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Ana's POV
I can see Christian's anger behind the passive expression; I place my arm hand on his toned arm and try to pull him away. I watch him tentatively as he closes his trying to re gather his composure. "Come." I whisper, standing on my tiptoes to kiss his ear. He briefly smiles and reluctantly pulls away. I exhale, thinking that could have been a whole lot worse.
Phoebe's POV
My mom manages to calm him down from what I can see, James possessively pulls me from Luke's grip and we sit down at a table in the hall. "So, do you think your mum will be able to convince your dad?" Rosa asks me.
"Yeah, she can convince him to do just about anything, if you know what I mean!" I say raising my eyebrows. Truth is, I don't think she will – not this time. "Anyway, if she can't I can bring Rosa home and then the guys can sneak onto my balcony. I smile and James nibbles affectionately at my ear. I spot Luke looking awkwardly down at his drink, I frown. What the hell is wrong with him?
"Okay guys, here goes." I walk off, bracing myself to ask my mum. This isn't even the worse part…
Teddy's POV
I can see Pheebs walking towards mom, she looks guilty already. On no what is she doing. Caroline is talking at me – I usually listen but if this has anything to do with those guys. Shit Pheebs. I tell Caroline I'm going to get another drink so I can listen to their conversation.
'Hey Mom can I talk to you?'
'Yeah sure, what's up.'
'Um can my friends stay over tonight?"
Shit really long pause. I cannot believe she just asked that. Even if mom says yes, dad is gonna flip and none of us like the repercussions of a Christian Grey meltdown. Oh my fucking God Pheebs.
'Pheebs, you know I'll have to ask your father. Who is this concerning?'
Please don't say James. That guys a dick. Just don't say a guy.
'Um well Rosa…'
Phew!
'…And Luke… a- and James.'
Fucking hell Phoebe, you could at least lie! Or not making it so painstakingly obvious that you're in love with the shit. Arghhh!
'Phoebe! You know your father will say no, if it were up to me…'
'Please mom.'
'Okay. I will tell your father.'
Oh my God. Well at least Phoebe's friends will witness their first Grey family feud.
Phoebe's POV
"She said yes! Come on let's get to minebefore my father finds out!" I squeal in delight and go and jump in the Audi. "Taylor, you can come back and pick up my parents, we're leaving early."
"Yes ma'am." He says obligingly, I know he'll tell my dad. I wonder if he was this over protective with my mum. She seems to be able to control him and calm him so easily.
We get to my house and head straight to my room, Mrs Jones greets me on the way and is shocked by my friends. When we get to my room, James flings me onto the bed, kissing me and leaving me breathless. I laugh in joyfulness and push him off me, aware of Luke and Rosa. I push open my balcony doors and they marvel at the view, oh the joys of being the richest 15 year old in Seattle. "So what do you wanna do?" I ask them
"None of you know?" I reply to their shaking heads.
"I know what I want to do." James grins and kisses me.
"Stop! Someone will hear… Namely my father and seriously, you don't wanna be on the end of that." I laugh.
Everyone sits down on my bed
"So what's his deal anyway?" Luke asks me.
"I dunno, he's always been like it, does background checks on everyone. He even did one on Caroline." I giggle. "Probably something to do with a lot of people wanting to use us." I shrug, wanting this uncomfortable topic to go away.
"PHOEBE GRACE GREY. GET DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW." Shit. He is super mad. I glance at the others and they stare at me, wide eyed and wide mouthed. I run down stairs and glance at mum, who has one had on her face and the other on my father's back.
"What dad?" I ask him, calmly.
"ARE THERE BOYS IN YOUR ROOM?!" He asks me. I close my eyes.
"Yes." I say, again very calmly. I have done nothing wrong. I got permission. "Mum said…"
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOUR MOTHER SAID." He says angrily, shrugging off her hand. She looks angry now to. "I RUN THIS HOUSEHOLD. I'M FUCKING CHRISTIAN GREY AND YOU'LL DO WHAT I SAY."
"Christian!" My mother interjects. "You are not at work!" She looks him in the eye and places her hands on his shoulders.
"Anastasia, I don't need this right now, she knows the rules." He is calmer now but breathing deeply.
"Yes but Christian. You cannot control everyone and everything. She is a fifteen year old girl. You were fifteen…" His eyes widen. What happened when he was fifteen?
He turns his attention back to me.
"Bring them downstairs. I'd like to meet them." I stare at him. I did not see that coming. I run up the stairs.
"Guys he wants to meet you." I say to my friends. They gape at me and I smile. "Come." I lead them, trying to remain calm. Shit, shit, shit.
"Dad, this is Rosa, Luke and James." Gesturing to them all in turn, he smiles at Rosa but scowls at James. Luke should be pleased really. I stand in front of them, ready to jump in front of one of the guys in case my dad decides to try and kill them.
"So, you go to school with Phoebe?" My dad asks them. They murmur 'yes' back, keeping their eyes downcast. "Okay. I'll get supper prepared then and we can get to know each other." He says this and turns his back, walking into his office and slams the door.
"Nice to meet you, and don't worry, Mr Grey is very protective." My mom says, smiling and walks into Dad's office, closing the door behind her.