Love That Only We Know

The Beginning of Something Alright

Authors note: Heys guys I just want to say to those who are reading this. I ship damie and that this is my perspective and I'm apologizing ahead of time for anyone I offend well anyways this story is based off of events that happen in real life and some that don't happen like filming but others are perceived.
WARNING READ AT OWN RISK!!!
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Dakota POV
*Beep beep beep*. I listen as my alarm clock pulls me from an incredible dream. I can't believe I have to get up and watch more auditions! I sigh as I stretch and sit up in my bed. Why can't they just pick the new Christian Grey themselves? Do they really need my opinion to decide on a male character?

I manage to get my lazy ass off the bed and get ready. I looked in the mirror and admired what the stylists did to my hair. I had to admit that I loved the dark ringlets that fell around my pale face. My features look sharper, and my crystal blue eyes shimmer in the morning sunlight. I give myself a half-smile and quickly take my shower. I blow dry my hair and throw on my skinny jeans. I decide to top it off with a tight black shirt and leather jacket. I grab my white converse and scramble down the steps to put some food in Zep's bowl. I leave my apartment and  head to work.

After driving in wall to wall traffic for what seemed like ages, I finally arrive at the film set where they're setting auditions. When I open the door, my eyes immediately land on the plethora of Mr. Grey wannabes. Some of them I could imagine as Christian, but most of them should've looked in the mirror before deciding to embarrass themselves in front of me. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spot a guy with a clean-shaven face. I get an arrogant vibe from him, as if he thinks he's the best next Grey here. He's wearing a tight, dark grey t-shirt that compliments his toned muscles. HOT DAMN. The jeans are leaving so little to my imagination that he may as well be naked. I snap out of my dirty thoughts when I hear a name being called. I look up and hear clearly the name Jamie Dornan, and when I see who gets up I nearly crap my pants but what really tops it all of is when he started talking.

"Did you really have to gawk at me that long?"

"Um, yeah, I was looking at that stain on your shirt!!" I shot back. Really, Dakota? A stain?? Like honestly, how original! Now he knows that you were mentally undressing him! My internal monologue was interrupted by a slight chuckle as I look up to see him walking away.

I walk to the bathroom to look in the mirror, like a teenage girl prepping for a first date. I check for nose hairs, lipstick on my teeth, or even boogers. I don't want to walk inside a building where the Jamie Dornan is and look like a wreck!

When I'm finally satisfied with my appearance, I exit the bathroom and go into the room where auditions are being held. I spot Jamie rehearsing his script without even having to look at his lines. I think he's reciting the interview scene.

Of course, I'm supposed to be saying the other lines so I go over to the leather chair and sit down and impress everyone by saying the correct line, "Are you gay?"

Then it's his turn to impress everyone (and by everyone I mean the five people that were in there) by subtly tightening his fist, lightly smirking, and pulling his mouth into a frown while saying in the most serious voice, "No Miss Steele, I'm not gay."

He's looking at me as though he wants to jab a stick through my head. I chuckle softly and bite my pencil but I am interrupted when the director says, "Well, you did an amazing job, Jamie, but we do still have to go through everyone so that they all have a chance. But if I were you, I'd get ready to answer your phone because we're most likely going to be calling you to deliver good news."

I start to crack up, and try to hide my laughter. I look down at the floor, but then I'm interrupted by a clearing of a throat and low and behold, it's Jamie. He goes to speak but I put my hand up and bitchily say, "Save it."

Jamie replies with mock concern. "What, Miss Steele? Afraid you'll have to work with me?"

I scoff at his cockiness. "Wow, first of all, it's Miss Johnson, and second of all, I'm not afraid. I'm not looking forward to it. In fact I'm loathing the very thought of it! I hope someone beats your audition. In fact, I hope Christian Grey himself jumps out of the book and auditions! That way, I don't have to work with Mr. Jamie Dornan!!"

I say all of this without even taking a breath or blinking, because I want him to take me seriously. I start to walk away but he stops me in my steps and says "First of all, Miss Johnson, I don't appreciate your tone and I don't want to work with you either especially with you gawking at me every 30 seconds. And I don't know what drugs you're taking, but Christian Grey won't be jumping out of that book anytime soon to save the day. So I guess you'll just be stuck with me, but believe me, I think I'm the one who is getting the short end of the stick here with such a bad-tempered shrewmale as my co-worker!"

I stand there shocked at first by the nerve of his speech and then by his Irish accent. Like dang, I thought he couldn't get hotter but his accent just raised that hotness level.

"What is it?!"My slightly perverse thoughts are interrupted by a very exasperated Jamie.

"Huh?" I gasp, confused.

"Why are you always staring at me?!" he demands.

I'm so embarrassed that I just run out of the building and go out to start my car. That's the moment I say to myself, "It's the beginning of something, alright."

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So how'd I do for my first story I know a lot of thinking but yeah its the start of something right?? Well comment on what you like and didn't like lol さよなら!! Lol Japanese that's the only language I know besides English.