A/N: This is an extra long chapter I was going to separate it but I wanted to jump right into the drama next chapter. Updates will get a little slower because I start school in two weeks (oh boy can't wait) I'm already cramming this summer work in along with writing so I might get a little overwhelmed but I will try to avoid hiatus at all costs! Now read away:)

Chapter 5: A Little Happiness

Point of View: Tiara Green

I hear the door close then feel coldness on my stomach, "You said you wanted to try it."

I lean up and take the beer out of his hand then he lies back next to me. I manage to get the top off and without thinking start throwing it back like there's no tomorrow.

"Whoa whoa whoa it's already bad enough I'm letting you do this you have to slow down a bit Tiara." He slowly tips the bottle back down as if I'm a baby.

"I want to be numb. I need to buy a vibrator."

He laughs at me lying back on the bed with me. "You'll be fine you didn't need him anyways you got me. I doubt you even know how to use a vibrator properly."

"Properly? You just stick it in and go to work. When you come you pull it out, clean up, and lie in bliss. Plus you know you can't do what he could do for me that's part of a boyfriend's duty." I crack open another beer and continue to drink feeling a little hazy already.

"Any man could pleasure you as long as he knows what he's doing but the guys you pick don't. Which is why you haven't had a true orgasm from a guy."

I roll my eyes then wipe out the rest of my beer before putting the bottle on the bedside table. "Well I can't keep a guy so I should just get a vibrator name him Johnson." I laugh idiotically then climb on top of him. "You do it you make it sound so easy so back it up."

"No I couldn't do that I don't want to fuck you up any further."

"So it is me? I'll never get my orgasm cherry popped. Is it cause I'm ugly or something? I know that probably has no connection but I must ask. I'm not the prettiest girl but I don't think I'm that ugly."

He rubs between my eyebrows making my face relax out of my pout. "You're absolutely beautiful. You're stunning and gorgeous pretty is a major understatement. So much so that it is nearly an insult and anyone who can't see that doesn't deserve you."

I lay my head on his chest before he sees the tears fall. He grazes his hand over my hair over and over again soothing me into a deep sleep.

I wake up hearing my phone go off returning from a reoccurring dream. "Hello?"

"Hey Tiara did I wake you up?"

"No Tyler it's fine. What do you need?"

"My mom wanted to see if you and Christian were okay with coming over to our house for pictures and stuff. She really wants to meet you along with my dad."

"Um yeah that's fine seven right?"

"Yeah are you bringing a bag over?"

"For what? Shit I'm sorry I forgot party at your house and I'm changing. Okay I got it I will have my stuff and meeting your parents at six with Christian before the dance."

"Okay beautiful see you later."

"Kay bye."

I throw my head into the pillow groaning then get up to do my usual morning routine. I walk out to the living room to see all the curtains closed and absolutely nothing on to make noise.

"Good morning Christian."

"There's nothing good about this morning and please for the love of god be silent."

I grab a bagel and eat it plain not wanting to provoke him. I sit next to him on the couch listening to only our breathing patterns in the air.

"I'm sorry." We both murmur at the same time.

"I didn't mean what I said... sort of I barely remember honestly. It was a long day and I have a lot on my mind all I wanted was for my best friend to be my best friend. I didn't need nor want overprotective and overbearing Daddy Christian to come out. I know your intentions are good but I also know you would either lock me in here or have me on a leash so nothing could happen."

"I need to keep you safe. Your relatives might not give a damn about you but I do and so does my family... Our family. My world would stop if something were to happen to you or you were gone. That's what I was afraid of the most that you would go off on your own and never think about me again. I know I can be a dick and a burden but I just want the best for you."

I lay my head on his lap, "I love you Christian." I feel him tense up a bit, "As my best friend and I don't expect you to say it back but I wanted to make sure you knew. Never drink that much again I don't want anything to happen to you. Promise?"

"Promise." He grazes his hand over my hair making me remember my dream that felt so real.

"Christian have we ever... I mean possibly gotten close to having... Sex?"

"No we are perverts but we haven't crossed that line. I'm sure you would remember."

"Well back in the day when I had my first beer and you were with me I can't remember the rest of that day."

"You were pretty drunk you had fell asleep on my chest and I had to get up before Tony got back. I was getting you into some pajamas but I had taken off your bra because I know how much you hate to sleep in one. I had gotten your pants on but when I was about to pull your shirt over your head Tony walked in. He obviously got the wrong idea then saw the beers and went clean off. I explained about the bad breakup but he still wasn't happy I thought he was going to end our friendship right there but you woke up bawling your eyes out. Tony saw that I was telling the truth especially when you said that you wanted a drink for the heartache. I guess he understood that I had good intentions and I wasn't trying to fuck you so we moved on. Why are you asking about this now?"

"When you were drunk last night you were murmuring all this random stuff saying you couldn't tell me and it sounded like we had..."

"No you woke up the next morning as if nothing happened no hangover or anything. Tony thought you might have blacked out or something so we decided not to speak of it."

"Okay thanks for telling me. I have to tell you something but please don't yell."

"Fine."

"You have to take me to Tyler's house and meet his family because they want to meet us and want to take pictures."

I sit up right before he shoots up, "Who the fuck is Tyler? Are you dating him? You have a damn boyfriend and didn't tell me? Why the fuck do I have to meet his parents is he going to propose? That horny fucker better think again!" He bellows clenching his head automatically regretting it.

"Calm down he's my date tonight for homecoming. He's a really nice guy so don't be mean. His parents didn't want to be rude and not invite you."

"Well I decline." He starts pacing turning his back to me.

"Christian please... I really like him."

He whips around anger evident, "Lord help me I'm not ready for boys. I do not want to go I don't want to see his hands on you just no. No!"

"Please?" I cross my arms and pout.

"No kissing or touching if he touches you I have the right to kick his ass."

"He can't not touch me."

Christian narrows his eyes, "Why the fuck not?"

"Because we will be together in pictures and hugging. Don't be unrealistic."

He actually rolls his eyes, "Fine I'll make an attempt to be cordial."

"Thank you that's all I ask. Oh one more thing I'm staying out at Caitlyn's house after the party at Tyler's house. Okay thank you!" I get up and scuttle on towards my room.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Do I have no authority here?"

"Not really." I run back and get on my tippy toes to kiss his cheek, "Love you!"

[x]

"Were you guys on stand by or something awaiting for his call?"

The blonde doing my makeup shakes her head then says, "We were all in the middle of working, but when The Christian Grey calls you drop everything."

I roll my eyes watching all the mental sexual pictures run through their heads about him. You would think I would've been used to this by now but no its still annoying. Its like when all your friends would swoon over your older brother and you want to throw up. Luckily for me these women, all blondes, are almost done.

Once I have my silver pumps and cream strapless dress on with a little silver detailing I look in the mirror. My hair is half up but most of it down in semi curls and only a touch of makeup. Since I have a more natural look I already know Christian told them to do that.

"Thanks everybody."

The beauty team murmurs their responses looking in the mirror at me before we all walk out where Christian awaits. He smiles at me wearing his CEO get up. "You look perfect."

"You don't look too bad yourself." He laughs a little before glaring at the girls giving them the message to leave.

Once they are all gone he wraps his arm around my shoulders and kisses my head, "Cheer up I know what you're thinking about."

"This is the first homecoming that I'm going to without you and Tony by my side." I smile slightly remembering how they both took me freshman year because I was too afraid to go without a date. Of course girls ogled over them but they had their full attention on me and my happiness. Somehow it turned into a tradition including junior prom that is now broken.

"I will admit that I'm a little jealous and not happy about this Tyler person taking my spot. You know I'm only a phone call away if you need your partner in crime."

"I'll be fine. See nights like this is why I told you that you need a girlfriend but no. I might have to set you up."

"I'd love to see that day but anyways I need to get you out of here." He sticks his arm out, "My lady."

I can't help but laugh, "Thank you kind sir." We walk out to the car arms intertwined.

I'm taking slow deep breaths the whole ride afraid of all the terrible things that could happen. It gets so bad Christian puts his hand on my knee and reassures me that he will be on his best behavior.

We pull up to a giant black gate with gold detailing that says One Admirals Way off to the side. "Oh um 1257 is the code."

Christian groans sticking his arm out the window to press the numbers causing the gate to smoothly swing open. We drive in to see an enormous mansion unfold that makes Beverly Hills look like the slums. Christian gets out the car at the same time as me still wearing his sunglasses and looking so impassive. I ring the doorbell then nudge him with my hip, "Cut the grumpy look! You fuck this up for me, I'll tell Grace."

He looks at me wide eyed knowing that his mother will be scary to face if she's mad at him. The door opens and a woman in maybe her mid to late forties smiles. "You must be Tiara it's so nice to meet you." She pulls me into a hug then turns towards Christian, "Very nice to meet you Mr. Grey."

He takes off his sunglasses as they shake hands, "Call me Christian."

We sit there for a moment, "Oh please come in!" We follow her into the massive foyer and straight ahead into the living room that looks as if no one has ever sat in it. "Tyler is upstairs with his father perfecting his tie. He is very nervous about this he likes you so much." Its my turn for my eyes to widen as my face heats up, "I wasn't supposed to say that."

"Uh it's fine Mrs. Hoechlin."

"Call me Lori hon no need for the formalities you might be my daughter in law one day."

"Um yes possibly I guess?"

I see Christian slide his hands into his pockets going full CEO mode obviously not liking that comment. Luckily someone comes downstairs disrupting the awkward silence.

"Hey Tiara sorry my brother is so slow," Tanner hugs me.

"This is my youngest son Tanner, Tanner this is Christian," Lori explains.

He throws his hand up to Christian who reciprocates with a nod and tight-lipped smile. "Tanner was thinking about getting his pilot's license you should tell him about Charlie Tango." I raise an eyebrow at Christian who takes the bait and goes on to explain some of his adventures. That was a miracle.

About five minutes later I hear two pairs of footsteps and turn around to see Tyler looking delicious as ever with a big smile on his face. I don't even realize that my feet have moved until we meet halfway and I hug him tight as he does the same.

"Hey there handsome."

"Hello gorgeous."

I smile a little before turning my attention to his dad as Tyler pulls me in by my waist. "Hello Mr. Hoechlin nice to meet you."

"Don, and same to you Tiara I've heard many great things about you." He leans in and whispers in my ear, "My son is quite smitten with you."

That familiar blush returns as we make our way back to the living room. Christian's jaw tightens staring at Tyler's hand firmly on my hip. "Uh Christian Tyler, Tyler Christian remember what I was saying before we came here?"

"Yes. Tiara speaks highly of you Tyler from what I've heard you seem like a very nice young man."

"Thank you sir," He replies shaking Christian's hand.

"Let's get some pictures so you two can get on with your night," Lori says leading us back outside to an area that was practically made for photo shoots.

"You should actually look at the camera." I turn my head and look up into green eyes that have been fixated on me.

"Everything I want to look at is right here not in a lens."

"At least smile for one picture." When he doesn't respond I turn his face away by his chin then whisper, "Yes."

He turns back and pulls me in lifting me off the ground before putting me down and kissing me as if there's no tomorrow.

Point of View: Christian Grey

A part of me wants to charge over there and rip him to shreds while the other wants to smile. I never thought I would see her smile like that in a billion years but here we are. I push away my selfishness and decide to enjoy the moment. As much as I hate to admit it this Tyler character seems like a good guy and as long as he makes her happy I have no problem. Maybe the reason why I have a higher tolerance for this boy is because he reminds me of what I could've possibly been if I wasn't so fucked up.

"They are adorable, young love is so precious." Lori says watching the red convertible drive off.

"Could you send me those pictures when you get the chance? I have family that would love to see them and so would I."

"Of course Christian. We all should have dinner sometime."

"That would be wonderful."

[x]

Three Hours Later Point of View: Tiara Green

My legs are starting to feel the repercussions of dancing for about an hour straight. I didn't want to let all the good fast songs go by and not be on the dance floor. A country song comes on which is not my preference so Caitlyn, Jon, Tyler, and I walk off to the side grabbing bottles of water. We sit down at a table and Tyler instantly pulls me onto his lap.

"You two can't get enough of each other can you?" Jon says as I indulge in my favorite pair of lips.

"Mhm... Yeah... Sure." Tyler murmurs between kisses.

I finally pull away feeling the too familiar presence of the same girl that has been hovering. I look up to see her practically combusting with anger sending death filled glares at me. "Who is that?"

"Sandra Sullivan, a girl that has had the biggest crush on me since she saw me. We dated for maybe a month or two freshman year but she was too obsessed with me. Don't worry about her baby she's just jealous." Tyler turns my face back to him and kisses me again.

"That chick is straight up crazy. I tried to talk to you in class about what page we were on and she nearly ripped my jugular out," Caitlyn adds in.

"Well psycho bitch has another thing coming if she tries to mess with me or my man."

"Now that's a fight I'd love to see." Jon says easing his arm around Caitlyn.

"C'mon let's get out of here we have to set up for the after party." Tyler puts me on my feet and stands up.

"I have to go get my purse I'll meet y'all in the parking lot." They all nod before we head off in different directions.

I walk into the room that was dedicated to accessories no one wanted to carry around the whole night. I get to the corner bag then stop when I feel some weird tingle up my spine. I turn around and look up into blue eyes.

"Uh um," I clench my eyes closed regaining control on my respiratory system. "Can I help you?"

"That's really the first thing you say?"

"Well technically it was uh but whatever floats your boat. I take it you don't have a purpose in approaching me so I'll be leaving now." I grab my purse and begin to walk out until Ian whips me around by my arm.

"I want an explanation."

"I'm sorry I don't know the meaning of life now would you please let me go to my boyfriend? Shouldn't you be supervising students or something and not bothering me?" I start to pull away but he actually holds me closer. "Look I'm so not in the mood to deal with the pile of bullshit we have created. I'd rather discuss this when we aren't in a place where there are hundreds of witnesses. Actually no just forget about it and move on because I surely have."

I yank my arm from his grip and continue on my way, "Tell me you don't want me and I'll never bother you again!"

I don't even turn around but simply stick out my hand giving him my spirit finger. I finally make it outside to see Sandra talking to Tyler. I count to ten then go over to them. "Hey baby sorry I took so long." I kiss him making damn sure she knows who he is with now. "Oh I don't know you. You are?"

She raises a black eyebrow, "I'm Sandra and you are?"

"I'm Tyler's girlfriend. I would question you on whether or not you saw us tonight but I already know you did. Of course I could ask if you already knew my name but c'mon who doesn't know my name? People who intentionally want to piss me off and would like their ass kicked that's who. Now I'm in a pretty good mood so I will give you a warning to stay away from my boyfriend. Don't think about him, dream about him, look at him, or even breathe too close to him. While you're at it you might want to tear down whatever fucking shrine you have in your room dedicated to him. Tyler is all mine and trust me if he ever forgets I'll remind him all night long so don't worry. Have a good night Sandra." I go around to the passenger door then turn back and stare her down until she finally walks off.

"Never do that again in front of me Tiara. You staking claim over me is so sexy it gets me going babe." Tyler says taking off down the road.

I laugh, "Is there anything I do that doesn't get you going?"

"Hmm nothing that I can think of but I'm thinking with the wrong head right now."

We soon pull up to the immaculate house but drive around and into the garage. Tyler takes my hand and leads me through a door that takes us outside towards the pool. We walk down the concrete steps and into what I think is a pool house.

"Welcome to my bachelor pad. My parents let me move out here when my older sister and brother left home."

I look around at what must be every guys dream. "Your parents are okay with a giant party?"

"I don't know they're out of town for the weekend. They took Tanner with them too." A smile slowly spreads across his face.

"Don't look at me like that mister. It's not going to be a fuck fest around here. Plus I'll be at... You are so sneaky!"

"What did I do?"

"You told me that so I wouldn't be lying to Christian. I'm actually staying here with my very clever boyfriend."

Tyler pulls me close and starts kissing me. Out of nowhere he picks me up and walks off to his room kicking the door shut. He lays me down on the bed and kisses down my neck making lust cloud my mind, which is what I need. I take off his tie and my fingers fly through the buttons just about to push his shirt off when there is banging on the door.

"Get out here you crazy kids cars are already lined up at the gate!" Jon says making Tyler and I sigh in disappointment.

"We will be out in a second," Tyler replies before standing up and looking down at me. "I could get used to seeing you in my bed."

"Good because I will be here the engaging in your fuck fest." With one last sigh I get up and drag Tyler out by his hand to the main house.

"Don't worry you have tonight and all of tomorrow," Caitlyn says patting me on the back noticing my pout.

All of a sudden music begins to blast through the house bringing it to life with a deep heartbeat that vibrates through my chest. Jon opens the door and as the stream of people flood through he yells, "Let's get this party started!"

Point of View: Christian Grey

I'm shooting emails back and forth with Ros diffusing some minor problems that have come up. As I'm looking over the documents about a business I will soon own the gnawing question comes back up. Who the hell is this Somerhalder guy? A name like that you don't simply forget I know I have heard it before but where is the question. I seriously doubt I've done business with a Somerhalder so that leaves my personal life.

Not staff of any sort the only friend that I see as a true friend is Tiara and Tony but he's gone. I don't think I'll ever forgive myself for going off to start GEH I should've stayed or at least tried harder to keep in touch. Who knows maybe Tony wouldn't have been hauled to a hospital to die maybe I could've calmed him down I know stress is what actually killed him. It's much too late for regrets there's nothing I can do now but finish what he was dead set on accomplishing and that is looking out for his baby sister.

I shake my head trying to get back on track Somerhalder. I could always get Taylor to run a background check but that would be a waste of time because I know that name. I have no clue how the hell I got Tony and this Somerhalder man in the same thought. The only other person that comes to mind that I don't have a clear understanding of is an old friend more like acquaintance from Harvard.

He left to do modeling or something I mean I don't blame him I wouldn't want to hear all those self righteous professors if I didn't have to. The last I heard was that he was in Europe and was still working on his degree but that was years ago. We were a special trio all wanting different things out of life to be a lawyer, teacher, and CEO. I would pay money to have all three of us sit down today and talk about how our life went after that summer. Tony, Ian, and I one special ass trio too bad Ian never said his last name only initial because he hated it that much.

Teacher with the same last initial of S… that's too much of a stretch. I shake my head again and focus on the world of mergers and acquisitions.

[x]

Point of View: Tiara Green

I wake up hearing and feeling the breeze of the ceiling fan. I turn over in the bed of clouds to see my gorgeous shirtless boyfriend. A thought enters my mind and I'm already on top of him before I can even consider not doing it. I glide my fingers up his body then whisper, "Wake up baby we have a long day."

A smile graces his lips before green meets brown, "You are absolutely gorgeous." Tyler slips his fingers into my hair and brings me down into a kiss. His hands slide down my body and grasp my behind slowly grinding his rock hard member into my throbbing sex. We both were a little drunk last night so we've been on edge for way too long.

"Stop teasing me," I murmur against his lips.

"You're the one with clothes on."

I stand up over him and pull my shorts and shirt off. His mouth pops open seeing me completely naked but I take it as a compliment. I bend over and pull his pants off causing his manhood to stand straight up. I put my hands on my hips looking him up and down ready to pounce.

"Get down here right now woman!"

"And do what?"

"Go wild until I make you come."

I get down on my knees still hovering over, "Are you sure you want me to go wild? Sometimes I get aggressive."

"Fuck me babe." His hands rub my thighs obviously fighting the urge to pull my hips down.

I slowly lower down stretching along the way until I'm completely filled with oh so good wood. I place my hands on his chest and move my hips up causing an unexpected moan to leave my lips. My head falls back as I sink back down feeling just how blessed he is.

Tyler's hands go to my hips moving me back and forth pleasuring every spot imaginable. "Oh god," I whimper twisting my fingers around in my hair as I move faster. I feel an unfamiliar deep pressure building in the pit of my stomach. I try to ignore it but its nearly impossible as it grows.

Suddenly, Tyler leans up and holds me against him as he slowly thrusts in and out. I place my hands on each side of his face as we kiss inhaling each other's moans. I start to tug at his hair as my breaths come out in shudders. His name leaves my lips in a whimper while my body shatters into a million pieces.

I feel Tyler's grip begin to loosen, "Don't stop I want more."

He looks me up and down as if I'm some goddess, "I won't stop until you say so." I'm soon looking up into his eyes as he hovers over me.

[x]

"Baby I have to go."

"No," Tyler groans into my neck as I sit on the kitchen counter the last surface that wasn't christened. I don't think my feet have touched the ground all day since I've been carried or had my legs around his waist.

"I promised I would be home for dinner and I haven't eaten all day mister I need food."

"Sorry I had your mouth filled with something else."

I laugh and hit his arm, "Same to you but I would think you'd be full by now from all that eating you did."

"I will never get enough of you," We start kissing again starting another make out session.

I pull away before I'm pulled back into anymore sex, "No I have to go!" I push him away and jump down almost falling since my whole body feels liquefied.

Tyler pulls me back onto him, "One more time baby I'll be quick I promise I'll at least try."

"If I have another orgasm you'll be carrying me out of here."

"Deal!"

Before I can even think to object I'm bent over the counter moaning as he enters me in one fluid motion.

I give Tyler a kiss through the window before I walk off into the lobby. I feel completely sated and relaxed getting off the elevator even though I know I shouldn't. I open the door and throw my keys on the counter. I smell food cooking and I know Christian couldn't manage to make ramen in the microwave.

I head around the corner through the living room and hear Christian along with another guy laughing. I get that weird tingle all over as I go to the table and see Christian and Ian having a ball. They both look over at me but Christian speaks up, "Hey Tiara who knew that your teacher was a friend of mine back in college?"

"Yeah and our families are practically one his family are friends with my family. This must be fate." Ian says making me want to rip that smile off his face. "Wait where's Tony?"

That's all it takes for me to storm off to my room not giving a damn if I'm being a bratty teenager right now. I end up sitting on the toilet crying over that stupid simple question and all the crap that is now sitting at my kitchen table. Who the hell does Ian think he is?

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