A/N: Hi guys! Happy holidays! Got a story for you and I hope you'll like it. This is my first crack at SwanQueen AU. This is slightly based off of Notting Hill. I was listening to 'When You Say Nothing At All' one day and the idea just popped into my head. I love that movie and I hope you do too. :) So yeah, AU. A lot OOC. I'll twist the characters and their designation but it won't be too far off. Or atleast I hope. You will hate Emma for a bit but I promise you'll fall in love with her. I'll add a little more of young Regina to the Regina in this story cause I love young Regina. No curse, no powers, but there will be references thrown in there. This will run for a couple chapters, I still don't know how much, I hope a lot since I think it can go for a while. I hope you all join me in this journey. Ugh, I sound sappy. Anyway, I love hearing what you guys think, good or bad. I'm much a novice in writing so I'd appreciate it if you helped me be better. Oh, and unbeta'ed.

I will finish Call Me Miss Swan within this week. I think I lost steam but I'll get it back. It's just one chapter left and I'll give closure to it.

I don't own any of the characters. The're no like actual basis for the artists, merely my imagination aaaand all that jazz. Okay, let's go.

'Emma Swan, nice to meet you. You are gorgeous in person.' The interviewer held out his hand and Emma reluctantly took it, the hand shake merely lasting a couple seconds. Emma retracted her hand as soon as she can and sat down primly on the chair.

'Thank you.' She smiled thinly and her tone was cold. She was not enjoying her time at all but it was her job. Being a huge celebrity meant doing a ton of interviews and meeting people she had to pretend she liked. Emma rarely liked anyone.

'So tell me about this new movie. I hear good news. Even an Oscar buzz. Are you excited?'
The inteviewer was warm and all smiles, Emma hated it. She thanked the gods for a moment that she knew the questions before hand and that her PR team already fed her the answers. 'Of course!' Emma said, adding a little shoulder shrug.'The movie is amazing and I'm grateful about the Oscar buzz. It's great.'

It's boring and I can't wait to get the hell out of here.

'I can imagine. How was it working with Kassandra Ives? It must have been an honor to work with such a seasoned actress.'

That old fart was a bitch.

'Such an honor. It was amazing to see how she works from before the camera rolls, during and after. She is an incredible actress and I admire her a lot. I can only wish to be as good.' Emma threw in a smile for good measure. Rumors have been circulating that Kassandra and her are not in good terms behind the scene. And for once, the rumors are true. Both are divas who needed attention and validation. Both wanted the best parking spot, the best make up artist, the best trailer. Making the movie with the two alpha females was a pain in the ass for everyone.

'So are you saying the rumors between you and her are false? You don't hate each other?'

Ofcourse, I hate her. I hate her with a burning passion.

'Oh Gods, no! I love Kassandra. She's so sweet and...' Emma sighed and smiled as she thought of another safe adjective to describe the devil incarnate. '...nice. She's such a good person and I'm happy to have worked with her.'

'Well, that's nice to hear. I just have-'

'Sorry, Benny.' Killian came out of the shadows and walked to the interviewer's seat. He drapped a hand on his shoulder as he looked up. 'We're out of time, sweetheart.' The guy leaned in and whispered, 'See me later at the Ritz. Room 287. Don't be late.' Killian then slid his hand down to the interviewers arm and squeezed lightly.

'Ohhhkay then. It was nice to meet you, Emma.' The interviewer stood up and again shook Emma's hand with his face now flushed. The blonde resisted the urge to chuckle. Without a word, the blonde turned on her heal and stomped out of the room, her team scurrying to follow. Killian walked run and caught up with Emma.

'Honey, you could be a little nicer the next time?'

Emma just scoffed and turned on a hallway. 'Sweetheart..' Emma said with such disdain it made Killian flinch. 'How about you try not to fuck everyone gay dude who interviews me? I swear, I'm your own personal . It's pathetic.'

'Look who's talking! You were practically fucking the producer with your eyes back there.'

Emma shook her head as she looked back. Collins was wearing a leather skirt and a white button down, a few buttons opened. She can clearly see the red lace bra underneath and she almost creamed her panties. Had she been wearing any.

'I know you're just as gay, even more than me but you have an image to uphold.'

'I'm fucking sick of that image bullshit. If I want to kiss a girl on public, I will!'

Killian immediately looked around to see if someone heard. He uttered a small prayer when he saw that no one was around. The rest of the crew was already aware that Emma Swan favored the ladies, not like every romantic comedy she made. Most of them were cool with it, the others didn't have a choice but to since Emma was paying them. Killian also made them sign a confidentiality agreement that will take them out for millions if someone even made a peep about it.

Emma stopped on a door with her name on it and opened it. She walked to her make up chair and opened her phone, immediately checking her tweets. Her anger subsided when she saw a fanart from a follower and a smile graced her face.

'Aww.. that's so sweet. I love it.' She said to herself as she favorited it. Not a minute later, the follower sent her a tweet reading 'CDKJCBDFVNSDCDSD SHE FAVORITED OMG CSDJCBDSVB' and it made Emma chuckle. Her good mood was quickly gone when Killian sighed and turned her face to him.

'Emma, listen to me.' Emma looked at Killian but not without an eye roll. 'I'm just thinking about you here. You're getting a bit of a reputation.'

'Me being gay? I am. I don't care.' She riffled through her phone and showed Killian a picture of her kissing Aria Bella, her former co star. 'Sent that to TMZ and just drop the fucking shoe okay? I don't care!'

Killian took a deep breath. 'Being gay? That's Mickey. What I'm talking about is you being a bitch. If Kassandra wasn't bound by a contract, she would've definitely walked out of shooting. You screamed at her because she got the last taco tray. This is how it starts Emma, after a couple more movies, no one will want to work with you anymore. The public won't know but the industry will and they will shut you out. So, please, I'm begging you, be nice.'

'You know it wasn't my fault! I specifically called dibs on that taco tray and she took it to spite me! I was just defending myself!' Emma stood up from her chair and looked like she was gearing up for a long rant. The staff immediately inched away, separating themselves from the star as they didn't want to be hit with sharpnels of whatever she was gonna throw. Emma has been known to be a thrower when she's angry, a trait that had cost her more than a couple assistants in a year. Even Killian took a step back. 'You know what, fuck that bitch. She's an overrated asshole. Did you hear what she said to me when we hugged for the first time? 'Enjoy your time, dear. It's not gonna last.'' Emma scoffed at the memory. Her blood boiled even more. 'Who says that on your first day of shooting? WHO?! Ever since, she's been antagonizing me! Do not tell me you didn't notice! She's taking everything that's supposed to be mine! My parking spot, my trailer! Even my make up artist! It's like she knows I always pick Tessa because I always look down on her low cut tops. She's not even gay! How is that fair, huh? How?! She gets everything she wants because she's won a few awards? Just because she's been in the industry for a long time doesn't mean she can do that! Kassandra Ives is a stuck up shriveled old bat that needed to retire a decade ago!'

'Emma-'

'No! I will not be treated like this! I am a star, Killian, I am a STAR! You don't think I don't know why those idiot executives paired me with Kassandra? I know! You wanted me to be a bigger star. Killian, I already am a big star! I don't need her, I don't need anyone, cause I AM A STAR!' Emma huffed once and turned to grab her bag. 'Do not follow me, Killian or I swear to God, I'll crush your nuts!' Emma turned and walked out of the room, leaving everyone mouth agape. Nobody wanted to move, nobody wanted to breath. They were afraid that Emma was gonna come back and unleash another tirade. A good five minutes passed before Killian broke the silence.

'Fuck my life.' He said with a sigh.

[SQ5EVAH]

Emma slowly opened her eyes and saw her prestine apartment. She tried to move but felt a body curled up to her side. She looked down and saw red hair splayed on her naked chest. Emma had a smirk on her face when her left hand travelled down to the woman's ass and she gave it a good squeeze. The woman stirred and burried her head more into Emma's breasts.

'Aria.. babe, c'mon. Wake up.'

Aria groaned and pulled Emma tighter. Emma let out a breathy laugh. She ran her finger through Aria's butt crack and ended on her opening. She coaxed her legs open a bit and dipped her finger half way in. Aria squirmed and shut her legs close.

'Baby, don't...'

'What? You always like sex in the morning.' She didn't pull out her finger and even pushed it in more. Aria groaned.

'I'm still sore, baby. You were kinda wild last night.' The red head looked up with pleading eyes. 'How about I fuck you instead? You only came two times.' Her lithe fingers played with Emma's hard rock abs.

'You know I can't resist you when you're like this. C'mon. One round. I'll be gentle.'

Aria narrowed her eyes at Emma. She was anything but gentle when it comes to sex. The girl was used to it, craved it even but last night was too much even for her. A couple times Aria felt like she was gonna pass out from the pain and the pleasure. The girl was able to hold her own and was able to last until 3 am, when Emma finally stopped and gave in to sleep. 'You? You will be gentle?'

'Baby, I can be gentle. I'll use my tongue. Only tongue. I know you like that.' Emma pulled her hand out of Aria and rolled to her left, successfully pinning the redhead under. She started kissing her long neck, darting out her tongue occassionally and licking up to her jaw. 'C'mon baby, I know you can't get enough of-' Emma's phone rang. Loudly. The blonde reached out and grabbed the device. 'Hold on.' The screen lit up and blinded her slightly. It was Killian calling her.

'What?!' Emma snapped.

'Emma, where are you?' Panic was on his voice but Emma couldn't care less.

'I'm fucking my girlfriend.' Aria mouthed 'Emma!' which the blonde ignored. 'Can't this wait? My girlfriend's wet and I can't wait to-'

'Open your computer, go to TMZ.'

'Killian, I don't have time for this!'

'Emma, open TMZ. I'm not kidding.'

Emma suddenly snapped to attention at Killian's voice. He has never used that tone with her and as much as she didn't like to admit it, it scared Emma a bit. She pushed off the bed and walked to her table, not even caring that she was stark naked. Her phone was still up in her ear and she can hear huffing from the other line. 'W-what am I gonna see? Did you really send that picture of Aria and me?'

'What?! What picture?' Aria sat up, clutching the white sheet to her breasts.

'You made front page. You'll see.'

Emma typed in the website and clicked Enter. Her eyes widenened when she saw the title in big bold letters. 'Who the fuck took this video? Is it one of my staff? Find whoever the fuck did this and I'll kill them!' The title read 'Emma Swan bad mouths living legend Kassandra Ives'

'Now is not the time, Emma! We need to do damage control, release a statement, a video of you crying in regret of what you said!' Emma heard Killian release a loaded sigh. 'Emma, they're pulling the plug on the movie.'

'W-what? They can't. It shows in two months. We already did press junkets, I- They can't.'

'You guys are supposed to sell the image of being a mother and a daughter!'

Emma tuned out for a minute and hit play on the video. She saw herself screaming at Killian. The words 'shriveled old bat' and 'i'm a star' ringing loudly in her ears. She saw her self, eyes bulging and veins popping while her staff cowered in fear. There was no going out of this.

'Emma, this is bad. This is a disaster. The team will do everything they can, we're gonna Christian Bale this shit. We're a releasing a statement a little later on your behalf then you need to.. you need to lay low.'

'No shit, Killian. I shouldn't be seen right now.' Emma felt two hands on her shoulders that she immediately jerked off. She glared at Aria and the redhead went back to bed.

'I agree. You need to go away. I've already arranged the transport, Emma. You need to go some place where nobody knows you.'

Emma shut her laptop close. 'Fuck, Killian.'

'Yeah. A car will be there in three hours. Pack your bags, Emma. You're going away for a long time. I don't see this subsiding anytime soon.'

Emma nodded to herself and ended the call.

[SQ5EVAH]

Emma was getting antsy. She has been sitting in a car for a couple of hours now. The news blew up into epic proportions. Every news outlet picked up the video, even CNN which suprised Emma. Some endorsement threathened to pull out, movie offers backed out. Even a slew of her followers unfollowed her.

They released a statement a couple hours after the story broke but it didn't help. It even angered some and the camp of Kassandra Ives' released a statement of their own. The statement solidified Emma as the villain. There really was no other option but for Emma to leave.

The blonde was escorted into a private plane and flew to Maine. A car took her to the place and she has now been enduring a three hour drive. She craned her neck and looked at the driver. 'How far is that god forsaken place? I've been travelling for hours!'

'We're almost there, Miss Swan.'

Emma put her sunglasses back on and scoffed. She looked outside and saw nothing but tall trees and a road narrowing. She pulled out her phone and called Killian, who picked up immediately.

'Are you there yet, honey?'

'No! I've been sitting here for three hours! Where the hell are you taking me?'

'Somewhere nobody knows you. You're a huge celebrity, Emma. A place like that is hard to find. Just be patient and you'll get there.'

'I hate you!' Emma ended the call, opened the window and threw her phone. The gadget shattered into pieces. 'God, I hate this!' The biting cold rolled in and Emma shivered. She pushed the window up at once. She sunked down on her seat and just watched as they passed by an seemingly endless line of trees.

After a while, the driver spoke. 'We're here.'

Emma sat up a little straighter and looked outside. 'What..?'

'This is the place, Miss Swan.'

She scanned the place for any marker and she saw one. 'Welcome to Storybrooke? What the fuck?!'

A/N: Whaddayathink? Reviews, maybe? :)