Back home, the apartment was empty. I wonder how Kate's father is doing. I sent her a text asking if she needs something and how is all going. I went to my bedroom and took my clothes off, threw on some old pj's and head to the living room. Sat on the couch and turned on the tv, began browsing movies, and Once I Found one, that was it.

After it I prepared some dinner while eating some snacks. Danced to some music and enjoyed my day, but Grey… he was still on the back of my head, waiting for a chance to taunt me. Kate texted, said her father was okay but he would need help since he broke his right leg, so she would be staying with him for a while. I watched another movie and noticed it was almost 7'o clock. At that same moment someone rang the bell. I walked towards the door and when I opened it…

-Grey!

-Good evening miss Steele. May I come in? – I got out of his way, so he could come in, and admires him in the process.

-What are you doing here? – Its so weird for him to come over here. Does he think Kate is here?

-I was around and decided to stop by. Thought we could talk…

-About?

-Well for starters, last night… For what I gathered you said it was my fault, the way you were acting towards Kate. And something about her being better then you?

I flushed, Why would he want to talk about this, not even I want to talk about this. I was drunk!

-Christian, I don't know. I feel bad for acting how I did last night, I'm sorry making it about you and Kate. I haven't been the greatest friend to Kate lately. But this is something I don't wish to discuss with you.

-Why? Is there any other person you can discuss it with? Besides, I already know about it and, oh look! I'm here aren't I?

-Like I said, I don't want to talk about it!

- Anastasia you have nothing to envy Kate for, okay. And you can always make amends with her if you feel you failed as a friend.

He got closer and I stepped back

-You are Amazing in your own way, and beautiful.

He stepped closer again and I stepped back

-I don't know what got you thinking so little about yourself.

-I don't think little of myself!

-Then I don't know what triggered this insecurity you got.

I didn't know what to say, I didn't like this feeling…

-And about me… Why is it my fault?

Once again, he stepped closer, but I couldn't step back, I found myself against a wall. I'm nervous, I can feel my heart beating fast, my mouth feels dry, I stared deep into his eyes.

-Its not your fault, I was out of line last night. I'm sure you noticed, you even pointed out and, thank you for taking me out of there by the way.

He stepped back leaving me space to breath and started heading to our living room. I followed behind him. He lounged at the couch, but his eyes were on me. I walked and sat on the couch across him.

-So, I noticed that Kate is the kind of person she will let her feelings be known, If something is bothering her she will tell you know if it has to do with you. She is very communicative and organized, Intrusive and curious. She wants to know it all, because she doesn't want to be wrong. – I listened to him described Kate, and he is not wrong, I'm glad he has been attentive with Kate. -Unlike you.

What? I kept quiet, thinking what will he say about me. I haven't spent that much time with him so he could have me figured out already.

-I mean you do let people know what its bothering you, but for what I witnessed last night. Extremely impulsive, or maybe that's because you were drunk. Which means you are a bad drunk, that's a red zone for you then.

-I'll keep that in mind Grey. Thanks for your concern.

-Sarcasm? Hey, You better make sure not to be around the wrong people if you pull that stunt ever again. If you were mine… - He silences all of a sudden.

If I were yours! Which I'm not, Kate is, so, lucky you don't have to put up with annoying, out of control, bad drunk and… low self-esteem that is Ana.

-On the contrary, I wish you were mine, I like you a lot. But the reason, is for me to know and for you to never find out.

Dumb by his admission, anger rushing all over me. He likes me, and I like him, but he is with Kate, and he likes her.

-What? You can't just say things like that. Are you crazy Grey?

- When I met you I Knew you wanted a relationship with me, but you had fun with Elliot. So, I thought, to make it fair… I met Kate first, and honestly maybe Elliot is a better fit for you. I can't give you that Ana, that's not my way of doing things. I don't compromise.

-Then, Kate is fine with the 'non-compromised' relationship.

-She is not looking for one now. But she is still trying to decide whether she wants to give it a try with me or not.

-Feels like you are just using my best friend. What is wrong with you.

-I'm not using her if she agrees, If she is not okay then I'll leave her alone.

-What does that mean Grey! That you'd go find someone else to have a non-compromised relationship with you.

-That's exactly what I mean.

-well, let me tell you that just a few girls will agree to that.

-You'd be surprised.

-So… you've done this before?

-I actually, I think you already know enough and this conversation has strived from its point. -He got up the couch and started walking towards the door. – Good night miss Steele.

-Grey! -He turned to look at me. – It doesn't have to be like that. Maybe you just need to find the right girl.

-Even if I want to, its very hard for me to express affection towards other people. I get worry about them, I get angry at them, I can be pleased with them. But I could never get Attached to them.

I felt sorry for this man. Why is he like that? That's not true, anyone can love and be loved.

-To be honest with you, the only people that I love if my family. But that's it.

-That's a start Christian. I hope you change your mind.

-Doubt it, but thanks for that. – He was about to leave when I remember I had food.

-Wait Christian! Come here for a second. – I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a bowl and serve him a portion of the food I've made. – Here! I don't know if You have eaten. And I honestly made a lot of food.

Christian stared at the bowl in his hands, then his eyes went straight to mines. "Grey to blue" If only… he smiled tenderly and kissed me in the cheek.

-Thanks. -He left without saying anything else.

I still feel the kiss lingering in my cheek, its burning my whole face up. And I feel so happy with just a little bit of his affection.