Hey guys, thanks SOOO much for the reviews, views, favorites, and follows! Over 150 views and I've only written one chapter! I apologize about how short the chapter was :/ This one is longer. Also, I edit this myself, so sorry if there are any errors.
DISCLAIMER- If I owned Once Upon A Time, there wouldn't be a freaking THREE month hiatus and Captain Swan would have gotten together back in season 2.
Killian's POV
"Where the bloody hell is this girl? I know you said she is new to Hollywood, but I thought she'd at least be professional!" I barked at my manager. I am currently sitting at a table in Robuchon, looking like a complete idiot, while waiting for some "Emma Swan" to arrive. I am distracted for a moment as I see a beautiful blonde step into the restaurant. She was tall, skinny, and looked very independent. She gazes around the room for a while, before setting her eyes on my table. She walks straight to me, Scott, and my manager, Jacob. "Hi. Sorry I'm late; my flight was stalled and traffic wasn't any better." Wait, this is Emma Swan? She might be fun to mess with. "So, lass, what is it like knowing that you will be working with the Killian Jones? Must be fantastic!" I say with a smirk.
Emma's POV
Who does this conceited son of a bitch think he is? He may be famous, but he's not the freaking President or anything. Killian still seems to be waiting for an answer, so I sight and reply sarcastically, "OMG, I cannot believe I get to work with Killian Jones! You are, like, one of the hottest guys on the planet!" He seems surprised, almost as if he was frozen in time. My words are eating at his ego, one chunk at a time.
The rest of the dinner is full of planning for the film, while I dodge Killian's irritating innuendos. I'm not sure if I'll be able to deal with him for more than a few hours, much less a few months! "Emma, love, are you alright? You've been staring at me for the past 5 minutes, though I don't blame you." He says with a wink. Damn it! He gets on my EVERY nerve and I've only known him for a couple hours. I resort to rolling my eyes and turning my attention to Scott. He hands me my script and tells me to review scenes 1, 3, and 10 for the start of shooting. The dinner ends shortly after and we all retire to our hotel rooms. I flop onto the plush king-size mattress and slowly drift off to sleep.
The next chapter will be the first day of filming. I'll give you a little hint: Emma finds out something about the movie that she is not very happy about. Who does include? None other than her innuendo-loving costar.
