DAKOTA POV;
I watch man after man walk in and out of auditions, none of them even slightly catch my attention or more importantly our director Sam's attention. They're all the same. Tall. Attractive. Confident. And they're all entirely uninteresting. I sigh, watching the most recent potential Christian Grey walk out of the audition room, and I lean down and rest my head on Sam's shoulder. If one good thing has come out of all this waiting it's that Sam and I have had plenty of time to form an amazing friendship. I can't believe that the man we had originally selected for the part left with so little time before filming starts. Talk about an inconvenience. Now we've been doing auditions like crazy, trying to find someone who fits the spot just perfectly. Finding the one is a lot harder than expected. "Are you sure he wasn't the one?" Sam gives me a look like I've just gone crazy. Maybe I have. I've certainly been sitting here long enough. "I know, I know. He has to be perfect." I roll my eyes. I've never been much of an eye-roller, but I've been rolling my eyes a lot lately. Maybe Anastasia's character has already begun to rub off on me. Now if only one of these men could rub up on me. We need someone who can really bring that raw emotional vulnerability as well as confidence and sureness. Someone who's the perfect combination of fragile and strong. Someone who can embody Christian Grey..... I'm starting to fall asleep when Sam taps my shoulder, causing me to jump awake. I hadn't intended on falling asleep, I was really trying my best to stay focused, but this is isn't the most interesting activity. "I'm so-" I start to apologize, but Sam cups her hand over my mouth. "Look!" She points in the direction of a man who's just walking in. His back is turned to me, but I know he's another potential Christian Grey. He's about six feet tall, dark hair, muscular build. Damn...That's a hot back. He turns to face us and I snap to attention immediately. He's not just handsome, he's downright drop-dead gorgeous. His hair curls into a messy bunch and his eyes are filled with a burning intensity that I can't look away from. "Who's that?" I ask, without taking my eyes off the strikingly beautiful man standing only a few feet away. Sam glances down at the paper attached to her clipboard. "His name's Jamie Dornan." She whispers quietly to me without attracting his attention. Jamie. The name suits him. It's cute, not as cute as him, but cute. I swallow hard, trying not to squirm in my seat. Damn....That's a hot front too.
Throughout his audition I try to remain objective, but I can't find a single thing wrong with him. He's undeniably perfect. He finishes his last line, Then he looks up and flashes me a dazzlingly beautiful smile. I swear that is a panty dropping smile if I've ever seen one. If I were wearing any now mine would be on the floor. That's him. That's our Christian Grey. Sam looks over at me, eyebrows raised. "So....What do you think?" I shake my head, unable to look away as he walks out of the room to wait for our decision. "I..Uh...Think we should go ahead and do the kissing scene right away." I bite down on my lip and Sam's jaw drops. "You're right." She jots something down in her notebook. "I was just kidding." I stutter out quickly, my cheeks burning with blush. "I know, but actually that's not a bad idea. Of course you guys can practice some of the other scenes first so you can get comfortable with each other but just to be sure the chemistry is really there we should go ahead and try some kissing." She explains. Then she goes right back to writing things down on her paper, all businesslike all the sudden. I look at her, completely stunned. Why is she agreeing with me on something I said while under the influence of Jamie's smile? "What? Don't look at me like that." She playfully smacks my shoulder. "It's not like kissing him is gonna be a problem. He's perfect." She's right on that. Kissing him will be only too easy. He's like a dream. Just perfect for the role of Christian Grey. Perhaps an even better match than our original pick. Screw that. He's not just perfect for the role. He's perfect for me. For my character! I correct myself. Our chemistry is perfect. Nothing compared to what I felt for any other actor I've worked with in the past. It's almost like there's some kind of electrical charge between us. Like we're magnets attracting each other. "We got him!" Sam announces. "We finally found our Christian Grey!" She smiles and pulls me in for a hug. "We're all going out for dinner to celebrate. The whole cast." I smile hugely, Her excitement reflected on my face now too. We've found our Christian Grey and I get to see him again tonight.
When I get back to my hotel room for the night, I text my boyfriend Jordan with an update.
Me: We got a Christian Grey!!!!!
Jordan: Finally! Thank God, I couldn't handle another minute of you complaining about not having one yet!
Me: Well......Now you won't have to.
When I first discovered I had the role, Jordan asked me to keep it as simple as possible when it comes to talking to him about this movie. He wants to know as little as possible when it comes to what I'm doing and who I'm doing it with. It's put a bit of a strain on our relationship, but it's not unreasonable of him to ask that of me. Just like my parents and many of my other friends and family members, my acceptance of this role makes them uncomfortable. Which is understandable. I know they aren't used to thinking of me in such a sexual context and I know Jordan doesn't want the thought of me with any other guys in his head. No matter what the circumstances are. But I have to admit, It's lonely not having anyone other than Sam to talk to about all my feelings and concerns throughout the process of making this movie. I know in the end it'll all be worth it. With time they'll all become more understanding of my decision. They know how important this role is to me, even if i haven't given them a very definitive reason why yet. I don't quite know the reason myself. I just know this is an important love story to tell and it's an important story to me. Something about Anastasia I find in myself. I see myself in her journey to owning her sexuality and becoming more confident and assertive. That's something important to me and being confident about my body and my sexuality is something I value a lot. It might be crazy, but I can just feel it. This is going to be a good thing. A very good thing.
Authors Note; This story is going to be on hold for a while until I get my shit together but I wanted to go ahead and post the first chapter so I could see if maybe it might help motivate me to know people are interested in reading this so if you like this chapter please comment and let me know or if I did anything wrong or you just disliked something about it please let me know I LOVE hearing people's opinions on these things. Please don't just comment telling me to update because it won't help it'll just make me feel bad for not updating more chapters fast enough. Hope you understand and I hope I get a response from some readers?
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My Protector | Damie
Romance"I needed him to be protective of me. I needed him to be able to tell when I'm uncomfortable and when things are too heightened and too emotional. When I can't deal with it anymore, I need him to be able to see it in my face and protect me..."
