly didn't want a ride from him since he was a stranger and for all she knew he could kill or kidnap her. Second of all, she didn't want him to drive her all the way to the shelter, he probably had somewhere to be from the way he was dressed and she didn't want him to put pity on her because she had nowhere to live.
The man placed his hand on her arm "I'm not taking no for an answer, I know you don't know me but I promise I'm not a serial killer, I promise I won't hurt you. My name is Elliot, I'm 30 and I'm currently on the way to my parent house so you're making me late by being stubborn and not letting me help you" Elliot used his boyish grin on her. She instantly smiled, she hesitated
"That's nice of you Elliot but I'm going all the way to the other side of town which will make you even later, but thank you for the offer".
"Please at least let me bring you to my parent's house so can dry your clothes, I have a sister and I'm certain you can borrow something of hers while yours are drying"
As Elliot was talking, she noticed the bus drive past, she started sprinting down the street to catch the bus. She was shouting for it to stop but it was quickly out of her sight. She cursed herself, she knew she was screwed, either she would be staying up all night waiting for morning to come or she could walk to the shelter but by the time she got there she knew there would be no room for her.
She was startled when she heard the man calling after her as he followed her down the street.
"I'm guessing that was the bus you needed, so now you have no option other than to take a ride from me unless you want to walk to your destination"
Ana was getting colder and colder by the second, the water had seeped through her clothes and was now sinking into her skin. She justified it in her head and decided to get a ride from Elliot only to get warm for a few minutes while she figure out a plan.
"Fine, that's very nice of you Elliot, thank you."
"Wait, how do I know that you're not a mass murderer ready to kill an innocent young man who is just trying to be nice" He smiled.
She giggled and said "My name is Anastasia Steel, I promise I'm not a murderer "She pulled her hand out her pockets to shake his hand. He gasped as soon as their hands came into contact at the realisation of how cold she was.
"Come on, your freezing, we need to get you warm. Again, I'm really sorry about splashing you."
Elliot lead them to the car, she was battling with herself while walking, she knew he was a stranger, she knew he could hurt her but she had this old feeling of trust within him and she felt he was genuinely a nice person. So, she took the risk, Elliot opened the car door and she climbed into his black, sleek, expensive car which was now going to be drenched from her clothes. Elliot shut the door behind her, Such a gentleman, she thought. Elliot climbed into the driver side and shivered exaggeratedly.
"Jesus Christ, it's freezing! Were about 15 minutes away from my parent house where you can get dry. We need to hurry though because neither of us will be alive at this rate if I'm late for this family dinner. Let go little lady!" Elliot pulled out into the road and she stared out the window watching the rain pelt down onto the car harshly. This is it, this is either going to be the worst decision or the best decision I've made all day, she thought. How bad can it be….?
