Thanks for the support, sorry this took longer. I hope you like this chapter! I'll reveal what happened with Neal and Killian in the next chapter
Emma woke up to the sound of muffled arguing outside of her door. She groggily opened her eyes, peering around her new room. She noticed Killian wasn't there, so it was probably him and Neal again. Although, last night they hadn't been so quiet amidst their arguing. Emma yawned and stretched, wondering if it was just Killian and Liam. She slowly got up, rubbing her eyes and walking towards the door.
As she put her hand on the doorknob, she pressed her ear to the cold white wood.
"I know, Liam.." She was surprised to hear Neal, Liam, and Killian talking.
"it was immature of you, and you know it." Killian growled.
After a few moments of silence, Liam's voice spoke.
"Regardless of what's going on, leave her out of it.." He told them quietly. She assumed they were talking about her. "Emma's a good lass, and I'd hate to see her get sucked up into all this. Understood?" He asked them. He heard Killian sigh.
"Aye, mate." Killian sighed. She heard him putting his hand on the doorknob, and she jumped back into her bed. She closed her eyes, trying to even out her breathing. After a minute, the door opened, revealing Killian and Neal. She slowly opened her eyes, as if to appear like she had just woken up, and yawned again.
"Good morning." She told them, sitting up. Neal and Killian both smiled at her. She looked at the two of them, and rolled her eyes.
"Morning, Swan."
"Can I help you with something or are you just going to keep staring at me like I'm the first girl you have ever seen?" She teased them. Neal cracked a smile.
"We wanted to know if you'd like to go to breakfast with us," He asked her.
"Oh, um.. Sure." She told them, looking at Killian.
"What's the occasion?" She asked them, glancing at both of them.
"No, occasion, love. Just wanted to celebrate the two of you coming," He glared at Neal. Then he put on a fake smile for her account. She got up, and went to the closet, looking at things she had to wear. She pulled out a dark red leather jacket and pulled it on. She then threw her hair into a ponytail, putting on black boots after she was done.
"Alright, let's go," she vocalized, walking out the door. Killian and Neal followed her, looking at each other with mixed expressions. Neal shut the into door on the way out, sighing. This caused Killian to turn around.
"Mate, I advise you remember what my brother said," He hissed under his breath, quietly enough for Emma not to hear.
"I heard him, captain. Maybe you're the one who needs to heed his warning," Neal shot back, a little louder. Emma turned around, raising an eyebrow as she walked out the front door.
"What?" She asked them in a generally curious manner. Killian gave Neal a look, then smiled halfheartedly at her.
"Nothing, Swan, we were just.." He trailed off, not knowing what excuse to give.
"Talking about where we want to eat," Neal finished for him quickly. Emma nodded slowly.
"So did you figure it out?" She wondered, stopping to let them catch up with her. Killian looked at Neal expectantly.
"Why don't you tell her, Neal?" Killian gave him a devilish grin.
"Oh, um, Okay. We decided that we're taking you to the Rabbit Hole." He said, instantly regretting his decision. Emma tilted her head.
"In the morning?" She asked.
"They have good fries and stuff." Emma smiled and rolled her eyes.
As they got into the car, Killian noticed Emma was oddly quiet.
"Everything alright, love?" He asked, his voice laced with concern. She nodded.
"Yeah." He knew she was lying, but decided to drop it.
Neal had no such plans.
"Emma, you can tell me," he sighed and glanced at Killian, "Er- us, what's wrong.." She turned to him.
"Just leave me alone, said that I'm fine," she looked out the window, and because of that didn't notice Killian smirking at Neal. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, mumbling an apology to Emma.
"Its alright, Neal." She told him in a nonchalant way. He nodded.
At the Rabbit Hole
Emma sat down at the bar and they all ordered fry's. Aside from Emma, that is.
She likes onion rings. Killian made a mental note of this. The silence was unbearable, and it was Emma who finally broke it.
"So, what happened between you guys?" Both Neal and Killian's eyes widened. She smiled softly, stirring her hot cocoa.
"I'm not dumb, you guys have to know that, right?" She paused, looking up from her drink. Her smile grew, and she sighed. "You guys have been glaring at each other behind my back, and I could practically feel the tension between the two of you in the car." She stopped, waiting a response. As much as Killian wanted to tell her, he kept his mouth shut.
"You aren't going to tell me are you?" She asked them, gaze lowering back down to her food. She was answered by more silence. "I'll find out eventually, its better if you tell me.." She mumbled. As soon as the words had left her mouth, Killian knew she had every intention to ask Liam. He would tell her, too. He leaned over to her. She could feel his breath on her ear. She looked at him curiously, her breathing turning uneven.
"I'll tell you later, love." He whispered softly. She nodded slightly and smiled at him like a five year old getting a toy. Neal was to preoccupied to notice them. He was thinking about what had happened between him and Killian.
He won't tell her.. He told himself.
Would he?
Neal prayed that he wouldn't.
Of course, had he been paying attention, he would have known that telling her was exactly what Killian planned to do.
Back at home, the moment they entered the house, Liam's face brightened.
"Hi Liam," Emma greeted him , taking off her boots and setting them by the door.
"Good morning, brother." Killian smiled at his older brother as he spoke.
"Good morning, indeed. We have things we need to take care of though, Emma, Neal," Liam asked looking at them. "Would you like to help me and Killian run a few errands?" Emma smiled and nodded. Neal shook his head.
As much as he wanted to get to know her more, he had things he needed to do.
"Suit yourself, mate," Killian flashed Emma a wicked grin, and held out his arm.
"To the car then, shall we, Swan?" She laughed and took it. Neal pouted as he watched them walk out, Liam turning to him.
"Don't do it again.." Liam warned him wearily. Neal looked at him.
"What you did to Killian broke him, and he likes Emma. He hasn't liked anyone since her. You mess that up, you'll have me to deal with." Liam sighed. "Look, Neal, all I'm saying is play fair and behave," He walked out the door with that, leaving Neal looking like someone had smacked him across the face.