Destiny (Captain Swan)

Chapter 1: PARTY!

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Emma POV

"Come on Emma lets go, we can't be late" my best friend Kylie was begging me. She wants to go to this frat party and I have no interest in going. I just want to stay in the dorm and sleep.

"Neal is going to be there. Come on it will be fun." Neal, I don't even like him. Apparently I have a "thing" with him. I don't see why all the girls like him.

"I'll dress you up and everything you can just sit there. I'll do everything." After about an hour of begging I gave into her pleading.

She first started with a dress. It was red and had long sleeves. She picked out shoes but she said I didn't have to put them on yet. She then moved on to my hair and makeup. Now this girl was amazing at hair and makeup. She could go into that profession if she really wanted to.

When she said she was finished I put the heels on and looked in the mirror. And damn did she do a fantastic job. I went from looking like a homeless person to looking like a model. She curled my hair and it looked amazing. Usually I hate when my hair is curly but it looked amazing.

After she put the final touches on her own hair we left. The frat house wasn't far from our room so it was a quick walk. We could hear the music even outside of the house. We walked in the house and every square inch was filled with dancing bodies. I honestly don't even know how that many people could fit into one house.

Once we were in Kylie went to go get us drinks and I stood there dancing. I'm not really known for going to parties. I go to the occasional party but I have very limited experience when it comes to this sort of thing. Kylie eventually came back with a beer for me. I'm more of a social drinker. I know a lot of people here drink all the time but I really don't like beer enough to do that.

Kylie dragged me into the middle of the dance floor and started dancing so I followed her moves. I honestly don't see why people go to parties, they're crowded and everyone smells like alcohol or BO. Like this isn't fun for me. I'm really only here for Kylie.

Once Neal saw that I was here he came right over. He can't lose his reputation. Honestly I think the only reason he even likes me is because he thinks I'm pretty and he wants to get in my pants. I would never let him but he still thinks he can.

Once I finished the beer Kylie gave me, Neal said he would bring me one. So I of course said yes and he walked away. A couple minutes later he came back with another beer but a different brand then what Kiley brought me. This one had a somewhat bitter taste and I really didn't like it. Only after a few sips I gave it back to him.

I continued to dance as the alcohol was finally hitting my system. But the more I dance the dizzier I became. I told Neal and he said he would bring me upstairs to lay down. So he picked me up and I don't remember much after that.

Killian POV:

I was at this stupid frat party because the lacrosse team made me come. I hate parties really, I don't find a point in them. I was sitting on the couch not drinking, I was the designated friend, and just watching my boys. Making sure they don't do anything they would regret the next morning.

As I was looking around I saw Neal carrying a girl upstairs. He had a drink that he set down and it looked tainted. He was also laughing and smiling to his buddies. I knew something wasn't right. Then I overheard one of the football guys telling another person he had drugged her.

I know the girl, Emma Swan. I just now a lot of guys like her. She was pretty but I've never had a conversation. I tried to ignore it and focus on my guys but the more I tried to forget the more I couldn't get it out of my head. I pushed through the crowds and got over to Neal who was holding an unconscious Emma.

"Mate don't do this. We both know she doesn't want this." I tried to reason with him but you can only try so hard.

I could tell he was getting annoyed and he handed her to his buddy. He started to get in a fight position. Man I was really not wanting anything to happen. I told the boys we should've stayed back in the dorms.

He threw a punch and it hit me in the stomach. I doubled over for a second and quickly regained my composure. With one swift punch I knocked him out cold. I took Emma from the guy and walked outside.