EL JAMES OWNS THE ORIGINIAL CHARACTERS FROM FIFTY SHADES.

Author's Note: Hi all, I wanted to repost this for a bit of fun. I originally pulled it because I wasn't sure where I wanted to go with this, but I think keeping it short is perfectly all right in this case. I'm currently editing each chapter and there are only about 17 or so, but I can see where this takes us!

Another bright sunny day in beautiful Los Angeles, California the sunlight just beginning to stream through my blinds and heating up the room; how can anyone feel melancholy in such a beautiful place? Where I come from it rains at least 6 months of the year, snow for a month, and have some sun thrown in there if we're lucky. You might be asking where I could find such a dreadful place, oh just 1135 miles or so from here in Seattle, Washington, the place where I ran from. Before you jump to conclusions it's not what you might think, I'm not talking about getting hurt physically by something or someone from there, I'm not in protective services or anything like that it's more like I'm running away from my heart. My heart is in Seattle, not all of it just some key pieces; you probably have guessed it, its boy drama, but not just about any sort boy, the boy. They say first love never works out, but what if you've dated other guys before that, and he was the first one you fell for completely? Are you supposed to work it out with them or leave it alone? Well, I sort of chose the latter not really giving him much choice to debate any of it, and when shit hit the fan I ran.

I met him the autumn of my third year of university and the summer prior to our meeting was full of ups and downs; I dated a creepy stalker for a month and then ended up capping off the season with a guy I had a crush on for years in high school… I think it's safe to say it didn't pan out. I began the new year at the University of Washington, but I felt completely stuck in a rut after the lacklustre summer I had. So when I was invited to go to a party kicking off the new semester I gladly came, that night was when my whole life changed.

I was hanging out with my friends in the hallway of one of our acquaintances' rental house, when Christian passed me by. He devastatingly handsome, with dark hair, gray eyes, tall, and built like an Adonis. He wasn't the type I would go for usually because he seemed like the heartbreaker type, but there was just something about him that drew me in. When our eyes met for the one moment, it somehow connected us like we were the only ones in that house, no music, no people, just us. But of course, the moment was over much too quickly as my friends dragged me into the bathroom to do a spot check, when I finally got out of there he was nowhere to be seen. I didn't want to make a bigger deal about it, I decided to forget about the mysterious man with the beautiful gray eyes. Soon the already too crowded party became a tad too drunk as the night wore on, I was getting groped by random people left, right, and centre so I decided to bee-line it to the door to get some fresh air. As I weaved myself through the crowd I finally found the door, but not before someone stepped on my foot which caused me to tumble out. Luckily, that man with the beautiful eyes caught me just before I could fall on my face and make a fool of myself which may I add I do quite well.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Fine," I answered, straightening my top, "thanks for that."

"No problem," he looks at me with those beautiful eyes.

"Why are you out here," I asked him quizzically, "not that I'm unappreciative about you saving me and all."

"Crowded places aren't really my thing, I'm only here, because of my brother Elliott and his new girlfriend Tammy."

"Ahh, gotcha," I laughed, "well at least you're here because you got roped into it, I'm here by choice," I sat down on the top stair, he follows suit. "I'm trying to survive my third year of university, but I'm finding everything uninteresting at the moment." He looked at me, he furrows his eyebrows as my words sink in and realizing that he might take my statement a bit differently. "I don't mean that I'm bored at this very moment," I turn red, "I mean I'm bored with my classes… sorry."

He laughs, "I'm just joking, my name's Christian," he sticks out his hand.

"Ana, well Anastasia, I prefer Ana," shaking his hand, a jolt of electricity runs through his hand into mine and I quickly take my hand away.

We ended up talking the whole night on top of those stairs until my friends and his brother came out to find us. We exchanged numbers and that night he called me; sometimes I think back and wonder if I never met him would I still have ended up where I am today or would I just have been stuck living in Seattle? I guess we'll never know.

My phone rings and the familiar sound of my coffee machine starting, sigh a new day. My agent Carlos Zoltana, the self-proclaimed 'Go to' person in Hollywood, was probably calling to check up on me from last night. The man was challenging himself; he claimed he can make me the hottest new thing and put me in every single network in North America,

I finally found some motivation to get up from my comfortable bed and into my bathroom. My caramel colour waves were still intact from last night, I originally wanted to keep my hair the deep-chocolate brown colour it has always been, but Carlos thought it was much too plain. He demanded platinum blonde, but I got him to compromise. Christian always told me I was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and to never change a thing about me, but when I moved here my physical appearance was the very first thing they changed. They made my already long hair thicker and longer, dyed it, and waxed me everywhere. I was sore for days!

That damn phone keeps ringing.

Finally, I answered, pressing the speaker button and murmuring a greeting. "Good morning Carlos, how are you this morning?" I asked walking around my apartment.

"I'm fine, doll, and yourself," he coos, I roll my eyes he's such schmuck.

"You have a brunch date with Jane and me. It's about your schedule in the next month and you'll be meeting someone who will be playing a very large and important role in your new life."

I sigh, "This better not be another blind date or one of those dates for hire, I'm starting to feel like a hooker."

"You exaggerate, I never tell you that you to sleep with them, that's only a bonus," I can just picture him winking.

"Arghh, Carlos, stop being a dick."

"I'm just kidding, doll."

"Well, be ready and at the hotel by 11. Be prompt you don't want to be late for this," he laughs.

"Alright see you later," I hung up the phone and head straight into the shower.

We were obsessed. We talked all night and every night for two weeks straight clocking up to 8 hours minimum and we even saw each other almost every couple of days when my schedule would allow. He'd pick me up from campus and take us to lunch or to just go get coffee.

Christian was already a mind-numbingly successful, young entrepreneur... I was quickly falling for him and everything that made him who he was. He was driven, compassionate, and caring – everything else was just add-ons. Everything with him was exciting and new even if it was just watching Sabrina on the couch at his penthouse. Christian and I were moving fast, but it felt so right between us. I missed him when he wasn't around and yearned for a message from him, I was starting to act like a lovesick teenager. The only thing I didn't absolutely love was his situation with an unbearable woman. The few times we met she was like a dog marking her territory. Christian had kept brushing it off and always reassured me that I was the only thing he needed, but sometimes I'd doubt that, and I'd we'd fight for a couple of hours.

I look at the digital clock on the wall, 9:45 am. Great. I have to be ready in 45 minutes to get there nice and early for this mystery guest. This July I'll be filming for a month in Mexico, then Australia for another month, and then back to L.A. for wrap up; this is my first major role. I'm only 22 and I'm already carrying a movie maybe Carlos was an actual miracle man who can kick-starting any career. I'm using the term career quite loosely, I've never thought I'd actually be doing this, I remember as a kid pretending to be in movies that I watched. I just thought I looked too plain to be going to casting calls. I fell into this line of work when I moved to California to distance myself from my heartache. I learned rather quickly that you can't move somewhere and expect my head and my heart to forget about my failed relationship with the only man I had ever really loved.

I met Carlos when I was at the doctor's office getting a check-up since I was feeling a little under the weather. I had only been in my new home a couple of weeks and I was planning on finishing up my schooling at UCLA. Carlos noticed me when I sat across from him while he waited with his then-girlfriend Michelle. He complimented me on my bone structure and my long legs, I thought he was just being a pervert so I paid him no mind. He offered me an exciting new life, and I thought I was being marked for kidnapping.

He understood that I was skeptical so he gave me his card and told me we could meet at a local coffee shop, he told me that he will be there later today at 3 pm and if I happened to be there too we can chat some more. I was living in a dingy one-bedroom apartment with three roommates and had my university transfer paperwork ready to fill out, but I kept looking at the time. As 2:50 pm rolled around and I knew I was a sucker because I grabbed my purse and booked it to the café. And as Carlos had promised, he was sitting with some coffee in hand, he gave me a nod as I grabbed myself a cup of tea. We chatted and as the kids say, the rest was history.

In what seemed like days, I was booking small commercials, and then eventually I booked a role in a pilot that turned into a full-fledged short series drama called Jack, where I play Jack's long lost little sister who he teams up with to find our real father and bring our family back together. Then, I played a supporting role on the blockbuster, Unbreakable and played the lead role in the indie movie 'At Storm's Reach, and became a spokesperson for Flora Katz, a new up and coming designer. I had become an overnight thing, I wouldn't call myself a celebrity, but I do get pictured a lot in those magazines. I had to start an Instagram account and a Twitter, which was run by Carlos' team.

I'm now living the dream that most aspiring actors move to LA for and all that in two short years. Before I had left Seattle, I had changed my numbers, closed all my social media accounts, but of course Christian Grey found me within a week of searching. I told him that we were over and that I felt nothing for him, but that was an outright lie. It kills me every time I think about how I ended things.

Trying to get all thoughts of Christian out of my head, I threw on a dress and quickly dried my hair, I was out the door by 10:25 am. I went down the elevator to the parking lot and hopped into my carbon black Aston Martin Vantage, it was sexy and the very first thing I purchased down here. I'm not really into cars and I would be the first to admit that I don't know the first thing about them, but Carlos approved of its flashiness. The first thing he said to me when he signed me that I needed to start acting the part as a successful actress and everyone will follow; an Aston Martin would fit just perfectly into the life I was building. As the parking lot gate opened I zoomed past. I've always loved driving, it was the only time I let myself freely think about him without feeling absolute guilt.