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Chapter 10

Emma just got to know everyone better during the week. She found out that before Liam took Will in, he was a thief who lived on the streets, stealing from people so he could survive. Victor loved biology, chemistry, and science. Ruby's favorite animal is a wolf. It used to be a shark but when her parents were killed in a shark attack, she changed her animal. Mary Margaret was a hope machine. She would give other people advice and spread hope wherever she went. Emma already knew a lot about Killian, so when she wasn't spending time with Mary Margaret and Ruby, she was with Killian.

Right now, it was a late Friday evening. Emma was sitting at his desk writing more to her story as he sat on the bed and strummed on the guitar, writing more for a new song. When he would stop and mumble a "bloody hell," she had to keep her laughs in. But she was having a hard time writing too. Her book reflected on her life, but because she wasn't upset and miserable all the time now, she wasn't writing things that would work. She closed her book and threw it onto the desk, along with the pencil. She climbed onto the bed and behind Killian. He was trying to find a melody for his song, and huffed in frustration. Emma's hands flew up to his shoulders and began rubbing the knots and kinks from his neck and shoulders.

"Swan, how are you coming along with your story?" He asked, looking at her over his shoulder.

"Not well. I can't think of anything," She said. "But don't worry about me. Worry about your song."

"Hey, I'll always worry about you." He put his guitar down and turned around. He placed his hand on her shoulders and stared into her eyes. "You're my girlfriend and I really like you."

"Well that's a relief, cause I happen to really like you too." Killian leaned in and kissed her. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip in an attempt to deepen the kiss, but she pulled away completely. "I'm sorry," she whispered and scooted to the end of the bed.

"For what, love? I'm just kissing you."

"I can't do that."

"Do what? Kiss me? Or the other thing?"

"I'm not ready for that, Killian. I'm only in high school. I can't raise a baby if I happen to get pregnant after we have sex."

"Emma, I'm not even asking for sex. I'll admit I've thought about it, but I would never ask you unless you were one hundred percent sure you wanted it too." He ran the back of his knuckles on her cheek. "I'd never take advantage of you. Ever." She glanced up at him and he gave her a reassuring smile. "Is that why you pulled away from me before dinner the other night?"

"That and I was hungry."

He chuckled. "Can I kiss you again?"

"Yes." She laughed and kissed him again.

After a few moments, she let him deepen the kiss and didn't pull away. She trusted him enough to know that he would keep his word. When they both pulled away for air, he nuzzled her neck and pulled her down onto the bed in a laying position. She laughed and breathed heavily as he laid sweet kisses on her neck.

"I have to get to my room," Emma breathed.

"Have a sleepover with me," Killian suggested and propped himself up on his elbow. "I won't do anything."

"I don't know."

"Please?" He made a puppy dog face and he knew it would crack her.

"Fine," she giggled. "Let me get my pajamas and brush my teeth."

"Alright." He pecked her lips one more time and got off the bed. He held his hand out for her and she took it. He helped her out of the bed and led her to the door. She walked into her room and grabbed some clothes. Ruby was sitting on her phone and Mary Margaret was reading a book.

"Where are you going, Miss Emma Swan?" Ruby asked as she put her phone down. Mary Margaret looked up too.

"I'm sleeping in Killian's room tonight," Emma said. She busied herself by getting her clothes so she wouldn't have to look at them.

"Don't be getting up to any activities in there."

Emma laughed. "We won't. I'm helping him with a song."

"Sure," Mary Margaret said sarcastically.

"No really!" Emma insisted. "Believe what you want, but trust me when I say that we won't be sleeping together in that way." She went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth and changed, then went to Killian's room. She opened the door, and he was walking out of his bathroom wearing pajama pants, but he was shirtless. Her jaw dropped, but she quickly composed herself as he turned around. "Hey," she said and closed the door behind her.

"Hey, Swan." He turned around and her mouth became dry. He was fit. He had abs and his chest had a few strands of dark, black hair. He didn't have enough hair to look disgusting, but just enough to look good. His muscles flexed as he moved. "See something you like, love?" He smirked.

She blushed and buried her face in her hands. "You are so stupid."

"I know." He bounced on the bed beside. "What do you want to do?"

She shrugged. "Whatever you want to do."

"I want you to read me something from your story."

She groaned dramatically. "No."

"Please?"

"Later, I promise."

"Fine." He crossed his arms over his chest and pouted.

Emma leaned up and pecked his lips. She then laid down on the pillows and yawned. "I don't know about you, but I'm going to bed. And don't you dare think about going in my notebook."

"You have my word." He held his right hand up. He got up and went to the closet. He grabbed a blanket and an extra pillow and set it up on the floor beside the bed.

"What are you doing?"

"Making a bed on the floor."

"I thought you were going to sleep up here."

"It's okay. I'll just be down here if you need me."

"No. Come up here. Lay with me."

"You sure?"

"Yes." She scooted over and he crawled under the covers. She laid on his chest, right over his heart. "Night, Killy."

He chuckled. "Goodnight, Swan."