Hello lovelies! So apparently I can make up my mind and decided to add another part to the story. The next chapter will be in Killian's POV, and will cover part 1 to 3 from this story, and then there's going to be the final chapter.

I really hope you'll like this chapter, I know I do, and I really enjoyed writing it!

Thanks to all of you who read it, follows, favorite, and leaves a review (I read them all with a huge grin) seriously you guys are amazing, and thanks to Nicki ( oncertwice ) who always help me when in doubt and edits my stories ( I know I say this everytime but it's true)

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It was the tenth outfit that she was trying on and she was still unsure of what to wear. The day that followed her girls night, Walsh called her, and they talked on the phone for a bit before he asked her if she wanted to meet with him, and go to diner. Emma agreed, and here she was, getting ready for her date.

After debating with herself over which dress she should wear, she finally decided on wearing a short leather dress and black high heels. She arranged her hair in soft curls and applied a bit of make up before leaving her room to fetch a glass of water. She passed by the living room where Killian was lying on the couch and playing on his Playstation.

When he heard the sound of her heels hitting the hardwood floor he lifted his eyes briefly from his game before pausing it to get a good look at her. His jaw dropped, making Emma feel a bit worried, maybe it was not a good dress for her.

"What?" She asked self-consciously, now standing in the middle of the room.

Killian raised himself a bit so that he was now sitting on the couch. His eyes traveled her body from the top of her head to the tip of her toes.

"I...uh...you look amazing." He stammered.

Emma let out a sigh of relief and was a bit proud that she made him stumble on words for a moment. She smiled at him and resumed her walk towards the kitchen. She heard Killian get up from the couch and follow her.

"Do you mind telling me what's the occasion?" He asked her as he leaned his back on the counter next to her.

"I have date." She could swear she saw a hint of disappointment and hurt in his eyes, but Emma reminded herself that it wasn't possible. He had a girlfriend, Milah.

"I didn't know you were seeing someone." He locked his eyes with hers. She held his gaze for a moment before turning her head around so she could grab a glass from the cupboard in front of her and went to the sink to fill it with water.

"I'm not. It's just a date. Regina set me up with a friend of her sister's." She explained before taking a sip from her glass.

His body seemed to slightly relax as he listened to her, as if her seeing some one meant a huge deal to him. She felt confused seeing him that way, he never really minded when she had a boyfriend, of course he did teased about them. Giving them not very flattering nicknames, teasing her about a particular physical trait about them, it was never meant to be hurtful, it was like having a brother teasing his sister about a guy she was seeing. That's it. That's all that it was, so why should it be different now? It shouldn't, but it was. She could feel it, it was palpable.

"You seem... relieved?"

His eyes widened and a flick of panic came across his eyes but quickly disappeared. "I, uh, no. I mean, I found it a bit odd that if you were seeing someone, I should know."

"Should?"

"Well, yes. I am your confidant, your best friend. You always tell me about these things."

"That doesn't mean I have to. It's my life and I reserve the right to keep things from you." She answered, her voice raising just a tad.

Killian was about to reply when there was a knock on the door. Emma deposited her glass in the sink, and walked passed him, and grabbed her purse and went to open the door to her date. She saw from the corner of her eye that Killian was watching the exchange between her and Walsh. She looked back at him quickly before grabbing her red coat heading out, and saw him arms crossed in front of his chest, jaw clenched as he leaned in the kitchen's doorframe. She opened the entrance door and left with her date.

-/-

The cab ride felt awkward.

It was Regina and Robin's engagement party, and Emma had decided to invite Walsh as her date for the evening. They had gone on a couple of dates together, and each time she ended up having a great time. She didn't know yet if she could see herself be with him in the long run, but for now he was a good distraction from Killian, who was still dating MIlah. The four of them decided to take a cab together to Regina's.

They rode in silence, neither of them really speaking. Emma was sitting in the back between Milah and Walsh, Killian sitting in the front. Walsh's hand went to grab hers during the ride, and she caught a glance of her roommate looking at them from the rear view mirror. Since her date with him, Killian has been quite distant, spending most of his time with Milah. She didn't know why he was acting that way but it bothered her. A lot.

As for Milah, she tried as best as she could to get to know her since she was spending a lot of time in their apartment. At first, it pained her that she has somehow taken away most of her time with him. She reminded herself not to complain since she was also seeing someone.

"So, what do you do Walsh?" Asked the brunette next to her as she leaned her head a bit forward to look at her date.

"I work at the zoo, I take care of the primates." He answered with a smile, as Killian turned his head to look at them while he laughed.

"Are you serious? You're a monkey boy?" Emma turned her gaze towards him and gave him a look that he knew too well the one that meant 'shut up'. He looked at her and shrugged his shoulders as if he was innocent.

"What? It's true." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her chest and tore her eyes off him.

He always, always, do that to every guy she decided to date. She usually just brushed it off, but tonight it bothered her.

She spent the rest of the car ride, talking to Walsh and ignored the two others. They finally arrived in front of Regina's big white house. They shared the cab fee, the guys helping their respective date out of the yellow car. Emma and Walsh walked passed the two others and walked the path that led them to the front door, and rang the bell.

A couple of second after the generic bell sand it's song which resonated inside the house, the bride to be opened the door and greeted them inside. They congratulated her, and then led them the guest room where they could put away their coats. They then went to join the rest of the guest in the big living room where waiters had been hired to walk through the guests and offered them drinks and morsel of food.

Emma sauntered through the room and greeted her friends as she passed by them, presenting at the same time her date. Her friends were quite pleased to finally meet him and she stayed with them for a while. When she finally caught sight of Robin who was talking to Killian and Milah. She excused herself and walked to the other side of the room to see him.

"Hey Robin!" She exclaimed when she got near him, her hand resting on his shoulder.

"Emma! I didn't know you were here already."

"Yeah, well I arrived with these guys." She told him as she nodded her head towards her roommate. "So I guess congratulation is in order. You finally decided to ask her hand in marriage after all these years. Regina's a lucky lady"

Robin's cheeks turned red, and smiled bashfully at her. "I didn't have any other choice. She's the only woman for me, so I guess it was just a matter of time before I would ask her to marry me. I should say I am the lucky one to have the honour of having her as my future wife."

"Well let's just say you are both lucky." She smiled at him, happy that her friend had found someone who loved and respected her that much.

"So Killian told me that you now have a new man under your spell?" Emma smiled uncomfortably at his comment and casted a look at Killian who had a hand buried in one of his pockets, the other one holding his beer.

"You mean monkey boy?"

"Monkey boy?" Robin repeated confused as he looked at Killian than her. Emma sighed and rolled her eyes once again.

"Don't listen to him. His name is Walsh, and he's just over there." She turned around and pointed at him, where he was talking with Zelena. He looked over at them and smiled as he greeted Robin from afar with a wave of his hand.

"He's a good looking fellow. He treats you well I hope?"

She smiled shyly at him, and nodded. "He does."

"Good."

The rest of the evening was pleasant as she made conversation with her friends, and felt happy when she saw how Walsh had charmed her friends. They were all standing in a small circle as he was talking about one of the primate he was in charge at the zoo, and the silly and smart things he did. The girls occasionally laughed and were awed at some of his stories. Emma was standing next to him with a proud grin on her face as she held her flute of champagne.

In the middle of the conversation, Killian came and joined them, Milah tagging along with him. She took a deep breath to brace herself when she noticed the tipsy look on his face, and knew that with the way he was acting earlier that night, he will be a bit more annoying now that he had a couple of beers in his system.

She felt on edge as she saw Killian waiting for the opportun moment to make a teasing comment at Walsh. Not wanting to go through that again, she decided to put that matter to an end. She saw the glint in his eyes as he saw his way in, but Emma noticed that look fast enough and grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him in the guest room where the coats where. She closed the door in a decisive manner and turned around to face him, hands resting on her hips.

"If you wanted to get close to me you just need to ask, love." He said as he smirked at her. Emma furrowed her brows, clearly annoyed.

"What the hell is your problem?"

"I don't have a problem. Do you?" He replied smugly.

"Yes! You, assface! You're acting like a jerk!" She exclaimed.

"Me? On the contrary, I'm being very pleasant." He added completely unphased by her outburst. He lifted his beer to his lips but before he could have a sip she took the bottle of his hands.

"Hey!" He blurted out, this time a bit offended.

"You are a being an asshole. Seriously, 'monkey boy?'" At her comment he started to laugh which made her even madder at him.

"Oh come on, Emma, you have to admit that it's funny. Where is your sense of humor?"

"It's not funny. You always do this."

"Do what?"

"Make teasing comments on the guys I'm seeing. It's not funny, and frankly, it's condescending. Don't you want me to be happy?" She saw his face drop and finally recognized his serious look surface.

"Of course I do. You're happiness is one of the most important things to me." Emma locked her eyes with his, and saw only raw sincerity in them.

"Then why do you act that way?" She added her voice now calm.

"Because, those guys don't deserve you. They can't make you happy the way you should be."

"What do you know about what I need?" Killian closed the gap between them, his hand going to rest on her shoulders as he looked down on her.

"Emma, I know you better than you know yourself. You need a man that can cherish you as if you were the most precious thing that exists, as if your the light and air that they need to live. Someone who can challenge you to be the best version of yourself. And those men can't handle you."

She stood still, his eyes pouring an emotion that she couldn't quite distinguish. She caught his eyes drifting down and take a look at her lips, making her heart beat faster. Her eyes fluttered as she took a glimpse of his lips, the space between reduced to a couple of inches only. Emma could feel the warmth of his breath ghost over her lips, as she closed her eyes and felt her head tilt upwards to close the space that was left between them.

The door swung open, making both of them jump and put some distance between them. Ruby's steps faltered as she came in the room and eyed them both.

"Did I interrupt something?" Killian and Emma both avoided each other gaze, making the air in the room thick.

"Uh, no you didn't." The brunette didn't look convinced as Emma walked out of the room, leaving Killian and Ruby behind and went to seek Walsh out. She found him near the fireplace talking with Regina and Zelena. She walked up to him and stroked her hand on his upper arm to get his attention.

"Hey, you wanna get out of here?" Walsh grinned at her request and finished his drink before he went to grab their coats. She saw Killian come out of the room as her date went in. She Killian was looking at her as he walked over her. As he arrived near her, she saw her date come out of the room, and left her spot before Killian could reach her and walked passed by him and went to join Walsh.

He handed her her red coat with a smile, which she return forcefully. They put their coat on and left the party.

-/-

A couple of days passed since the engagement party. Emma still felt confuse with what happened and couldn't help but wonder what would have happen if they weren't interrupted. She could swear that she saw a hint of emotion and feelings that went deeper than just friendship. She then rememinded herself that he had a girlfriend and that he was also a bit drunk that night and that it probably meant nothing.

Afraid of having to discuss that matter with him, and having to admit those feelings she thought she had, she decided to avoid him, which proved to be quite difficult since they both lived in the same apartment. Every time he entered a room she found an excuse to leave the room, or when he came in late and would knock on her door to speak to her she fainted being asleep. Today was not an exception to that, and decided to wake up and went to visit Ruby at her place, needing someone to talk to.

"So are we going to talk about what happened on Saturday?" Asked the brunette as she finished stirring the cocoa mix in her mug. Emma tore her eyes off her drink and looked at her friend.

"Nothing happened." She inwardly facepalmed herself. Why did she denied what happened to her friend when she was here to talk about it? At least, her friend didn't believe her judging by the look she was giving her.

"Fine. To be honest I don't know what happened." She sighed.

"How come? It seemed pretty clear that the two of you were about to kiss."

"I know, it's just that everything happened so fast and I had a couple of glasses of champagne in me, and I'm still not sure how we ended up there."

"Okay. Can you at least tell me how you two ended up in the guest room?"

"I dragged him there. I was fed up with him and his teasing comments towards Walsh. And for a while he continued acting like a jerk, and he ended up telling me that all the guys I've dated weren't good enough for me."

"Really?" Ruby asked pleasantly surprised, while Emma nodded in response.

"I think that those feelings you have for him might be mutual." She singsonged. Emma grimaced not quite convinced.

"I don't know. He could just be very protective of me. He always has been."

"Well, in that case you don't have any other choice than to talk to him and clear the things up."

"Ugh,you're right. I just don't want to have that talk. Things are already weird between us since then, I don't want him to crush my heart and ruin what we have between us. He's my best friend and I can't lose him because of some stupid feelings."

"I know, but if you don't it could end up being worst. Or, he could feel the same way about you." Ruby replied as she took Emma's hands in hers across the small table.

Emma ended up spending the rest of the afternoon over there, and left early in the evening. She decided to stop at the grocery store to buy some essentials, and buy a frozen pizza box for supper. By the time she got out from the store, it had started snowing heavily, as she walked home through it holding the brown bag closely to her chest.

She managed to reach her building, and opened the main door with difficulty. She was now sweating underneath her coat and from the exhaustion of her walk, and her feet were soaked. Impatient to get to her apartment she climbed the stairs as fast as she could. Holding the bag with one hand, she fumble to grab her keys, and ended up dropping the entire content of her grocery bag on the floor. As she cursed loudly at her misfortune, the door swung open and revealed her roommate who was still wearing the same sweatpants and t-shirt from this morning.

"Are you okay?" His thick brows furrowed as he looked at the scene before him a bit worried.

"Yeah, but the food isn't." She straighened herself and let out a deep breath to calm herself.

"Here, let me help." He bent down and grabbed as much as he could of what was lying on the floor while she took the rest, grabbing what was left of the brown bag.

She took off her boots, and walked over to the kitchen her coat still on. Halfway through, he joined her and grabbed what she had, his hands grazing hers as she felt a shiver run down her spine.

"Let me take this, and you can take your coat off." He instructed her, and she obeyed.

Killian walked towards the kitchen while Emma went to hang her things and decided to go to her bedroom and change into something more comfortable. She put on her black yoga pants and grabbed her red hoodie, and searched in her drawers a big pair of warm socks. She took a deeo breath knowing that Killian would be waiting for her in the kitchen.

As she entered the room, she saw him standing in front of the oven, eyebrows furrowed as he read the instructions at the back of the pizza box, before he set the temperature and preheated the oven. He dropped the box on the counter and glanced at her before he went towards the fridge and took two beers out. He walked towards her, and she noticed that he was barefoot. Even after all these years and the fact that she knew that he wasn't rarely cold, she still found it amazing that he was able to walk barefoot on the cold ceramic floor.

"You look like you might need a drink." He handed her the bottle which she took gladly. They both took the top off, and then Killian tilted his bottle towards her and waited for to do the same. After the light tap of their bottles they both took a swig of their drink.

"You've been avoiding me." He told her as he deposited his bottle on the counter next to the food. Emma's eyes widened as he kept his gaze fixed on hers.

"It's okay. I've been thinking a lot about that night, and you were right. I was acting like a jerk and I'm sorry. I never meant to upset you with the way I was acting." She looked at him and saw the sincerity in his eyes, and couldn't help herself to be relieved that he was apologizing.

" this mean you'll be nice to Walsh from now on?" He took a deep breath and exhaled loudly, as if what she was asking was a incredibily hard task.

"I will, for you. But don't expect me to like him." He took another sip as he kept his eyes on her.

"It's okay, I don't expect you to. I just want you to be civilized when he's here. I mean I don't always like the girls you bring here but I keep my mouth shut. For you." His eyes drifted down as he sighed.

"I didn't know you felt that way. I feel like the worst friend now." His voice was small, and she could tell that he felt awful.

Emma was about to tell them that he wasn't, when her phone rang. She cast him a reassuring smile before going to grab her phone that was still in her purse, which still on the floor near the entrance door. She looked at the caller ID, and saw that it was Walsh. She was about to hit the green button, when she realised that she didn't feel like talking to him, since he was probably just calling to know how her day went. She ignore the call and put her phone away in her purse and went to join Killian that was already in the living room.

"Who was it?" He asked as he turned on the television.

"Wrong number." She said as she sat on the couch next to him.

"By the way, I put the pizza in the oven. It should be ready in about fifteen minutes." She turned her head around to look at him and smiled, as he did the same.

"Do you want to watch a movie?"

"Sure." He scrolled down the list of movie on Netflix, and they settled on watching The Goonies.

A couple of minutes later the oven beeped alerting them that the pizza was now ready and Killian paused and went to grab the food, while Emma joined him and grabbed them another beer. They sat comfortably on the couch while they ate their pizza.

Emma felt the easiness of their friendship come back. They didn't talk about the fact that they almost kissed that night, and she told herself that maybe he was too drunk to actually remember what happened then. She felt somewhat relieved that he did, but she couldn't help but feel a bit disapointed. She comforted herself by the fact that they cleared the air in what concerned their relationship with others and that they went back to their usual friendship.

When she finished eating her food she leaned forward and put down her plate on the coffee table and when she leaned back into the couch she grabbed the blanket that was never far away, while Killian went to fetch their third beer. He lended her her bottle as he sat down, and saw a shiver. He wrapped his arm around her and brought her closer to him. Emma felt the warmth of his body warm her, and inhaled the scent that emanated from him. She sighed contently and let herself get carried away with the comfortable and familiar feeling that was his hugs.

Two beers later, Emma was still in his arms as they decided to start watching another movie. She felt him shifting on his seat, and move his head a bit as she felt his hand caress her arm. Emma tilted her head up to look at him wondering if she was making his arm numb.

"Are you okay?" She asked as she looked at him and noticed that he was looking at her intently.

She felt her cheeks go red as she felt herself being scrutinized under his gaze. Her skin felt suddenly hot, but that could also be due to the four beers she had, and maybe a bit the way that he was looking at her.

Her breathing match his, shallow and quick, and before she even had time to register what was happening. His lips were soft on hers, the kiss gradually getting more and more desperate and hungry, tongues tangling together. They changed position on the couch as he pressed her between the couch and himself, as he settled between her legs.

She moaned when he rolled his hips on her, his bulge pressing on her center, as his hands traveled from her thigh and slipped under her hoodie, his warm and strong hands on her ribcage. Her hands running through his dark hair, something that she'd secretly always wanted to do. Emma moved her hips up wanting to feel some more friction, the action making Killian groaned into her mouth, adding fuel to his passionate kiss, sucking on her bottom lip before trailing down her neck.

Her eyes rolled back when his hard bulge pressed on the perfect spot making her pant loudly into his ear. His hand now moved down her stomach, and pushed the elastic band of her pants and went to cup her sex, his fingers gathering some of wetness that had gathered there. That's when she realized what they were doing, and felt as if a bucket full of ice water was dropped on her and she pushed him away. She got up from the couch as fast as she could, leaving him there.

"Emma! Wait!" He got up and followed her as she walked as fast as she could towards her bedroom.

"Wait!" He grabbed her wrist and spunned her around.

"I'm sorry Killian. That was a mistake." She felt tears gather in her eyes as she told him that, and saw the confused look he cast her.

"Are you sure? It doesn't feel like it to me."

She shook her head in response as she freed herself from his grasp. "It is. You're dating Milah, and I'm dating Walsh. If we do this I would only be an addition to the endless list of girls you've slept with. I just can't." She opened the door her room and went to seclude herself as she layed on her bed, letting tears fall down her cheeks.

A moment later she heard soft thud on her door, that's when she knew that he was sitting in front of it. Waiting for her.

Just a reminder, the next part will be Killian's POV covering the parts 1 to 3 and then part 5 will be the last and FINAL chapter. That is if I don't change my mind again!