Chapter 3

Killian just wanted to help. He couldn't stand that the guy was looking at her with so much lust in his eyes while shamelessly grabbing her arse – which looked great, but that was beside the point.

She took his breath away when he first walked into the Rabbit Hole. Long blonde hair, gorgeous green eyes and legs for days. He knew he had affected her as well. He could tell by the way her hands were clammy, her breath stuck in her throat when she introduced herself and kept herself from making too much eye contact with him.

Killian was nervous around her, which resulted into him acting like the arrogant know-it-all he could be. He could tell she didn't like that attitude, so when he saw her being groped he decided to play the hero that would rescue her. He knew damn well that she wanted to be in that situation, but he couldn't bear to look at it any longer. He had to admit, he was (only slightly) jealous.

"What did just happen?" He heard David asking beside him. "Suddenly you're off one moment, and next thing I know you're back with a very angry Emma in tow. You didn't deter her from her conquest, did you?"

Killian groaned. "I'm afraid that I did exactly that. I just really did not like the way that guy was looking at her, so I thought I would do something about it."

"You still have got a lot to learn, buddy." David responded while giving him a friendly slap on the back.

"While I appreciate you looking out for Emma – it is kind of your new job now you are part of this group – she brought herself in the situation and she wanted to be in it. If she wasn't comfortable she would have given me the sign we came up with after an unfortunate incident in freshman year. Also, Emma really doesn't do well with people fighting her battles for her if she does not ask for it herself, especially if she – no offence – doesn't know them very well."

Killian let his chin fall to his chest and let out a sigh. "You're right, it wasn't my place. If someone should rescue her it should be her self-proclaimed big brother."

"Let's go home, we'll figure out a way to make her a little less annoyed with you tomorrow." David suggested. "But I'll have to warn you, the girl holds grudges."

In this moment, Killian was very grateful for the roommate he ended up with after his big move across the pond.

The next day was a Saturday. Classes didn't start for another two days and Killian couldn't be happier about it. He woke up with a pounding head and a dry mouth. It was a terrible idea to crack open a bottle of rum with David when they returned to the dorm. But it was nice to bond with his new roommate. David was a great guy and from the stories he had heard, he was sure he would make fast friends with Robin.

Mary Margaret and Ruby were both lovely lasses. He was very nervous about attending a new school, so he was glad that he found such great people in such a short amount of time.

Don't get him started on Emma Swan though. He could write a book about how he liked the sound of her laugh, could drown in her eyes and wondered what her soft looking lips would taste like. He hadn't been this quickly besotted with a woman since the brown hair and blue eyes that still haunted his dreams.

He knew that he was treading dangerous grounds. Because the last woman who he once gave the power to break his hart was one of the two reasons he made the big move to Boston. It was incredibly dumb to let himself fall for Emma this quickly, but he couldn't help it. He was so intrigued by her hard demeanor while seeing the clear love for her friends in her eyes.

At the other end of the room he heard David wake up with a groan.

"Morning Nolan." While he spoke, he realized how dry his throat really was.

"Morning Jones." He heard his roommate groan back, and he couldn't hold back a snicker.

"Yeah, you just laugh it off buddy." David said in a mockingly pissed of tone; "You won't be laughing anymore when Mary Margaret walks in here with her chipper mood in about half an hour. She is a tiny woman but no matter how much alcohol ran through her veins the night before, she never has a hangover. It is a gift.

"She will also probably tell you off for pissing Emma off last night. Because she was the one who had to deal with it in the moment." He continued.

Now it was Killian's turn to groan. "Will she at least bring coffee?"

"Yeah, don't worry she's an angel like that." David responded with fondness in his voice.

"Then I am fine with it."

David wasn't kidding, as if they were telepathic – which wouldn't surprise him – Mary Margaret came waltzing into the room half an hour later. With two cups of coffee in her hand, bless her hart.

"David was right, you truly are an angel." He was both sincerely grateful for the coffee and he decided he needed to get into her good graces if the other thing David said was also true.

"Good morning honey." She said while offering her boyfriend a cup of coffee with a soft kiss, initially ignoring Killian.

"Killian." She said next, while offering him the other cup with a glare. "It's black because I don't know how you take your coffee. But I brought packets of milk and sugar, because I'm kind like that."

Now it was David's time to laugh at Killian.

"Thank you, Mary Margaret. I appreciate it." He said with the sweetest smile he could muster up.

"Call me M's please. My name is to long for you to keep saying and it feels way too impersonal." She answered;" I'm still annoyed at you though, I won't stop until you find a way to make what you did last night up to Emma. I'm the one who has to deal with is, and a pissed of Emma is not fun to deal with."

"Told you, the girl holds grudges." He heard David say from the bed that Mary Margaret had just sat down on.

"Any tips?" He dared to ask.

"Sorry, buddy. This has to be all you." She answered apologetically.

"Figured." He said while sitting up against the wall to drink his coffee.

He sighed, that first sip of coffee after a night out was always so heavenly. "Luckily the coffee in this country is good, otherwise I would have no choice but to move back to England immediately."

"That's an empty threat and everyone in this room knows it." Ruby declared while walking into the room; "The blondes here are way more attractive." She told him with a smirk.

He had to admit, she was right. "Is this room being a place to meet after a night out something I have to prepare myself for every time I have a hangover?" He asked while letting his head drop to the wall behind him.

"Normally it's our room." Mary Margaret answered him. "Because we couldn't stand David's previous roommate, now it's fine because you're kinda cool. Also, Emma is in a terrible mood so we know better that to all waltz into there."

"She'll be fine after she has two cups of coffee and a bearclaw in het system." He hears Ruby say; "The only one who has to walk on his toes around her is Killian over here."

Killian finishes his cup of coffee. "Thank you for that piece of information, miss Lucas. Now I know how to try to get in her good graces again" He steps out of bed and throws away his paper coffee cup.

He was already wearing sweatpants, so he quickly pulls a t-shirt over his head and shoves his feet in a pair of old converse.

"Where can I find the nearest coffee place to get the Swan girl a bearclaw?"

Killian nervously knocks on Emma and Mary Margaret's door, as good as he can while holding two cups of coffee and a box filled with pastries. He hears an annoyed groan coming from inside the room and forces himself to look apologetic instead of having a big grin on his face.

Emma opens the door and even like this she looks like a vision. Her face is bare of make-up and her hair is pulled up on her head in a messy bun. She is wearing a t-shirt with a faded UMASS logo stretched out over her chest and a pair of boy shorts.

"Not in the mood." Emma said while starting to close the door on him.

Killian winced when he put his foot between the door after she slammed it shut. "Not so fast, Swan. I came bearing coffee, donuts and an apology."

"Fine, I want all three of those." She said while sitting down on the couch that was standing in the room.

He knew it would be the best course of action if he remained standing up. He offered her the coffee and the box of donuts. Her friends knew her well, because she immediately went for the bearclaw.

She started munching on her bearclaw and looked at him expectedly.

"I'm here to apologize for last night. I now know that I was out of order and am not the person to fight your battles for you." He started, while scratching behind his ear. "In the first five minutes of knowing you, I already concluded that you are a strong woman, who doesn't take shit from anybody. If the man's wandering hands were truly bothering you, your drink wouldn't be in your hand anymore but in his face. And if you wouldn't swirl him, David already informed me that he knows exactly when to come to the rescue.

"So, I apologize, for overstepping. Though I'm not going to apologize for trying to do the right thing. I will try to learn the signs of discomfort from David, and it won't happen again." He finished.

While he was talking, he saw the scowl on her face turn into a small smile. He let out a small sigh of relieve.

"Thank you, that was what I wanted to hear." She said after a moment of comfortable silence. "Just don't ever act all jealous and protective over me again, you're right it's not your place. But you are forgiven. Though I must say, if you ever need to apologize to me again, coffee and bearclaws will definitely work in your favor."

"I won't." He emptily promised, because protecting this girl was his new mission in life; "And good to know." Killian chuckled while going for the box of donuts. This girl was easier to apologize to that he thought.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, buddy." Emma warned him. "Stay away from that box unless you want to buy me more apology donuts."

He threw his hands up and slowly backed away from the box. "I surely don't want to get on your bad side again, lass."

"Good, now get out so I can change. I'll meet you guys in your dorm in 15 minutes." Emma ushered a confused Killian out of the door. "I've known those people for 3 years, I know they're in your room and pushed you to apologize to me. There is no other way you could have known about the magical bearclaws from granny's."

Killian chuckled at that. He wanted to tell her that changing wouldn't be necessary as she was looking bloody gorgeous as it was, but the words stuck in his throat. Damn, what was this girl doing to him. He was never this nervous around the opposite sex. So instead of telling her that she was a vision, he opted for the safer option of; "See you in a bit, Swan." While offering her a wink.

Emma closed the door behind him and he heard a dull thump like she let her back slam to the door after she closed it. And did he imagine this or did he hear he let out a deep sigh of relieved tension.

"Same love, same." He whispered to himself while making his way back to his own dorm. Thinking about what that sigh meant.

That was chapter 3 for you. I'm not entirely content with it but I couldn't put my finger on it so you know, just rolling with it. I'm also slightly drunk so I care a little less. So here ya go. I hope you're enjoying it so far!