Prom Night
In senior year, Emma and Killian are best friends. It's prom time and Emma doesn't have a date and is upset. Killian is already going with his girlfriend. At prom, Killian realizes his feelings for Emma
Emma Swan stared at her reflection in the mirror that Saturday night. To most girls they would think they looked beautiful, but Emma didn't, or she would have a date.
Tonight marked the senior year prom and Emma hadn't been asked by anyone.
To be honest, she knew exactly who she wanted to go with, her best friend since they had been toddlers, Killian Jones, who she also happened to be in-love with, but considering that he had a girlfriend, who would be his date for the evening, she knew that she didn't stand a chance.
"Emma, come on!" Mary Margaret, her mother, called from downstairs. "Killian's here!"
Emma sighed.
Yes, Killian was there, but not to hand her a corsage, just to give her a ride. Emma would be subjected to the backseat of his car, whilst him and Milah laughed away lovingly in the front seats with one another.
She tried hard to hate Milah, but she couldn't as Milah was always really nice. Even though, Emma felt second best, Milah never once said anything mean to her, in fact, she adored Emma.
"I'm coming!" She answered, before double checking her appearance.
Her blonde hair was in soft ringlets down her back, and her make-up was light and natural, but the only thing that really caught her attention was the dress she was wearing.
It was a simple red mermaid styled dress with some sequined decoration on fitted top, flaring out about mid-waist. It was simple, and it was the nicest they could find for their budgeted range.
"Emma Swan!" Mary Margaret scolded again.
"Here goes nothing."
Emma exited her room and walked down the hallway. She felt her nerves picking up at the thought of making her way down the stairs to Killian, but sadly, he wouldn't be waiting for her in that way.
Emma made her way down the stairs, without glancing up at either Mary Margaret or Killian, but when she reached the bottom, she had no choice. Mary Margaret smiled proudly at her daughter, and then Emma turned to face Killian. He gave her a beaming smile and pulled her into a tight hug.
"You look beautiful, Swan." He murmured, pulling back and looking at the dress.
It didn't take long for Emma to realize that his tie was red, meaning that once again Milah would be outshining her.
"You look handsome." She teased, as Killian wrapped an arm around her shoulder, making her face Mary Margaret and the camera.
"Say cheese."
Emma blushed as red as her dress when Killian kissed her cheek in a friendly manner.
"Swan, I have a surprise for you." He smiled, as he reached round.
Emma watched as he produced a small box. Emma braced herself for what was about to come, but still gasped in shock when she saw what sat in the box.
It was Killian's grandmother's diamond bracelet.
As far as Emma knew, it was very expensive, and had been in the family for years.
Amongst the diamonds, red rubies were placed.
"Oh my… I can't wear this… Mil…"
Killian placed his finger on her lips in a silencing mode. "My grandmother said for you to wear it. She said Emma Swan, not Milah Rivers."
Emma smiled and tried not to let the tears well, as Killian slipped the bracelet onto her left wrist.
"You are practically family, Swan. My grandmother considers you as her own grand-daughter, this is her gift to you."
Emma's eyes widened. "What do you mean by that?"
Killian smirked and raised an eye-brow, completely ignoring Mary Margaret's shocked expression. "You see, Swan, there are no other female's on this side of the family to inherit it. My grandmother says you are the closest thing and wants you to have it, no arguments."
"Killian, I…"
He shook his head. "Nope, I'm not listening. Anyway we better go."
Oh yes, Milah on his mind again over me. She thought as she kissed her mother goodbye.
Killian also gave Mary Margaret a kiss on the cheek, before guiding Emma from the house and out to his BMW.
Unlike Emma's family, Killian's was extremely rich, but Emma never let that get in the way of their relationship.
She cared for him, not his money.
His father, a well-known millionaire, simply adored Emma. Killian's mother had died when he was young, and his father had never re-married.
Emma meanwhile, came from a poor income family. Her father, David, had died in a car crash three years ago, and like Killian's dad, Mary Margaret never looked at another man. They got by with what they had to live humbly.
Emma went to the back seat on the left side, and Killian placed his hand on the small of her back.
"You can sit in the front until Milah's."
Emma shrugged. "Yeah, but then it will be a lot of messing around, won't it?"
Killian nodded and opened the door for her, helping her to get in without ruining the dress. Emma felt her breath froze when he reached over and made sure that the seatbelt was fastened over her waist properly.
"I love the dress." He whispered.
Emma blushed again, as Killian got into the driver's seat, buckled his seatbelt and pulled onto the road. Emma could see another box sitting on the passenger seat, knowing that contained Milah's corsage.
The jealous feeling welled up inside of her again and she tried not to let the tears form.
The car ride was silent for a change. Emma looked out the window, counting how many houses had double front doors, whilst Killian concentrated on the roads, every so often glancing back in her direction.
He pulled up at the front of Milah's before long.
"Are you coming?" Killian asked, turning to look at her.
"No, this is yours and Milah's special moment. Go." She smiled at him, not allowing for Killian to detect any sadness.
Killian nodded, squeezed her knee in a teasing manner, before grabbing the box and exiting the car, heading up the garden pathway.
He then disappeared inside, and Emma could see everyone forming in the hallway.
Milah made her way down the stairs, just like Emma had, only she was glancing at Killian with a loving expression.
From what Emma could see, her dress was the exact same shade as Emma's, only it was a true princess dress. Big bottom and tight corset bodice. Her hair was pinned up in a soft up-do, and she looked beautiful.
Emma watched as Killian pulled out Milah's corsage, which looked as though it was a red rose and placed it on her wrist. Milah and Killian then shared a kiss before posing for cameras.
They looked happy, and Emma felt the tears fall.
She would never be good enough for Killian.
Ten minutes later, they headed out the house and Killian was clutching Milah's hand tightly. Emma looked away, not seeing Killian glance in her direction, a concerned and soft expression on his face, before he took Milah to the passenger seat and opened the door.
"Emma!" She smiled. "You look so beautiful."
"You too, Milah." Emma's voice cracked, and Milah looked at her worriedly.
"Are you alright? You've been crying." Her hand reached out and took Emma's. "You don't have to have a date…"
Emma shook her head. "No, I just wanted my dad here."
Milah's expression softened and gave her hand a soft squeeze. "He would've been so proud, Emma."
Emma smiled at Milah softly as Killian got into the driver's side, glancing at Emma's face. Judging by Milah's facial expression, he realized that it wouldn't be wise to ask Emma, as Milah had already jumped to the point.
Milah's eyes landed on Emma's left wrist and her eyes widened slightly before letting go of Emma's hand and facing the front. Emma let out a small sigh, and focused on the houses again.
They arrived at the front of the school ten minutes later, and Emma unbuckled her seatbelt.
She wondered momentarily if Killian would get her door, but when he moved to Milah's, she felt like crying all over again.
In an embarrassing manner, she opened her own door to see some of the popular girls looking over at her and sniggering.
Killian and Milah were oblivious to this as they began to head in. Emma was a little shocked that Killian was walking off and leaving her.
Very carefully, she followed at a far enough distance behind them, not wanting to intrude.
As she went to take another step, she let out a squeal when an arm wrapped around her. She turned to see Graham Humbert, one of her other good friend's stood there.
"Emma!" He laughed, swinging her around. "You are the most beautiful girl here."
Killian had stopped and looked around at the sound of her squeal. He watched as Graham spun Emma around, before moving some of her hair from her face. He ignored the dark feeling that welled up inside of him as he followed Milah inside.
Emma glanced at Graham. "Where's your date?"
"Don't have one. I tried to phone you this morning, but you didn't pick up." He reached behind him and pulled out a silver box.
Emma's eyes widened. "Graham…"
"It's very late, but do you want to go to prom with me?"
He flipped the lid to reveal a silver rose, and Emma smiled.
"Why yes." She chuckled.
Emma glanced down at her wrist to see the diamond bracelet that Killian had put on, and sighed before unclipping it and moving it to her other wrist, as Graham slipped the rose on.
"Sorry for being a dick and not asking sooner."
Emma chuckled as he took her by the arm and they headed inside, showing their tickets.
"I didn't expect anything more than that." Emma smiled.
"Now, let's go make a certain Killian fellow jealous."
Once inside, Graham took Emma over to the table where their other friends, Ruby Lucas, Victor Whale, Belle French, Robert Gold, Regina Mills and Robin Hood sat, all giving them the thumbs up.
"I told him he should've asked you sooner." Ruby practically yelled over the music.
Emma laughed as she sat down, noticing that their table was full.
"Where are Killian and Milah sitting?" She asked Regina.
"Where do you think?" Regina indicated over to a table on the other side of the room.
Emma looked down a little saddened. Regina and Graham were the only ones at the table who knew of her true feelings for Killian, and just as Emma went to reply, Graham grabbed her by the arm.
"Let's dance, Emma!" He said, in an excited.
Emma went to say no, but Graham was already dragging her into the middle of the dance floor.
"That dress…" Graham whispered in her ear, as he pulled her close. "..is stunning."
Emma smiled as he spun her out, and then twisted her under his arm. Emma caught sight of Milah and Killian standing with some others, but Killian was paying no interest to them, his eyes were settled on Emma and Graham, and his expression was stiff.
Emma felt her heart race. She knew exactly what that expression was.
Jealously.
Emma turned back to Graham and smirked.
"It's working, Emma." Graham whispered in her ear. "He hasn't taken his eyes of you."
Emma rolled her eyes. "Come on, I'm thirsty."
Graham took her hand and led her from the dance floor towards the refreshment table.
He poured them both a drink before they made their way back to the table.
Emma didn't know how long she had been sat there for, but she felt her heart pick up when Killian's hand rested on her shoulder.
"What do you say, Swan? Give your old friend a dance?"
Emma smiled up at him before standing and taking his outstretched arm. Killian then guided her onto the dance floor, and spun her out.
"You moved the bracelet." He stated, placing his arm around her waist.
"Uh, well, I have a corsage on now." Emma replied.
"I noticed."
The song turned to a slow one, the first one of the evening. Emma began to pull back.
"Where are you going?" Killian asked, with a confused look.
"I thought you would want to share the first slow dance with Milah." Emma said.
Killian chuckled harshly. "Yeah, well, I just broke up with her."
Emma tripped on her dress in surprise. "Wh…why?"
"A few reasons actually. One, I overheard her saying something to one of her friend's about my dad's money, secondly, she disrespected everyone at your table, and thirdly, she wasn't you."
Emma tried to ignore the last comment and focused on making light of the situation.
"It's cruel to dump someone on prom night."
Killian indicated to Milah who was dancing with another man, looking like she didn't care at all.
"You see Swan, she had me fooled. She's been playing me the entire time. All this time, she has been seeing someone else. She wanted my money, and she disrespected my Swan. And no one does that."
Emma's heart fluttered at the words; my Swan.
"Killian…"
"I've been blind." He whispered, drawing her closer against him. "So blind. All these years, I persuaded myself not to fall for you, but it's too late, I already have. And seeing you tonight with Humbert got to me. When we were at your house earlier this evening, and you came down those stairs, I wished that I was taking you to prom, not Milah."
Emma looked at him sadly.
"Why were you crying in the car?" He asked, his fingers tangling in her blonde curls at the back. "I know it wasn't for the reason that you told, Milah."
"I think you know the answer." Emma whispered, as she looked in his eyes.
Killian gave her a soft smile. "I care for you, Swan; so very much."
Emma felt her breath hitch and she could feel his fingers softly tangling in her hair.
"I care for you too." She whispered. "Very much, I… I should've said something, but…"
Killian's hand let go of hers and his thumb stroked her chin in a soothing manner.
"You really do look beautiful, Emma."
Emma smiled, as he pressed his forehead against hers in a gentle manner.
"I wish I had realized my feelings sooner." Killian continued, once again linking their fingers.
Emma squeezed his fingers gently. "It's okay."
Killian stepped closer to her if that was possible, before he pulled her into a gentle kiss.
Emma blushed furiously, but kissed him back, both swaying to the music; across the room Regina and Graham high-fived one another at the sight of their friend's happiness.
The rest of the evening was going remarkably well. Killian had drawn a chair up to Emma's table and was currently sat beside her, his fingers entwined with hers, his thumb stroking the back of her knuckles.
The bracelet was now back on her left wrist, Graham's corsage laying forgotten on the table.
"I just hope that you and Milah don't get voted Prom King and Queen." Ruby giggled, picturing the funny sight.
Killian just smirked. "Well, Swan and I are leaving, actually."
Emma blushed furiously when the table looked at them shocked.
"Emma!" Belle scolded.
"No, no." Killian jumped in. "We're just heading off. I'm sure my father will want to know about Emma and I."
Regina smiled. "Get going then, before they start announcing."
As Emma and Killian stood, and made their way out, both Robin and Graham wolf-whistled, earning a smack from Belle and Regina.
As they both spilled out onto the car park, Killian reached out and clutched Emma's hand in his, both making their way to his car.
"They're faces!" She laughed, as he opened her car door for her, helping her in.
Killian laughed back with her and kissed her. "Hey, I wasn't lying though. We're going to see my father, and my grandmother will be so happy, and your mother."
Emma smiled as he got into his side and pulled out onto the road.
As Emma stared ahead of her, there were only two things different; Killian Jones was her boyfriend and the road in front now was their future.