Phoebe's POV:

My parents found out about me skipping school, I was grounded. No camera, no television, no computer, and no Blaine. We were only allowed to ride together to school. Jenkins then had to stay and watch us go inside.

We were waiting for Jenkins to pick us up from school, savoring our few minutes alone together.

"We should spend Christmas Eve together," I clung onto him.

"We spend every day together, of course we'll be together on Christmas Eve."

"No, I'm talking about spending the night."

"Fee, there's no way in hell your father is going to let me spend the night," Blaine grinned.

"That's why we won't tell him," I said as Jenkins pulled up, "Just think about it, okay?"

Whatever my parents argued about a few days ago was over. They were back to their usual disgusting, awkward display of affection.

I needed to use this to my advantage. Blaine wouldn't chance sleeping over again, especially since my father was home. Teddy was due back on Friday, I know he would do everything in his power to make sure that doesn't happen.

"So I was thinking," I started.

"That's never a good idea," my father smiled.

"I was thinking about having Blaine sleep over," my parents looked at each other, "I know what you two are thinking. It's not to have hot, crazy Christmas Eve sex. It would just make sense because he's coming over early anyways! We can even sleep in separate rooms or him on the floor in my room."

"Absolutely not," my father yelled.

"And why not?"

"You're in high school, you two don't need to be having sex because I refuse to appear on 16 and Pregnant," my father barked, "And if you thought for one second that I was going to allow you two to have a sleepover, you must be crazy."

"You and mom slept together before you guys were married," I pointed out, "And had sex!"

"Jesus Christ," my father rubbed his forehead, "We were of legal age, not in high school."

"Mom was twenty-one, barely an adult. And if I recall, you were having sex with Elena..." I yell.

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT PHOEBE!" my father stood up from his seat.

"Christian," my mother said.

"I'm tired of you always trying to defy me. If you don't want to live by my rules then you can live somewhere else!"

I stood up, "Good! I don't want to be here anyways. You guys are hypocrites."

I stormed up to my room.

"GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE NOW!" my father roared.

"No, I hate you both! Go ahead and disown me, you'd be doing all of us a favor!"

I raced to my bedroom, making sure to slam the door. Every family has a black sheep, that was me. Ever since I became a teenager and realized how much I hated living this type of life. I wasn't allowed to go outside without four body guards. All of my friends had background checks, and if they didn't meet my father's standards, I wasn't allowed to be friends with them. People don't realize that when you have a billionaire for a father, you never have a chance to be normal. I've never been to a movie theater, never had a scrape or broken bone, I couldn't go out of town without my family, sleepovers at my house were a big "no, no," hell, I couldn't even go to amusement parks.

Teddy became accustomed to this life. He thrived and met my parents' expectations. There was never a rivalry, he exceeded in everything.

I remembered my first party ever. It was my freshmen year, Darcy and I devised a plan to sneak out from her house. We had one of her senior friends drive us. I was nervous that my parents would find out. So I left my phone at Darcy's house, I hadn't learned how to turn off the security yet.

Everyone at the party had a red cup in their hands. People were everywhere in the crowded house. Darcy had dragged me to the keg to get beer. Ever the attention seeker, Darcy impressed some guys by doing a perfect keg stand. I was scared out of my mind, my parents warned me against drinking things at parties. But I wanted to be having just as much fun as everyone else.

Claps erupted as Darcy came down from her keg stand, she did a little curtsy in her hot pink, skin tight, party dress and black heels. She walked over to me, glassy eyed but cheery.

"You're such a bore Pheebs! Have fun! We're freshmen this year, maybe you'll get some freedom from your crazy parents. Now take a beer and relax. I promise, I won't let you out of my sight."

That promise lasted a good five minutes. A senior named Carson came over and asked Darcy to dance. The two of them dated for two months before he broke up with her for someone older.

I was left standing near the keg, considering going home. That was when Gavin came up to me. I had seen him around school before. Everyone liked him, he was good looking, funny, nice, and a flirt. The fact that I was at the same party as him made me almost drop my cup of spiked punch.

"How do you like the party so far?" he leaned against the keg.

"Fine, thanks."

I was such an awkward child.

"You're Teddy Grey's little sister, right?"

That was my claim to fame, the sister to Teddy Grey and daughter of billionaire Christian Grey.

"Yeah."

Gavin smiled at me, "You don't talk much, do you?"

"My parents always said don't trust strangers," I smiled back.

"I'm not a stranger," he stepped closer, "Well I hope I'm not by the end of the night."

We sat down on a lawn chair, talking the whole time. He wasn't as bad as I thought he would be. He was a gentleman. I was afraid it was all an act. Monday morning would come and he would never talk to me again.

I had to take a drunk Darcy home. Gavin drove us and helped me out her to sleep. I wanted to kiss him so bad.

"Would you like to go on a date with me?" Gavin asked, "If you aren't busy."

"I'd love to," I remember swelling up with happiness, "But my parents probably wouldn't let us got out without five security guards."

"Yeah, I heard about that. It must suck not having your own freedom."

"You have no idea."

Gavin looked deep in concentration, "What if I pick you up from here?"

"It could probably work, but I wouldn't want you to get in trouble with my dad. He's crazy protective."

He smirked, "If you don't want to go out with me, just say it."

"No, no, I do want to go out with you!" I blushed.

"You're so cute when you blush," he touched my cheek.

Of course I blushed again.

"I'll see you here around five on Monday."

He kissed me fully on the lips before disappearing down the hall.

All of that seemed so long ago. If it weren't for Darcy and Gavin, I would still be hanging out with my parents on Friday nights.

I packed a week's worth of clothes and called Blaine.

"Hey baby," his voice filled my ears.

"Can you pick me up?" I sniffed.

"What's wrong?"

"Just pick me up please," I cried.

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

Making sure I had everything that I needed, I waited for Blaine's car to pull up. Not even seven minutes later, I heard his car honk. I grabbed my two bags and flew down the stairs.

"You come back right this instant!" my father yelled from the kitchen.

Him and my mother walked out to the foyer to watch me leave.

"Just leave me alone, you make my life miserable. I wish I was never born!"

"WELL SOMETIMES I WISH THAT TOO!"

My eyes widened as tears fell down my face. I ran out of the house to Blaine's car.

"Wait, Phoebe I didn't mean that," my father raced to the car.

"Drive!" I yelled at Blaine.

Blaine was holding me as I cried on the couch. I told him what the argument was about and he sided with my parents.

"Well I'll just go back then, don't want to be a bother," I snapped.

"That's not what I meant. You can stay here anytime, you know that. But running away won't solve anything," he said.

"Can you ever be on my side?"

"I'm always on your side," he kissed me, "I just don't want you to regret being mad at your parents, they love you."

I rested my head on his lap and laid down, "It doesn't matter. I'll be spending the week here if you don't mind."

"Of course I don't mind."

Sean walked into the house, swinging his car keys, "Hey love birds."

"Nice to see you too Sean," I grinned.

"Why are your eyes puffy? Were you crying? Do I need to kick Blaine's ass?"

"No, but I'll kick your ass!" Blaine threw a pillow at him.

"Good luck."

Sean slapped Blaine's neck before running into his room.

"I'm not going to school tomorrow," I told Blaine.

"Fee.."

"You can go but I'm so through with school. It's a waste of my time, I don't even wanna go to college," I confess, "I just want to travel the world and take pictures for magazines."

"School isn't that bad. You just have to give it a chance."

"I've given it a chance for almost eighteen years, it's not for me," I admit.

Blaine didn't comment on it, "You must be tired, let's go to sleep. Tomorrow you'll feel better."

"I doubt it, I'm going to go shower."

"Want me to join you?" Blaine grinned.

It was usually me who made the sexual advances, "In the shower?"

"Yes and then bed."

"Another time, I'm not really in the mood."

"Okay," he actually seemed disappointed.

The shower relaxed me a little bit. Blaine was already in bed waiting for me.

"G'night!" I said, pulling the covers up to my face.

Blaine moved to straddle me, his hands ran up and down underneath my shirt.

"What're you doing?" I grimaced.

"Trying to make you feel better," he massaged my chest.

His weight was too much for me to push off, "I told you not tonight."

"You were serious?" Blaine paused.

"Yes, now please get off of me."

"This is such a ego killer. You've never shot me down before," Blaine moved back over to his side.

"You'll get over it," I rolled my eyes.

Blaine propped himself up on his arm,"I'm worried about you Fee."

"Just because I won't have sex with you?"

"I was trying to distract you, didn't really work. Wanna go watch a movie? Get ice cream? I want you to be happy," Blaine kissed my nose, "You should know that by now."

"I do," I hugged him, "Just hold me."