Hi! Sorry for the delay in posting, I've had laptop troubles all week but their finally sorted so I'm hoping to have the next chapter up by the weekend. I've got a few ideas of where I want this story to go that involves a lot of Will/Emma romance and maybe a little smut on the way ;) so keep reading!

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Wills POV

To be honest, the last person I imagined standing in front of me at this moment in time was Emma. She looked exhausted. Her hair had begun to fall out of place and by the looks of it; she had spent a great amount of the night crying.

'Will, I'm-', She barely got through the first few words of her sentence before the tears began to fall and despite everything, I pulled her instinctively into my arms as she gripped hold of my shirt, her tiny frame shaking. We stood there for a while, no talking, her hands clutching my now soaked through t-shirt, my arms wrapped around her, making soothing noises to try and calm her down. Eventually her sobs had subsided and I dared to ask her the question,

'Emma, what's happened? What's wrong?' My mind instantly came to all sorts of conclusions, had a relative passed away, her favourite soap character got killed off, Carl? What if he had done something to her, oh god he would kill him if he had.

'Em, Carl's not done anything to you has he?' I moved my index finger under her chin, tilting her head towards me so i could look her in the eye. For me, one look into her eyes and I could tell what she was thinking, what she wanted, they were like a gateway to her soul. Her eyes locked with mine, widening at my question before shaking her head.

'No, gosh no, erm, Carl's fine, he's well he's at home and well we-'

'Emma you're not making any sense' I interrupted, why was she here, what was she trying to say? She looked into my eyes once more, a pained expression rising upon her face,

'Carl and I... we're over'.

Emma's POV

He didn't say anything for a while, just continued looking at me, his eyes never breaking contact with mine. I had started fidgeting with hands. Oh gawd I was so nervous, I didn't know what to do. What if this afternoon was the final straw? What if I had blown my last chance because of a lie? I could feel more tears urging their way to the front of my eyes, threatening to spill over once again.

'I'm sorry Will, I'm so, so sorry I-' Before I could finish what I wanted to say, tell him that I lied about sleeping with Carl he began to hold me again, his head resting on top of mine as he began to hush me, moving his hands up and down my back, rubbing gently.

'Ssh, no more talking tonight ok?' I nodded before he took my hand and led me to the couch. He sat down first, his hand never leaving mine as he ushered me to curl up beside him in the space behind his legs, my head resting on his right shoulder as his arm wrapped around me, holding me closer. We sat there in silence until I glanced at the time. I could faintly hear the sound of Will's snoozing so I tried my best to manoeuvre my way out from under his arm, doing my best not to disturb him. As I attempted, I felt his arm tense around me, holding me in my current position.

His eyes still shut he muttered, 'Where do you think you're going?'

'It's late, I thought you were asleep and thought I should you know go home'.

'Stay' His eyes fluttered open and he turned his head slightly towards me, leaning in so his forehead was resting on mine. He gave me a weak smile and I knew then I could not deny him anything.

'Ok' I whispered back and I could see the smile grow on his face. 'But what will I do about clothes...' I began to panic, 'I can't sleep in these that's-'. He cut me off, knowing that my word vomit was imminent.

'How does one of my t-shirts sound?' He got up off the couch, leaving me for a split second before returning with what looked like his old McKinley High running top.

'It's too small for me now anyway, growth spurts at 16' he chuckled. 'Anyway it would probably be way to big on you so it would well you know, cover you'. His cheeks grew slightly red as he stammered the last few words out. I thanked him, grabbing the t-shirt and heading to the bathroom. Last time I stood here I was staring at myself in the mirror, not recognising the reflection before me, a sheer piece of lavender material clinging loosely to my body as I tried to convince myself I was ready to take the next stage in my relationship with Will. Now I stood here, mascara running down my face, my curls falling out of place. I looked a mess. The bags under my eyes looked ghastly. I was tired. Tired of fighting my feelings, I had barely slept well since he told me he loved me, my mind keeping me up all night with what ifs. I lowered my hands into the sink, turning the tap on as I washed my face, trying as best as I could to remove the excess make-up that sat on my skin. I started to remove my clothes, folding them neatly on the laundry basket. I placed his t-shirt over the top of my head, the hem of it coming slightly below my bum. I brought the collar up to my nose; it smelt like him and I smiled. I eventually stepped out of the bathroom to find Will placing some cushions and a duvet on the couch. He had already changed into his pyjamas and upon entering he turned to me, a cushion still in hand,

'Hey, I thought it was probably best if you know I slept on here tonight, you could do with a good night sleep'. He smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back. I walked over to him, thanking him for everything, before whispering goodnight to him. As I started to walk to his bedroom his hand grabbed mine, turning me to face him. We stood there for just a moment, out hands interlocking before he lowered his head and kissed me ever so slightly on the lips, his nose resting on mine. Before I knew it he had pulled away, the butterflies still fluttering around in my stomach.

'Goodnight Em'.

It took me a while to regain my bearings but eventually I turned around, trying as best as I could to make it to the bedroom on my legs that had slowly begun to give way.

Will's POV

I couldn't sleep. Knowing the woman I loved was lying in my bed with my t-shirt on made my heart beat a thousand beats a minute. She had broken up with Carl. Why? How come all of a sudden? I knew I should have asked her about it but seeing her so upset, so deflated I opted not to, there would be plenty of time to talk later. I heard the sound of faint footsteps creep through the living room and I immediately sat up,

'Em, is that you?' she giggled, of course it was her,

'I was just gonna grab a glass of water if that's ok, I couldn't sleep? You?'

'What?'

'How come you're still awake?'

'Oh yeah, I couldn't sleep either, I was just thinking'. She crept up to the couch, sitting at the opposite end of the couch, her hands resting in her lap.

'About what? What were you thinking of?'

I lifted the duvet up, indicating for her to crawl underneath it to my end of the couch. She followed suit, sitting next to me, our bodies barely touching yet the feeling of excitement rushed through my veins; how was it possible one person could have such an effect on another? I wrapped the duvet around us, making sure that she was well covered and comfortable before continuing.

'I don't know Emma. I'm so confused. I just don't understand. I told you I loved you, that I was sorry and then you tell me that you and Carl have had-', I couldn't bring myself to say it, 'and then all of a sudden you've broken up with him and now your here, on my couch at 3:30 in the morning and I just don't know how it all got so complicated.' I rubbed the back of my neck before turning to her,

'Em, please say something, I need to know, why are you here?'

It took a while but she finally faced me, a lone tear trickling from her right eye. I reached over and brushed it away, my fingertips lingering there a while longer as I stroked her cheek. 'Emma, please?'

'I'm so sorry Will. I've made such a mess of things. I've ended up hurting you, Carl. I never stopped loving you Will. Gawd I tried, I mean really I did.' She let out a small exhale before continuing. 'When Carl asked me out I said yes to try and prove to myself that I could move on from you and over the course of those two weeks I really began to believe I could and then you had to burst my bubble and tell me that you love me and then I was back on square one again'. She looked me in the eyes and gave me a sympathetic smile, a knot tightening in my throat. 'Hearing that you loved me, that you were willing to fight for me scared me Will, It terrified me even. I panicked Will. I was so, so confused. I liked Carl, he was wonderful but he wasn't you Will'.

'Then why did you- I mean, why did you sleep with Carl then if you still loved me?' She had started to shake, biting down on her lip as she did so and I knew that she was trying to stop herself from crying. All I wanted to do was hold her, run my hands through her hair and tell her that it didn't matter. But if I didn't do this now, I'd never have the courage to ask her again. I moved my hand gently across hers, giving it a little squeeze, urging her to continue.

'I just wanted you gone Will and you kept yelling at me, telling me all this stuff that I was too afraid to say out loud. It was the only way I could get you to go, I'm so sorry'. By now she was fully crying and it broke my heart. I continued to hold her hand, my thumb tracing the outline of her knuckles.

'Em, I don't understand, you slept with him to get rid of me?'

'No, oh gosh, no today, when you were in my office you told me that you knew I loved you and that I hadn't moved on and it made me mad Will. It made me mad because you know me so well and I just wanted you to leave me alone that's why-'

'Why what Emma'

'I lied to you Will, I'm so sorry. I never slept with Carl, I just said it because I knew that it would hurt you and then I realised that I had made such a horrible mistake, that I was no better than Terri and that you-' She stopped talking as I placed my lips on hers, my hand moving from her hand to the back of her head, pulling her close as my fingers tangled through her hair. I wasn't mad at her at all, maybe I should have been but I was tired of fighting. I didn't want to spend any more time apart from her, not now she was finally mine. I eventually pulled away, looking at her face. Her eyes were beginning to open, her breath becoming more and more ragged.

'Will I don't und-, aren't you mad at me, I mean I lied to you,'

'Ssh,' I said, my thumb grazing the side of her cheek, 'I think we've both been through enough recently. I don't want to keep doing this to us Em, the longing looks, the brief exchanges. This past couple of months have killed me Emma and I can't do it again. I love you and I never, ever want to be apart from you again.' Her smile lit up her face.

'Me neither'. I smiled back at her before bringing my lips crashing down on to hers once more. This kiss felt so much different to the past few we had shared. This one had more passion, more hunger behind it. I grazed her bottom lip with my tongue as she opened her mouth, allowing me to explore. She tasted so good. The hand that wasn't in her hair wrapped around her waist as I held her as close as possible, never wanting to let go. One of her hands found the curls at the nape of my neck and she began to twist them through her fingers, her other hand coming up to the side of my face, cupping my cheek in her palm. As our kiss intensified I couldn't help but let out a moan I had been holding, her lips smiling into our kiss.

She finally pulled away as we both struggled for breath, her lips looking well devoured. I lay back on the couch, pulling her with me so her head rested just above my heart as her body lay stretched against mine. I pulled the duvet over us, eventually moving my arms to wrap around her. She felt perfect next to me and I knew then I never wanted to fall asleep without her in my arms.

'Night Em,'

'I love you' she muffled into my chest, kissing my heart through the t-shirt I was wearing. My arms tightened around her before whispering I love you back as we both drifted off into sleep.