Hey Guys, this is my 1st fan fiction which came into my mind when I was in school and a boring class was going on *we've all been there*. So guys I hope you like it and please go easy on me!

"You seriously like this shit?" Christian asks me as he takes another gulp on his beer. We were both sprawled on the sappy green couch I loathes but he for some reason loved, watching full house. For some reason I love that show. It has always been one of my most confidential guilty pleasures that only Christian is aware of. However, he does not spare a moment to tease me about it. I couldn't care less.

Hello, I am Anastasia Steele, the senior head editor in SIP. I have cheated my way through graduation, somehow got a degree but my passion however for literature has brought me where I am here now. And I'm 25. And for the man who just critiqued one of my favorite shows turns out to be none other than Christian Grey, CEO of Grey Enterprises and also my best friend.

We have been best friends from college. I was a sophomore and he was a senior. We did not know each other before my roommate introduced me to him. He seemed very awkward and uninterested around me. I figured he did not want to hang out with me so I did not try further. However the way we finally became friends was the time I got my first job at the local café right a few blocks behind our college. When I started working there, it turned out he worked there too, so inevitably, we had to converse. But later on, by some miracle we became friends. Good friends. He was always the resistant preserved one and I was the wild obnoxious one. He was the one who helped me get my first original job as an intern in SIP when I knew I was nothing more than a big fuck up. He is initially the reason I am here today. I will always be grateful to him.

On the other hand, he was destined to success. He could work hard for hours without needing a break. He took every opportunity he got and now, he has become 'The Christian Grey'

I have known Christian for five years now and I'm pretty sure he has multiple personality disorder. His usual persona is calm, quiet and reserved; an absolute gentleman. However with me he is very outgoing and friendly. Even rude in a good way. However I have to say that Christian is a really nice and amazing person and it feels amazing to get to know him in such a deep level.

Although one thing that never fails to startle me is handsomeness. He has piercing grey eyes which and make shivers run down your spine and when they soften it seems like the most comforting thing a man could ask for. It doesn't happen a lot though. I'm just glad his eyes do it for only me and his sister Mia. He has a well-shaped straight nose, an uplifted and symmetrical jawline, the smoothest tousled copper colored hair, the sweetest (and also rarest) of smiles, and a perfect, maintained body. He has features girls would swoon for. And they do. Christian just doesn't seem to realize it. And he absolutely hates when I try to find a girl for him.

Christian is also very private about his private life. He does not open up to anyone about his relationships. Not even me. This fact irritated me so much but I got used to it.

And now here I am watching full house in his couch eating cheerios with my best friend Christian.

"Hey, it's getting late" said Christian breaking me out of my reverie. I looked at the clock and utter shock was plastered on my face. It was 12:30! Even though it is a Saturday night, I've never stayed this late in his house. He turned off the TV and I got up and brushed off the cheerio crumps in my lap.

"It is. I have to go home."

"Why don't you spend the night over here?" he suggested.

I was merely shocked by his suggestion. He never let me spend the night in his house. Even in my college years he did not let me stay in his dorm after 9. He made some stupid excuse to get me out of his dorm. And after a while I accepted that. I took in a sharp intake of breath and rubbed my eyes fiercely, exaggerating it a bit too much. He let out a small chuckle.

"Are you saying that I can spend the whole night here? Is this some kind of parallel universe shit?"

"If you don't want to then it's completely okay" he reassured me.

"Oh hell no! I am not giving up on an opportunity like this one. I am gonna stay in your house. I am gonna stay the shit out of your house"

He gave a small laugh and said, "Nice stock of words you got there. Let's clean this mess up and then we can get ready for bed"

I was as giddy as a small child finally getting the candy he wanted for so long.

Staying the night with my best friend, what could go wrong?

So there goes the first chapter. What do you think? Like, comment, and favorite this. The next chapter is coming in pretty soon