Chapter 4: Head Bangers and Kisses

Loosely based on the 1999 movie "10 things I hate about you". I highly recommend you to watch it if you haven't. This is a fan fiction that is centred on the teenage lives of Anastasia Steele and Christian Grey alongside their friends and family. This is my first fan fiction that I am determined to finish and I would very much like you to enjoy this journey with me. Enjoy and don't forget to follow, favourite and review (FFR) :)

It was Friday night, the day before the notorious Ethan Kavanagh house party, and Ana was adamant she was not going. Much to the discharge of her sister, who had been practically begging her to go, Ana didn't fall for Liza's puppy eyes this time. She was perfectly content staying at home or going out to The Empire, an exclusive teen club. In fact she was heading there right now to check it out with her friend Nicole.

The club was pulsing with music blasting from every corner. Bodies were squished together as people danced and swayed to the rhythm. Ana loved to dance, in fact when she was younger, she had been part of a dance and cheer team. She grabbed Nicole hand and dragged her to the dance floor, sandwiching herself between other bodies.

Ana didn't know it, but Christian was there too. He had been trying all week to get Ana to go out with him to Ethan's party, with little success. So he recruited Elliott to get information about the alluring Anastasia Steele from Liza. In fact Elliott and Liza snooped around Anastasia's room while she had an afterschool club. They quickly learnt that Ana was completely different to Liza, from how her room looked to her panties. Christian was well informed that Ana liked a bit of lacy thong action.

Christian was currently sitting at the bar, nursing water. He got a tip of from Elliott, who was told by Liza, that Ana would be here tonight. He was going to make him move to persuade her to go to Ethan's party. He could see Ana with a girl, dancing and swaying to the beat. She was mesmerising and Christian could only hope she would dance with him like that one-day.

Once the song had ended, Ana decided to go to the bar and get a bottle of water to quench her thirst. She was shocked to see Christian in The Empire; the club wasn't his scene. She rolled her eyes, assuming he was here to pester her. She approached him and he glanced her before returning his gaze back to the bartender.

"If you're planning to ask me out, you might as well get it over with." Ana shouted over the music.

"Do you mind? I'm trying to enjoy myself here." Christian quipped back. If Ana could play cold, so could he.

Ana stared back in shock, she couldn't help but feel a bit turned on by Christian's bluntness.

"What brings you to Empire? It isn't your scene." Ana asked curiously. Christian stuck up like a sore thumb for sure. The club was full of mostly girls, and it was safe to say none of these girls were Christian's type.

Except for Ana.

Christian stood up and went to the dance floor, the music was pounding from the speakers, and so he was forced to yell. "Can't a man enjoy a drink?" Christian said.

Christian turned to look at Ana. She was beautiful, a sight in the black dress she wore with cut out at the top, giving him a spectacular view of her chest.

"You look really sexy in this dress." Christian shouted over the music, but as the word sexy escaped his luscious mouth, the music had coincidentally died down. He elicited humorous laughs around himself and Ana, while Ana blushed at his comment.

In hopes to change her mind, Christian asked, "Let me take you to Ethan's party tomorrow."

Ana rolled her eyes, appearing annoyed, but secretly she was reeling that Christian didn't give up and was persistent. "You don't give up do you?"

"Is that a yes?" Christian asked hopeful

"No" Ana smiled back as she began to walk away

"Well then was that a no?" Christian yelled back

"No" Ana laughed back as went back to Nicole.

Christian grinned and said; "I'll see you at 9:30 then."

Ana waved him off, before re-joining Nicole to enjoy the rest of the night.

Liza and her best friend Amber quietly sneaked down the stairs of the Steele residence. It was Saturday night and the night of the most talked about party of the year, and Liza was determined to go… without her father knowing.

Slowly both girls cladded in dresses approach the front door, a fingertip away and they had made it. But Ray Steele wasn't stupid; in fact he had eyes at the back of his head.

"You should have snuck out from the window." Ray said without turning around.

Liza groaned in frustration, clearly she had failed in getting to the party.

"Come on daddy! There's a party tonight and if I don't show up, people will start asking questions" Liza moaned. She was a popular girl and if she didn't go to the party, it could seriously damage her status.

"Liza you know the rules. Is Ana going?"

Liza refused to answer, she loved her sister, but at this very moment she wanted to strangle her.

Amber chimed in, "It's just a party Mr Steele."

"And hell is just a sauna." Ray replied back sarcastically.

Liza huffed in frustration. She was fuming, and it didn't help that Ana had just walked down the staircase.

Ana was epitome of grunge, dressed in cropped leather leggings and a black blouse. On any other day, Liza would have gushed over the outfit, but all she could see was red.

"Ana!" Liza screeched, effectively damaging her father's eardrum.

"What?" Ana replied. She was busy getting ready for a night on the couch.

"Can you be normal for once and come out. Can you just do this for me? Or act like you're going to the party and then sit in the car."

Ana contemplated going. She used to enjoy parties, but now she felt they were just a way for people to get drunk and do stupid things. But it couldn't hurt to spend an hour or so. She huffed and nodded to her sister, who begun to jump up and down with Amber.

Ana decide to put some black pointed six-inch louboutins on. She loved heels as much as sneakers, and she was going to a party so it was time to bring out the girls.

Meanwhile Ray was in disbelief. Both of his daughters were going to a party. With alcohol and boys! He needed to make sure what they were getting themselves into. And by that he meant Liza.

"Fine you can go Liza, but not before you put on the belly."

Ray ran to the cupboard underneath the staircase and retrieved the pregnancy belly. He slipped it onto Liza before giving the speech.

"No drinking, no smoking, no sex, no kissing and no dancing with boys. Remember all that while imagining yourself 7 months pregnant."

Ana, who was witnessing this notorious moment, opened the front door, only to be met with the one and only Christian Grey.

"What are you doing here?" Ana asked; this was odd.

"9:30 right? I'm a bit early." He replied in a velvety smooth voice

Ana now remembered. He was persistent for sure and Ana admired that.

"Fine lets go." Ana said whilst rolling her eyes.

Christian grinned at the goddess in front of him before his attention getting caught by Liza, who was currently rocking a pregnant belly.

"Who knocked your sister up?" Christian asked confused

Ana scoffed before shoving him out of the door.

The Kavanagh house was buzzing with life, much like everyone in Bellevue, Ethan and his family were well off. Regardless though, at this very moment, the mansion was full of teenagers, enjoying the party.

Ana and Christian entered the foyer, the stairs, rooms and kitchen were full of people kissing, dancing and drinking. Ana took off and with the amount of bodies everywhere, Christian struggled to keep up.

Ana climbed the stairs, pushing her way through the couples kissing and canoodling. She knew Christian was close behind her, she could sense it. But she ignored him. She reached the top of the stairs only to be confronted with the douche that was Jax Tyler.

"Sweet! Glad you could come pussycat." Jax slurred after downing his fourth drink.

Ana rolled her eyes, before replying back, "Move! And don't call me that."

When Jax refused to move, Ana turned around to get away from the jackass. But he was too fast; he quickly blocked her from leaving and smiled down to her.

"Where's your sister?" Jax grinned

"Stay away from Liza!" Ana growled. No way was she going to let this douchebag near her baby sister.

"Meow! Kitten, I can stay away from her, but I can't guarantee she'll stay away from me." Jax cockily said before walking away.

Meanwhile, Elliott had just arrived to the party. He was buzzing, hoping to see Liza and maybe ask her to dance. But his train of thought quickly came to a halt when he saw Jax completely over Liza and she wasn't doing anything about it! He had given up, and instead of even greeting Liza; he went to go down a drink and drink he sorrows away.

Ana had seen Elliott's ashen face and wanted to speak to Liza about her and Jax. She quickly grabbed Liza's hand only for Liza to shrug her off.

"Get off me, I'm trying to have fun!" Liza said to Ana. What did she want?

"Liza, please be careful with him! He's no good!" Ana-whispered in urgency. She maybe a cold bitch, but she cared for her sister.

Liza softened when she heard the change in he sister's voice, but she wasn't going to change her plans for her. In fact she simply walked away with Jax, effectively ignoring her sister's pleas.

Ana tried, she really did, but her sister was just as stubborn as she was. She caught the eye of Jax, who had his arm slung around Liza, as he smirked at Ana; clearly signally he had won.

Defeated and slightly humiliated by the attention she had gained from the people around her, Ana stormed to the nearest waiter and essentially snatched the whole tray holding up shots of tequila. She quickly downed the drinks before snatching a beer from a guy making out with a girl she could not remember.

Christian, witnessing the whole debacle, rushed to Ana's side to assist her from falling over. But she shrugged him off before Biggie Smalls Hypnotized blasted through the sound system.

Ana completely drunk whooped as she heard the opening beat. She quickly rushed into what was the foyer, with a table in the middle. She toed off her heels before clambering up onto the table and begun dancing. She got appreciated whoops and jeering, mostly boys, but Christian was not impressed. She was drunk and reckless. Ana slut dropped and accidently hit her head against the chandelier above her, effectively falling into Christian's waiting arms.

Christian carried Ana to the back garden, and sat her down onto a chair where he looked over her for any possible injuries. But he was quickly pulled aside by his brother, who looked like his puppy had died.

"Elliott I'm busy here." Christian sighed in frustration.

Elliott oblivious to anything but his heart breaking, glared at Christian, "Well this won't take a minute."

Christian sighed before stepping aside away from Ana to listen to his brother.

"The deal is off! Liza doesn't want me, she wants that prick Jax!" Elliott declared utterly dejected.

Christian inwardly rolled his eyes in irritation before giving his younger brother a much-needed pep talk. "Elliott! If you like the girl then go for it! You don't know what's going to happen unless you try." Christian said before quickly swooping to catch a slumping Ana.

Meanwhile Liza was not enjoying the party at all! Firstly Elliott had ignored her all night, her sister was an embarrassment and now Jax couldn't shut up about his modelling career.

"So I'm thinking, this will be my underwear pose and this will be my swimsuit pose." Jax modelled thinking both were different. But in actual fact, he had done the same pose and he looked ridiculous!

"Very inviting." Liza said, clearly unable to come up with a good enough response.

"Damn! I was going for sexy." Jax replied with a pout.

Liza rolled her eyes before getting up to find a possible ride home.

"Where are you going?" Jax questioned. He was hoping for a bit of alone time with the delectable body of Liza Steele.

"Home." Liza curtly nodded and turned around, only to be stopped by Jax.

"A couple of us are going to the Diner, You wanna come and share a hotdog?" Jax salaciously grinned.

"No thanks." Liza was grossed out by his attempts.

Jax wasn't prepared for a no, and when he was about to push her to go, her hot friend Amber quickly jumped in. She was willing to go and wanted to share more than just a hotdog.

Liza, clearly disgusted by her 'friend', scoffed before leaving. She waited in the driveway and saw Elliott sitting perched on the oval fountain. She approached him and he looked up when he saw a figure shadowing him.

"Elliott? I'm lost! Could you help me please?" Liza begged in hopes for a ride home and alone time with him.

Elliott wanted to tell Liza to go fuck herself, but the gentleman in him caved and he gracefully led her to his car.

The short drive was silent, and when Elliott pulled up to Liza's house; he didn't know what to do. He wanted to talk to her, but instead he begun ranting.

"You know, I've been nothing but nice to you! Cared for you! And you have been nothing but selfish! You couldn't even acknowledge my existence at the party, because you were so into Jax. Liza you are really a stuck princess aren't you? I mean, I fucking li- "

Liza quickly pressed her lips to Elliott's, essentially shutting him up before jumping out of his car and skipping towards her home.

Christian finally pulled up to the Steele Residence after an hour of driving around, McDonalds and puking to sober up Anastasia. She was semi coherent, but still buzzed from the fourth tequila shot she took.

Meanwhile Ana was staring at Christian dreamily. He had gotten 10 times hotter since they left Ethan's and all she wanted to do was rip his clothes off- with her teeth.

In fact, before she knew it, she leant into Christian, ready to rock his world with her mouth against his. But he pulled away.

Christian, he was tempted, for sure! But he couldn't take advantage of her! Not whilst she was drunk. He resisted her, but clearly that was the wrong thing to do.

Ana's face quickly morphed from rejection and hurt to anger and vengeance. She had put herself out for Christian only for him to pull away! She scampered out of his ridiculously expensive sports car before slamming the door shut so hard she thought it would come off its hinged. She stomped up to her front porch, but not before flipping the arrogant bastard off.

Christian knew he had fucked up.

HIII! Sorry this is absolutely late! I had a really bad bum injury lmaooo! The coccyx. Plus I went on holiday and couldn't find the time to update. But I should get back on track with updating every week, though it wont be on Mondays; rather Fridays