I'm sorry that it has taken me so long with updating this story. Writers block hit and it seemed to take a long time to go away. I hope you enjoy this chapter and please review.
P.S. Please listen to some of the songs listed in this chapter
After breakfast I walked back upstairs to my room with all intentions of getting ready. Turning on the radio, I set my ipod to shuffle and finally found a song to listen to. Before I grabbed my clothes I laid out on my bed, I fell onto my plush Chesterfield couch positioned in the corner of my room. Staring at the ceiling, I relived the past seven days in my head. All the things that Christian has said and done, has really proven just how much someone can care for another. I smiled at the thought of his note this morning and chuckled at the photos I took yesterday.
I startled from my blissful daydream when the phone rang and Christian's beautiful face filled my screen. I pressed the answer button on my screen and put my ear up to the receiver to hear his sexy voice on the other end.
"Hello, Mr. Grey" I said trying to sound my ambivalent.
" Hello my sexy girlfriend" He said and I blushed at the sound of the word girlfriend. "what are you up to now?" and the sound of his voice sent chills up my spine, even over the phone, and I can now feel that familiar pull that draws me to him.
"Oh nothing, just thinking about your sexy ass naked on my bed." he gasped and I knew he was hard. I had him right where I wanted him. "When are you coming back over, I don't want just the thought any more" just as I finished my sentence the mood of the conversation shifted, something was up.
"I'm not coming back over, my parents came home a day earlier than planned and now I have to stay here" he sounded so sad when he finished and I have to admit so was I. There is something about this man who just made me want him around me every second of every day. My heart ached for this man.
" Well just tell your parents that you're going to come over and work on some homework with me." My words were hopeful, almost desperate and I wanted nothing more than to reach into the phone and pull him through. He sighed again, this was not going to work out in my favor. "I can't. I'll call you tonight and we can have some phone sex to hopefully satisfy your appetite." and with that he said his goodbye and hung up the phone.
I remained on the couch, going over our conversation in my head. Something in his voice didn't sound right. There was something he wasn't telling me. I can't stand secrets, Jacob was mayor of secretville, and I can't, no, I won't go through this again. With my final decision I picked up the phone and called Christian again. The phone rang until it went to voicemail, that was strange. I called him again and again it went to voicemail. I huffed, stood up and threw my phone on the bed.
What was there to do, now that Christian wasn't going to come over? I walked back over to my stereo that was on the chest of drawers in the corner of the room and hit shuffle again on the ipod. The song that came on seemed to express every feeling that I had for Christian. This relationship was so new, but when we express our feelings intimately there is a familiarity that I have never felt before. As Little Anthony crooned the lyrics to Going Out of My Head, I let the emotion envelop me as I listened. This was one of Ray's favorite songs and now it so clearly explained my feelings for Christian.
The thought of Ray, of course, always brings reality home. Would he have liked my new boyfriend or would he have kicked him to the curb? My hope was that he would have like Christian and welcomed him into his home. That, of course, is what any daughter would hope for anyway. Just as that thought crossed my head the song had changed and The Beatles filled my room with the lyrics of I'll Get You in the End. I'm starting to think that my ipod is talking to me, so I can either shrug it off or take it's advice. My choice of course is to shrug it off as some strange coincidence. Ipods cannot talk let alone give advice on my love life.
Shaking my head at the absurd thought, I walk into the bathroom to take a shower, and turn it on. The promise of hot water is welcoming. I take my sweats and shirt off and step in. The water seems to wash away all of my doubt about Christian. Everything that he said to me last night come back and I kick out all of my hesitance. This man must care about me, I have only known him for a short time but this is certain in my mind.
The shower lasted longer than I wanted of course, but when I dried myself off and dressed I stared at myself in the mirror. What is wrong with me? Why am I letting this man get to me like he is? I have always been this strong person who has set up a force field around myself and when Ray died it only became taller. Now, I meet this boy and, suddenly, in one night the rules that I set up for my protection forgotten. "Just promise you won't fall in love with me" the words suddenly come back to haunt me. Why would he say something like that? Does he think he doesn't deserve love? I must ask him when I see him at school tomorrow. There are so many questions I want to ask him.
I sighed and walked out of the bathroom and into my room where the radio was still on now featuring the beautiful voice of Sam Cooke going on about nothing changing his love. Why are all the right songs playing? I have always loved this song and now I hope my relationship with Christian leads to something that is unshakable.
I walked over to my radio and turned it off. My ipod is not helping the conflicting emotions I am having about Christian right now. Silence finally fell in my room and I was left with my thoughts. I'm not liking where this was going, so I walked out of my room and downstairs to go and find Kate.
My phone vibrated in my hand and I looked at the caller id to see that it was Christian calling me again. " Hello Mr. Grey" my voice sounded clipped, some emotion was escaping.
" Anastasia what's wrong?" he sounded concerned. Shit! I need a better way of hiding my feelings around this man.
I cleared my thoughts and responded much kinder this time. " Oh nothing Christian I was just in the middle of something." I lied hoping to distract him from probing any further. " What's up baby? Do you need something" I finally said.
" I'm coming over" the words sent me into a blissful spin, he really does want to see me. "I can't stay away from you and my parents just need to accept that." he said and there was a tone in his voice that told me he was master of his destiny. "If it is ok with you Elliot and I were planning on staying the night. We both miss our girls." he said.
"Of course I'm ok with you staying the night. When are you planning to get here?" Then I could hear a muffle over the speaker, he must be talking to Elliot, and he got back on the phone. "Around noon. We have to get all of our belongings together, but don't worry baby I'll be there to hold you in my arms again." he was sincere in his choice of words. I swooned and immediately I knew I wasn't the only one worried about falling in love. Words like that show that I'm not the only one who's has it bad.
"Christian" I hesitated, the words seemed to escape me, finally I gathered enough courage to speak. " I love you baby" He gasped and said something under his breath that I wasn't able to hear. Finally he inhaled deeply and paused. " I love you too Anastasia." and there it was the words that I never wanted to say ever again.
"I'll see you at noon baby. I love you" he said this time the words seemed to leave his mouth smoother than the last time. "Bye Ana" the last two words held a longing in them.
"Good-bye Christian" I hung up and sat on the bottom of the stairs of the foyer and cried. How can someone who I barely know cause me to make such irrational decisions. This feeling is so different from last time. I have much to talk about next week with Flynn. I don't know what she will say but I hope it is all good. I seem to forget my sorrow when I'm around Christian. He is some sort of protective shield that keeps my demons at bay. The demons that I have created all by myself. Christian doesn't know the half of them and I don't know if it's too early to tell him or not but either way this is the man for me. I love him so much already and he has already shared so much with me the least I can tell him the truth about Jacob. I exhaled not knowing that I was holding my breath and stood up to tell Kate the boys would be arriving at noon.