This is my story, I just borrowed some names from E.L. James.


Okay, get it together Grey, I say to myself as I walk toward the entrance of the building she's working in. It's ten to eleven and I've been wanting, no pining to see her form the moment I've woken up at six-thirty.

As I walk towards the front desk I see here come around the corner and suddenly stop dead in her tracks. Normally people great me and most girls instantly drool over me, but not her. Instead of coming over to great me as here job probably requires, she tries to hide behind a big potted plant. I swear to God she is crouching behind it with here eyes closed as if she is a toddler thinking people can't see her when her eyes are closed. Pretty funny actually.

"You know I can see you through the leaves, don't you?" I ask her chuckling to myself.

She turns a pretty shade of scarlet and after mentally shaking herself comes up to me and asks me if she can help me.

In real life her face is even prettier than my memory. I want her.

"My name is Grey, I've got an appointment with Mr. Cottew at eleven". Way to go Grey, being distant will surely win her heart…ehm I mean body.

"Could you wait for one moment please, I'll go tell Mr. Cottew that you have arrived. Can I get you anything in the meantime?" she asks me and moron that I am, I smirk and say:

"No, just don't head-butt me anymore".

The look on here face, makes me cringe internally, poor girl doesn't know where to look and I made her feel that way. Thankfully my brain can keep my mouth from making more stupid remarks and before I know it I'm sitting in the office of Mr. Cottew and we can start our meeting.

When there is a knock at the door my heart skips a beat because I know it is Anastasia bringing us coffee. She comes in with a adorable blush on her cheeks and a tray in her hands.

She gives us our coffee and seems to be bent on not looking at me and leaving the office as fast as she can. As she places everything on the table I see here face light up in a smile and with the tray balanced on her fingertips I watch her make some sort of twirl and then she tries to behead me.

One moment she is bending over the table and the next she crashes the tray into my neck and herself onto the ground. And the only thing I can think of is if she's all right.

"Ana, are you okay? Can you stand up?" I ask her at the same moment Mr. Cottew does.

She looks up to me with a mortified expression on her face and I'm instantly afraid she's hurt herself. I help her stand up to make sure that there is nothing wrong with her but the only off thing I can see is the expression of disbelieve in her eyes.

"Can you stand?"

"Sure, I'm okay. I'm so sorry. I hope I didn't hurt you" She says and it seems as if she is checking my health as I'm checking hers.

"You didn't head-butt me, so don't worry", I say with a smirk.

I didn't think it was possible but she just turned even more scarlet than she already was and with a quick glance around she practically runs out off the office. It makes me instantly regret making the head-butt comment.

During the meeting she brings us a second round of coffee and that's it.

I now sit in my car figuring what I can do to see her again.


I hope you liked this chapter.

Some more is coming up soon.