"Emma, what the hell?" Graham asks shocked. He's still hunched over on the floor.
"You have no right to be mad. I have shown no interest in you. I have a boyfriend, whom I love. You had no right to do that," Emma growls. He slowly sits up.
"What on God's green earth made you think that kissing me was okay? Please tell me," Emma says furious and shocked by his actions. He stands up.
"Emma, I love you. I ran off to London and realised what a fool I was for leaving, for letting you slip out of my grip. I stopped talking to you because I knew long distance would never work. I thought we could make things work when I got back. Much to my surprise when I come back and the quarterback is your boyfriend," he shouts.
"How was I supposed know that? You never said anything. I never knew I was supposed to wait for you. Graham, no I gave up on you I moved on. I'm happy," Graham balls his fists.
"You're happy with him?" he asks disgusted.
"Yes, now I think you should leave," she says through gritted teeth.
"Em," he pleads and takes a step towards her.
"LEAVE," she shouts. Graham steps back. Mary Margaret comes crashing down the stairs.
"What is going on down here?" She asked surprised. Emma grabs the door.
"Graham was just leaving," Emma growls. He collects himself and walks out the door. Emma slams and locks it behind him.
"What just happened? Do you want to talk about it?" Mary Margaret asks.
"Nope, I'll be up in my room," Emma says as she brushes past her mom. She stomps upstairs and slams her door shut. What am I supposed to do now?
The next day at lunch Emma and Ruby are the first to arrive at the table. The boys follow them soon after. Emma worries about Graham showing up. Emma hasn't told anyone. She thought she could hide it. Apparently think of the devil and he shall appear. Graham walks over to their table and everyone's jaws drops. His eye is black and purple.
"Graham! Your eye," Ruby shrieks. He sets his tray down and sits next to Ruby. Emma tenses up. No ones knows what happened last night. Not even Ruby. Across the table Emma glares at Graham. He better not open his big fat mouth.
"Yeah its pretty bad," he says with a grimace. Emma rolls her eyes. Killian frowns at her.
"What happened, mate?" Killian asks cautiously. Killian's eyes flick between Graham and Emma.
"I upset someone," Graham responds without taking his eyes off Emma.
"Maybe you should be more careful," Emma says with her eyebrows raised. Everyone at the table looks confused. Graham and Emma's eyes stay locked on to each other. Killian turns Emma's shoulder to face him. His eyes are searching her face.
"Did something happen between you two? Something I need to know about?" Killian asks concerned.
"No," Emma replies.
"Yes," Graham says.
"Alright! What the hell happened?" James asks. Everyone at the table falls silent. Emma lets out a sigh.
"I punched Graham," Emma growls. Ruby gasps and Killian tenses up.
"I kissed Emma," Graham says without looking at Killian. Emma can't take her eyes off Killian. Killian's fists clench and the bang down onto the table. Killian stands up.
"If she hadn't already beat you, I would," He leans over the table, "In fact I just might," Emma places a hand on Killian's heaving chest. He looks absolutely livid. She stands up and slowly pushes him away.
"Come on, we need to talk," she guides him away from the table and out of the lunch room.
"Emma, why didn't you tell me? You said to trust you and I did. Look what happened… this is happening all over again," he runs his hands through his hair.
"Killian! No its not. His kissed me, I pushed him off, then punched him. I yelled and screamed at him until he left my house. Killian, I love you. Not him. Killian, he was best friend and I thought I could trust him. I let my guard down for five seconds. I am sorry. Please, please forgive me," she pleads. Tears start to well in her eyes. He folds her into his arms. He kisses her hair. His hands move up and down her back.
"Look its alright. I don't blame you. If anything I blame him," he says with a tone of disgust.
"I am so sorry. I feel horrible about all this," she says into his chest.
"I don't blame you, but I'm still mad, Emma. I mean another guy kissed you. I can't just get over that," He fumbles with his hands.
"I know and you should be. If another girl kissed you, I don't know how I would handle that," she admits.
"I have that doctor's appointment soon. I am sorry to leave you after all of this, but I need to get cleared to play," he says. She smiles.
"Of course I understand. I know you love playing. Go see the good doctor," she says with a flourish of her hand. He smiles and pushes her up against the wall. He places his hands on either side of her head. His lips clash down on hers and his tongue forces its way into her mouth. His body presses against hers. He pulls away and ends it as soon as he started it.
"You're mine, Don't forget that," his raspy voice whispers in her ear. He walks away leaving Emma speechless. Maybe should make Killian mad more often…
After school Killian finds Emma and swings her around in a circle. His smile is as bright at the sun. He gives Emma a quick kiss.
"I got cleared! Emma for the first time in months I can play! I talked to my mom she even ungrounded me, so I can go out with my teammates and do other things with you," Killian cheers excitedly. She smiles at his happiness and wraps her arms around his neck.
"That's so great, babe. I can't wait to see you play again," she says with a wide smile. He kisses her cheek.
"I have to go to practice! I'll text you later," he cheers as he runs down the hall. She smiles at her happy boyfriend.
That night Emma falls asleep with her phone in her hand, waiting for Killian to text her. Late in the night her phone buzzes in her hand causing Emma to jolt awake. With her eyes barely open she answers.
"Hello," she says with her voice heavy with sleep.
"Oh thank god. You're awake," a voice says. A voice not belonging to Killian.
"Killian?" Emma grumbles into the phone.
"No, its Smee," Emma jolts up in bed.
"What's wrong? Where's Killian? Is he okay?" Emma asks quickly.
"He's been better. Emma, you need to come and get him. He won't let me near him without throwing a punch," Smee says. Emma gets out of bed.
"I'll be there as soon as I can. Where is he?"
"Eric's," Goddammit, Killian. Why there? You promised. Smee says and she hangs up. She pulls on her converse and a jacket. She grabs her mom's keys and runs out the door. She speeds the whole way there. She pulls up to Eric's and throws the car in park. She slams her car door shut. I am going to kill him. What the hell was he thinking? She walks through the front door and marches into the kitchen.
"Where the hell is he?" she asks as she walks in, hands on hips. All the football players point to the patio. She marches out and finds him arguing with Smee.
"No, you don't get it. This is happening all over again. I'm losing the girl I love. To another guy no less," he slurring his words.
"Killian," she growls with her arms crossed. They both turn to her.
"Ah, there she is now. God, she is a bloody minx. I mean I can understand why other men want her, but I never thought I would lose her," Killian says while leaning on Smee. Emma marches up to him.
"The only reason I would leave you now is because of you being a drunk asshole. Now we are leaving. So move your ASS," she shouts at him. She can't look at Smee. The asshole. He isn't even saying anything or looking at Emma.
"Fine, but you can't take me home,"
"Why not?"
"My mum. She can't see me like this. Please Emma," he pleads.
"Just go. Come on. Its late and I'm tired," she orders. He nods and walks over to her. He tries to hold her hand, but she shrugs away.
"I would not do that if I were you," she growls and he looks dejected. She places a hand on his back and leads him to the car. She shoves him into the car and slams the door. Emma leans against the car and sighs. She opens her door and gets in. She speeds away.
"Emma, I can explain," Killian slurs.
"Oh, I am sure you can, but we will have this conversation when you are sober," she states simply.
"Oh come on. Don't be like that," he says.
"You're in so much trouble with me right now, so I suggest you shut up," she snaps. He doesn't say another word. She pulls into her garage.
"You will not make a sound. Just go up to my room got it?" she challenges. He nods. They get out of the car. Killian stumbles and almost falls on his face. Emma catches him and guides him upstairs. They make it into her room without a peep from her parents.
"Come on. We're going to bed," she whispers. She clambers back into bed and he follows without a sound. He wraps his arms around her.
"I love you," he speaks softly in her ear.
"I love you too," she sighs and gives her a quick kiss on the cheek. He settles right back in and falls asleep. Emma is up for awhile. What am I going to do with him? What's going to happen to us?