Summary: Anastasia Steele finally gets a clean break. After dealing with her drug addict mother, and drunk of a "step-father" she finally gets to go to a place she can really call home. Seattle, Washington with her step-dad Ray. She is now a freshman in high school, and on her first day of school she meets a pair of grey eyes that she cannot stop thinking about.
DISCLAIMER: All of the characters from the Fifty Shades series used in this story belongs to E.L. James
Chapter Three
APOV
"So you're a freshman Anastasia?" Mrs. Lincoln asks as she continues to eat the pork roast Grace made for Sunday dinner.
"Um yes, and it's Ana" I respond. Mrs. Lincoln is definitely something else. Christian's been working for her and her husband for the past couple of weeks to get some extra money, and I know she's a good friend of Grace but there's just something about her that doesn't feel right.
"Sorry about that dear, so how long have you been friends with Christian?" From the corner of my eyes I notice Christian's jaw tense up and I can't help but wonder why.
"Um for a couple of months, he wasn't to fond of me at first, but I think I got him to warm up." I say with a smile as I look up at him, and I'm glad to see Christian smiling back down at me.
"Well that's nice" She responds curtly with what I notice to be a fake smile. I feel my cheeks start to heat up and begin to lower my head so that I can only see my food. I feel a hand begin to caress mine, and instantly recognize it to be Christian's. I look up at him and he gives me a quick wink before going back to his food.
After dinner we all head to do our own activities. Kate and Elliot go to do whatever, Mia goes with Carrick, Grace, and Elena to the living room, and Christian and I head over to the boathouse.
"So Mrs. Lincoln is … nice." I say as we walk towards the boathouse.
"Shut up." Christian laughs as he playfully pushes my shoulder with his.
"What she is … kind of." I smile. As we get to the boathouse I notice that soft music is playing from the built-in speakers. Christian must of noticed it too because suddenly he is reaching his hand out to me.
"What?" I ask even though I know what he wants.
"Dance with me." He says giving me a smile that I know I could never resist. I place my hand in his and we instantly begin to slow dance. I can't help but rest my head against his shoulder as we sway to the music. It's funny to think that not too long ago Christian and I could barely stand to even be near each other, and now look at us.
"So you're willing to dance with me here, but not at the school dance?" I know I'm souring the mood, but I've been begging Christian for weeks to go to the fall dance with me and for some reason he's just not having it.
"Really Ana?" He responds slightly pulling us apart.
"What's the difference Christian, other than the fact that it wouldn't be just us?"
"I happen to like it when it's just us." He whispers in response, and I instantly feel my heart melt just a little bit.
"I know, but it's the first high school dance, and you never know you could actually have some fun." After a while he pulls me in once again, and continues our swaying. I'm able to get over the fact that he completely ignored my statement because I swear at some point I heard him say maybe.
It is the beginning of the school week yet again, and Christian has still ignored my question. I don't know why this stupid dance is so important to me, but it is. Maybe it's the fact that it's a social event, and I was never able to take part in those while I was at my moms, or maybe it's the fact that it's just another excuse to spend some time with Christian.
Ever since we have begun talking, I can't stop thinking about Christian. And it has gotten even worse especially ever since Kate made that comment about our relationship. For some reason I just trust Christian, he's been this steady person that I feel I can talk to about anything and everything. Maybe one day it will turn into more than just a friendship, but if it doesn't I'm perfectly fine with that … I just need him in whatever way I can get him.
Kate and I have begun eating lunch when Christian and Elliot settle down besides the two of us. This has become quite the routine for us, although Christian and I are usually just talking to each other. Ever since Elliot and Kate slept together they are constantly making googly eyes at one another, forgetting about the rest of us.
"So do you want to come over after school and then stay for dinner? My mom's making stir fry."
"Sure I just have to text my dad, but it should be fine with him." Christian nods, but I feel like he wants to say something else. As the classes continue for the day I can almost positively say that there's something up with him. Every time we talk I feel like he's giving this half-ass responses, it's like he's here but he's not here at the same time.
We are doing our history homework "together" on Christian's bed, and I'm so thankful for the music playing from his phone because if it weren't for that then there would be an awkward silence. I finally have come to this point where enough is enough.
"Is there something wrong Christian?" Christian slowly looks away from his book and up at me.
"No everything's fine Ana." He responds with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, and goes back to his homework. I sigh inwardly hoping this funk of his goes away soon. As we're eating dinner Mia is basically leading the conversation, and even though I know I should be focusing on her I can't help but focus on Christian the whole time. He's once again there, but no there and I can't help but feel like something is really wrong now. After dinner he leads me to his boathouse, and once we're there he begins pacing back and forth. Might I add that he is still ignoring me?
"What was the point of inviting me over if you were going to ignore me this whole time?" I say angrily. His pacing stops at my words.
"I know Ana."
"You know? What the fuck does that mean? This whole day you've been treating me like shit, and you announcing that you're aware of this doesn't make it any better!"
"I know Anastasia."
"Anastasia? What are we going backwards now? Fuck you!" I begin making my way out of the boathouse.
"Ana will you please stop for one minute!" He yells.
"What so you can just give me your fucked up excuses again?" I continue my way to the door.
"I'll go to the dance with you." He says suddenly. I can't help but stop and turn around, by this point I am seething.
"So you treated me like shit because you were afraid to ask me to this stupid dance?"
"Oh now it's stupid? I thought this was everything to you."
"Yeah I want to go, but if it means that you're going to be an ass the whole time then what's the point?"
"The point is I like you Ana! I really fucking like you, and for some reason I can't get you out of my head. I can't help but want to be around you all the time, and realizing this has been hard for me. Yes I'm only going to this dance to make you happy, and I would go to a thousand more if it meant that you would be mine."
"Christian-" He suddenly grabs my hands in his.
"Just say yes."
"You said no!"
"I freaked Kate! We've only known each other for like 2 minutes, and it felt like he was proposing." I said with my head in my hands.
"Your obsessed with him Ana, if you're not with him then you're talking about him, if you're not talking about him you're with him. You've been dying to go to this dance with him, and finally he says yes, and you say no?"
"I know Kate I know, I just … need some time. I needed a second to understand everything, he was completely ignoring me one minute, and then pretty much on his hands his knees the next. I just needed a second."
"So you thought saying no would be the answer?"
"I fucking understand that I said no, can we please stop talking about it?"
"Look let's just go to this dance tomorrow, and forget about how stupid you are."
"Jeez thanks for the moral support, that really sounds like a blast." I respond sarcastically.
"You just need to have some fun, and try to forget about the whole Christian drama, and about how-"
"Stupid I was. I know."
"Great! Then it's all set." Kate claps her hands together as I give the fakest smile possible.
One Day Later
"Steele you look hot!" Kate screams as I get out of the car. Ray had just finished lecturing me about having fun but not too much fun, when I finally was able to get of the car.
"Thanks you too!" I can't help, but look around for Christian, I know there is pretty much no chance that he'll be here, but you never know. We enter the school gym where the dance is taking place, and there is already a bunch of people. It's pretty hard to see since all of the lights are off, and the only thing lighting up the area is a bunch of spot lights placed all around the gym. Kate instantly pulls me into the center of the gym where everyone is dancing, and we begin moving with the music. After a couple songs, and a couple of drink breaks, I find myself having to go to the bathroom. After I'm done I'm about to go back to Kate when I feel a sharp tug on my arm. I almost begin to scream when I turn around and see who grabbed me. Christian is wearing a pair of dark wash jeans, a grey v-neck, and a dark grey leather jacket, and before I begin drooling at just the sight of him I realize that Christian Grey is at the school dance.
"You look beautiful Ana." He whispers.
"Thanks." I respond still in shock at the fact that he's actually here.
"What, what-"
"I'm not taking no for an answer." He says with a smirk. I can't help but smile back at him.
"I like you Ana … I like you a lot. And I know that it sounds pathetic, but I never imagined myself with someone. I never though about going on dates, holding hands in the hallway, walking someone to class, or going to stupid dances with someone. I never though about any of those things, and then you show up out of nowhere and I just can't stop thinking about you. I know you said no, and there is probably a good chance that you'll say no again but with you … will you be my-" Before he can even finish that sentence I press my lips against his. He instantly grabs my waist, and presses me close to him. I place my hands in his hair and begin to tug, he moans at the sensation. After a couple of minutes we pull apart out of breath.
"Yes." I whisper in his ear.
"I didn't even get to finish asking the question." He laughs
"You didn't have to."
"A little confident aren't we." He smirks in response. I punch his shoulder playfully.
"Shut up."
"Gladly." He says as he presses his lips against mine once again. There goes my heart again.
AN: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Was Ana a little harsh? Was Christian a little clueless at "Asking a Girl Out 101"? I know that I haven't updated in a really long time, but I have just been having some issues with this story. I want it to be amazing, and well worth the read for you guys so please bare with me.
