*DAMN IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME! Its not that I forgot about this story, trust me, I have not. School crazy… I haven't even read many stories, so I am playing catch up on all grounds! I hope this makes up for everything. Lemon is coming up soon, I promise. Anyway, enjoy!*
APOV
He loves me. That is a very strange thought. All my life I thought I was unlovable. Between the abuse I suffered, to the boyfriend whom I thought cared for me… I realized that none of that meant that I was unlovable. I am a beautiful woman, but I have a lot of baggage. I used to be ashamed of my scars, but now I hold onto them. I looked at Christian who was fast asleep next to me. He looked so peaceful. I kissed his nose gently, causing him to smile a little. A giggle escaped my lips. His arms tightened around me as I felt him take a deep breath in my hair that covered his face.
"Move in with me…" I heard him mumble. "Never leave me….Ana…." He groaned a little. I laid there, a bit shocked. While he is sleeping, he may not remember what he is saying at this moment. I would love to live with him, but I hardly know him. Yes, I love him. Yes, he loves me. I looked at his face one more time. He is the one I want to wake up to every day. He is the one I want to have children with….wait did I just say children? This is getting too crazy for me. I can feel my lungs start to tighten up, its not long before I am gasping for air.
"Ana! Ana breathe!" I heard Christian yell from beside him. When did he wake up? It took a while but then my panic attack resided. I took a few deep breaths before I felt back to normal. "Ana… What happened?" Christian's concerned voice called out to me.
"Panic attack…" I whispered, keeping my eyes closed.
"Why are you having a panic attack? Did I do something? Did I hurt you! Did I-"
"Christian… Relax. It is nothing you did…directly." I shrugged.
"What is it, baby? Tell me please." He pleaded. I can't say no to him…
"I got freaked out. You… You asked me to move in with you in your sleep, telling me to never leave you. I got excited, but I was scared. I hardly know you. Yet, I love you. I looked at your face and… Damn it, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know this is crazy, I know I may sound crazy, but I belong with you Christian. I want to have your children; I want to be the one cooking your meals. I want to be yours in every single way." I said in one breath. I watched the evolution of Christian's face, and it was just a little less than comical. "What?" I sighed. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Ana…. You are so beautiful. I would love all of that… Hey… This may sound crazy, but what if we snuck off and got married?" He smiled. I blinked my eyes a few times.
"I'm sorry… What? MARRIED?" I just about shouted. He kept his grin up.
"Ana… Before you, I would fuck 'em and dump 'em. I never saw myself falling in love, or anything like that. But then I ran into you, on that street. I fell for you that one day. I looked at you and thought 'This is the girl I am going to spend the rest of my life with.' You are the woman I want to spend my life with. I know we have only known each other for a very short time, but what's the use? Why not go get married? We can just learn about each other as we go…" He smiled again. I continued to look at him like he was crazy. Marriage is a large step, and it's a scary one too. I have seen so many marriages fall apart. I don't want to be one of those women who are married for money, and don't care about their husband. I don't want to be one of those women who come home and find their husband in the hands of their 18 year old dog walker.
"I… I don't know, Christian. I mean, on one hand, yes! Lets go right now. Yet, on the other hand, what if you get bored with me? What if you find that I am not what you want?" I asked in a small whisper. I looked down at the blanket trying to control my breathing. Christian reached up and set his hand against my cheek. I leaned into his hand with a sigh.
"That could never happen, Ana. You are it for me. I am yours, and you are mine. I need you in my life Anastasia. I would die before going through this life without you. So… I guess what I am asking is… Will you marry me?" He pulled out a small box from behind his back, the box held a small but beautiful diamond ring, just my size and my style.
"Where did you get this? Wait… when did you get this?" I asked as I continued to look at the ring.
"Well, the ring belonged to my grandmother. She gave it to me when I turned 21 and told me to give it to the girl who was worthy of it. When I met you… I started to carry it around. It belongs on your finger, Ana." He continued to smile.
"Okay. I'll marry you." I whispered, taking the ring out and slipping it on my finger, it was a perfect fit. I could feel the tears fall from my eyes, but the way I realized I was crying was when I felt Christians hand wipe away my tears. "When do we go get married?" I sniffled.
The next morning, I awoke with a smile on my face. I looked at my hand, the ring still in place. "It wasn't a dream…" I whispered.
"Of course it wasn't! Now, come on. We have a flight to catch." I heard Christian call from the end of the bed. He was standing there in a suit, looking more god like than I could have imagined.
"Where are we going?" I slipped out of bed, and slipped on the white sun dress he had set out for me while his back was turned.
"I can't tell you. That is for me to know, and for you to be surprised over!" He laughed as he gathered the few bags he packed for me. I just shook my head and went to the bathroom, brushing my teeth, hair and putting some light makeup on.
"Okay, honey!" I called. "I'm ready to go." I walked out of the bathroom and saw Christian standing by the door with a slightly askew smile on his face.
"You look lovey!" He rushed over to me and pulled my body against his. His arms wrapped around my small frame. "I am so excited to make you my wife, Ana. I am going to show you the world." Then in dawned on me, I am going to be Mrs. Christian Grey. I am getting married to someone I have hardly known, but I can see in his eyes how much he loves me.
"What about work?" I asked as I pulled away from his warm embrace and gathered my purse and book. He opened the door for me and I followed him out.
"It's all arranged, Ana. I called your office and told them that you are on a business trip for a few weeks." He shrugged as he walked into the elevator.
"WEEKS?" I gasped. "We are going to be gone for weeks?!" I ran my fingers threw my hair. "What am I gonna say to Jack when I get back? He is really going to hate me…" I muttered. Christian sighed next to me.
"You let me worry about Jack, love. He won't be a bother to you, I promise." All I could do was nod.
The ride to the airport was nothing special. Christian sat in the back seat with me, one hand burning my leg as he kept his hand on my thigh. He was on the phone most of the time we drove, but his eyes never left my face, even when he yelled at whoever was on the phone. Once we got to the plane, he escorted me up the stairs onto the private jet. It was beautiful on the inside, a lot of grey and white furniture.
"This is a nice jet, Christian." I smiled at him as I set my purse down and took a seat at the table, pulling the seat belt over my lap. "So, where are we going?" I asked Christian as he sat down next to me. He brought his finger to his lip.
"I can't tell you. It's a surprise." He winked at me. I rolled my eyes. "Hey, just trust me, okay." He took my hand in his and kissed my knuckle. "You are going to love this."
I don't remember when I fell asleep, but I could feel Christian's hand run through my hair.
"Ana, baby… Wake up. We're here." I opened my eyes to see him smiling down at me.
"Where is…here?" I asked as I sat up and stretched my arms.
"Look out the window and find out" He opened the blinds to reveal the outside. I gasped at what I saw. It was the most beautiful ocean I had ever seen. The sun shined in just the perfect places.
"What are we doing here?" I asked Christian.
"Darling… This is a private island that I own. It is where we will be married." He said with a smirk.
I could feel the tears begin to fall. "Oh my love…" I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck.
"Come now, Ana. We must depart the plane. We have a wedding to go to!" He took my hand and led me from the plane. People were waiting for us as we stepped off the plane. His whole team led us to a secluded spot, just near the shore. Standing at the end of the sand were Kate and Elliot. I turned to Christian with a gasp.
"She would have killed me if I didn't let her come." He whispered. I chuckled.
The wedding was quick, but perfect. He loves me, and I love him. That's all that mattered. When the I Dos were done, and we said goodbye to the staff, and to Kate. Christian led me back to a small beach house.
"Well, Mrs. Grey…. What shall we do first?" He smirked. I grabbed his hand and led him to the bed room….
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