Emily's POV

I stood outside of the house I once shared with Connor and his family. The dark brick covered walls surrounded the outside of the house, while the white framed windows stood out against the rest of the house. The grass in the front yard had overgrown and had turned a weak straw yellow. There were no lights on in the house leaving the windows to remain black. The silence made my feet feel heavy as they remained glued to the ground. I was forced to look up at the haunted house I thought I would never have to see again.

The familiar black door creaked open slowly causing a cold shiver to run down my spine. There was no one behind the door, just a dark shadow that led into the house. Even still, I couldn't help but have the feeling that someone was watching me from inside. My mind began to circle through endless possibilities that I hoped were not true.

They couldn't still live there, could they?

What if he was still in there?

My glued down feet soon became lighter as I kept asking myself questions. I found myself slowly creeping up to the front door which was only opened slightly. I swallowed the lump in throat before letting my eyes look into what the door had allowed me to see of inside the house. I felt an uneasy feeling set in my stomach as I stared at the familiar walls of the house. My eyes landed on the white staircase. There was one thought that still clouded my mind. That one thought had caused my hand to place against the frame, slowly putting pressure on the door until there was enough room for me to slip inside the house. I walked to the staircase and looked up remembering the events that had led me to leave this house. That thought had grown stronger until everything else was blocked out.

What if he was still here…

I took one cautious step up, then another until I was running up to the top of the staircase, now facing the narrow corridor that had doors on either side, just as I remember. The house was filled with silence except for the occasional car that would drive past and my uneasy breaths that escaped my lips as I looked towards the door to my room at the end of the corridor. I started walking towards it, my feet creaking on the old floorboards as I made my way down the corridor. I stopped myself short when I noticed the door to Oliver's room.

Could he be in there?

I stood in front of the door, looking down at the floor before slowly reaching my fist up to knock on the door. All senses of reality had disappeared from my mind as I heard a voice respond from inside the room.

"It's open."

My heart skipped a beat as that lost but familiar voice rang through my ears and echoed in my head. I could feel my stomach turning in a knot as I turned the doorknob slowly. The room was dark, the only light shining in was from the door I had just opened. I could just make out an outline of a person. Their back was facing me. At least I knew I wasn't going crazy and that there was actually someone here.

"O-Oliver?" I whispered.

My breath hitched when a lamp suddenly flickered and illuminated the room. I turned back to the figure that still had their back turned to me, only now I could now see his familiar blonde hair. I walked slowly over him before hesitantly reaching my hand to his shoulder but instantly pulled back when a ghostly chuckle filled the room. I stood still as I watched him raise his arm until his hand grabbed a fistful of his blonde hair before pulling it off before turning around to face me. My eyes narrowed as a pair of shining green eyes stared at me in the dimly lit room.

"Hello Emily."

"Pan." I spat, curling my fists in the process, causing his smirk to grow wider as he dropped the blonde wig onto Oliver's bed.

My body stiffened as he started to step closer towards me.

"Where is he?" I asked firmly.

Pan let out a low chuckle as a mischievous look turned his features, "Sorry love but you're going to have to be more specific."

I rolled my eyes, now glaring at Pan.

"Oliver. Where is Oliver?" I demanded.

"Ah yes. He had left a long time ago." Pan said as he continued to walk closer to me.

Pan made me back up against the wall with the intention that I would be facing opposite the door. I felt my stomach twist in a knot as Pan now blocked my vision of the door, his green eyes growing darker as he extended his arms, placing his hands on the wall beside me, closing the space between us so that I could only see him. I looked away from Pan as he leaned in now towering over me. HE had never been this close before. My cheeks were burning in confusion but the sudden realization of who was standing in front of me caused fear to overrun any other emotion I could feel right now. My breathing became short and unsteady as I sank further into the wall. Pan seemed to notice as he let out a light chuckle. I didn't dare look into those green eyes, as I knew that was what Pan wanted.

"How long ago?" I asked, trying to distract myself.

Pan ignored my question and let out a frustrated breath knowing that wasn't the response that he wanted. I wasn't sure what Pan wanted with me or why he was acting so differently but my determination to find out what happened to Oliver seemed to anger him more. I closed my eyes as I watched Pan drop his head down. I could feel his warm breath against my neck making my eyes open in shock. I could now see the door on the opposite wall making feel a need to escape but before I could do anything I fell stiff against the wall, eyes widening as I felt Pan's lips graze the skin on my neck ever so slightly before standing up straight. My cheeks were now burning as I looked at Pan with confusion. A smirk curled through his lips as he looked over my face, now pleased with my response. He's eyes were almost glowing green in the dimly lit room. I had never seen them so bright before.

"He left soon after you arrived in Neverland. So around two and a half years ago."

My lips parted as I stood shocked against the wall while Pan pulled away from me, standing back into the room allowing me to process what he had told me.

I've been on Neverland for two and a half years...

"On Neverland your age will always be seventeen as that is when you arrived. But in this world, your world, you would be nineteen to this day."

Pan's words took a while to sink in.

I'm nineteen years old.

I was pulled out of my thoughts once I noticed Pan's ragged breathing, his arms tensing as his hands slowly curled into a tight fist. His shining green eyes were staring intently with me, at first I thought with anger but it seemed to be something else. Something I had never seen before. Without warning Pan suddenly appeared back in front of me making me flinch. He let out a husky chuckle before moving closer towards me. I made the mistake to look up at his gaze; his green eyes stared down at me and wouldn't look away. Pan moved closer than he had before, pushing me against the wall with no chance to escape. I could only watch as Pan's eyes slowly shut, his lips parting as frustrated breaths escaped them.

"P-Pan, what are you doing." I whispered.

He slowly lifted his head, his glowing green eyes staring at me through his lashes. He let out a breathless chuckle.

"It's getting really hard to control myself around you." He paused, and I watched his teeth graze at his bottom lip,

"You don't understand the urge I have to hold back…especially now that you're old enough."

My eyes shot open and I quickly sat up feeling a few beads of sweat fall from my forehead. I felt a burning sensation rise to my cheeks as I stared at the dark room of my hut.

Did I- Did I just dream about Pan!?

I quickly pulled off my covers and made my way into the separate room of my hut. I brought my hands under the cool water and poured it over my face. I looked into the small mirror to see the burning redness on my cheeks. I watched as the water droplets ran down from my face to my chest where the blue stone necklace was hanging around my neck. I sighed and tucked it into my shirt before walking back to my bed. I pulled the covers over and lay awake for the rest of the night with clouded thoughts.

What the hell am I going to do.

"Emily."

I turned against my sheets causing them to wrap around my body even more, that was until I felt a warm presence beside me that made me freeze from my movements. I blinked opened my eyes that soon adjusted to see Connor lying shirtless beside me on my bed.

Wait what!

My eyes immediately opened awake and I reached for my dagger under my pillow holding it to Connors neck.

"Easy tiger." He chuckled, putting his hands up in defence as an amused grin spread through his lips.

"Get up now!" I growled as I got up from my bed, never leaving the blade from his neck.

He put his hands behind his head and smirked as he refused to move from the bed.

"Make me."

I was about to push the blade further to his neck so that it would cut the skin, but I was interrupted by my hut door opening.

"Hey Emily-"

I turned around to see a shocked looking Ben. His eyes darted from Connor then back to me and the smile on his face instantly fell. He stood still, speechless at the scene in front of him. Connor laughed breaking the silence as he then chose to get up from my bed. He grabbed his shirt off the floor and pulled it over his head before walking past Ben, giving him knowing smirk and a nudge to Ben's side as he walked out of my hut.

"Ben please, it's not what it looks like!" I called desperately but he had already slammed my hut door closed.

I groaned and grabbed my pillow pushing my face into the soft material before cursing out through a scream towards Connor.

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Will's POV

"I promise I'll explain everything once this is all over, I just really need you to trust me right now."

Trust...

I trust Emily.

I don't trust Connor.

Everything about him is off. Maybe it's because nobody, even Pan, knew why or how he ended up here. Or maybe it's because Emily and Connor had some kind of past, I thought before clenching down on my teeth. Or perhaps it's because I just watched Connor put on his shirt before walking out of Emily's hut.

I stormed over once Connor was half way down the line of huts, watching as Ben then slammed her hut door shut before walked down the steps with a confused and angered expression. It's not what I'm thinking…it can't be.

Ben looked up from the group as he turned to me, "I want to kill him."

I curled my fists, "What happened?" I asked through gritted teeth.

I felt a fire burning inside me as the words left Ben's mouth.

Emily's POV
I had just gotten dressed when my hut door went flying open again. Will stood in the door way, fists curled, clenched jaw and breathing heavily.

"You did what!" Will yelled.

I could hear anger and jealously in his tone.

"Will, I didn't do anything with Connor, I promise!" I said honestly.

Ben came through the door with an angered expression.

"I would never lie to you guys and you know it!" I said in a rather angered tone that Connor had caused all of this before I had even had a chance to start the day.

Will's expression softened slightly but I could see that Ben was still angry as he refused to look at me and instead looked down at his feet instead. I walked over to Ben and lifted his chin up. He's blue eyes looked into mine, they were hurt and confused. I missed the Ben that would always have a bright smile on his face and make me laugh. There was no way I was going to let Connor get to him. I leaned towards him and kissed his cheek causing Ben's eyes to widen as a slight shade of pink rose to his cheeks. I heard Will chuckle from opposite the door as we both knew that reasoning to Ben with words would never make him change his mind. Ben smiled at me telling me that he believed me but he soon turned to Will as we made our way down the steps of my hut.

"I still want to kill him." Ben said with determination in his voice.

"Agreed." Will nodded.

I jumped in between them once I reached the last step and put my arms over their shoulders, pulling them close in a hug making the two smile before I let them go. I was glad we all shared equal hatred towards Connor. That was the last thing I wanted getting between us.

"Let's eat. I'm starving." Will said as we made our way to the bonfire where breakfast was being passed around.

"I'll eat him." Ben mumbled as he glared at Connor who sat next to Felix and a couple other boys.

Will and I laughed at his comment before joining Ethan and Charlie at the bonfire.

"Begin training." We heard Pan call as we made our way through the skull gate and into the training area.

We all grabbed our bow and arrows before heading off to the targets that were lined up in the distance. I got ready in the correct stance before lining up my arrow into my bow. I pulled the line across my chest so that my arm extended out into the correct position. By closing one eye I was able to line up my arrow with the centre of the target. I exhaled slowly letting my heart rate fall before letting my fingers slip from the string. It shot through the air like a bullet before hitting the bullseye.
I had too much on my mind to stop now. I quickly grabbed another arrow and followed the same steps before letting go of the arrow for the second time and watched it hit bullseye again. Who the hell does Connor think he is?, I thought as I continuously shot arrow after arrow getting a bullseye or in the yellow section until all of my arrows had run out and sweat was dripping down my face.

"Hey Em, you know you'll have to go get those right?" Ethan mentioned as he lined himself up to shoot.

I sighed but nodded, "I know."

I walked across the field for a minute until I reached my target. All ten arrows were stuck into the target. I started pulling them out when a familiar voice startled me.

"You missed." Pan chuckled as he looked towards the one arrow that was in between the line of yellow and red.

I was in no mood for fun and games. I quickly pulled the arrow I had in my hand against the bow and aimed it at Pan.

"I won't miss now." I spoke angrily but smiled sweetly.

I was standing only a couple feet in front of Pan with the arrow positioned directly at his heart.

Pan grinned in amusement, "You're going to shoot me with my own bow?" He smirked and lifted a brow, "Oh I'd love to see that."

I pointed my finger over my name that Pan had carved into the bow with his magic.

"My bow." I corrected him as I extended my arm and gripped on tightly to the hand grip.

Pan only sighed and in a blink of an eye he was gone.

"I thought I taught you better." Pan whispered from behind me.

He grabbed my right elbow and left arm then pulled them up and against his chest. His close presence behind me made that feeling come back to me from last night. I couldn't think about last night, especially not now. I quickly pulled away from Pan leaving him to chuckle. I could feel heat instantly rising to my cheeks in embarrassment so I decided to quickly change the subject.

"Why do we need to train anyway!" I asked loudly, capturing Pan's attention again.

Pan looked at me then to the target, wrapping his hands around all ten arrows before pulled them out with ease. He dropped them on the grass below the target then faced me.

"Let's just say, I'm not the most well behaved boy on this island. I've made a lot of enemies." Pan smirked as if he was proud; as if it were a good thing.

"Why enemies?" I asked curiously.

I've always wondered why the famous Peter Pan who I thought I knew through books and stories as a child would have turned out to be a cocky British eyebrow twitcher.

"Like I said before, I'm not the nicest person."

"I've noticed." I said mocking his tone to which he smirked in response.

I jumped a little as he appeared behind me again.

"I hope you sleep well tonight..." He whispered huskily in my ear.

My cheeks burned.

Wait, how did he know what I dreamed of last night!?

I turned around but Pan was gone.

It was now sunset and we were all walking past the skull gate and back to campus. I hadn't said much to the boys after target practice. Will knew something was up because he would glance at me every now and then. I could tell he was still confused and angry about this morning.

Will and I walked at the back of the group before he grabbed my hand and pulled me back to face him.

"I know you asked me to trust you...but I'm so confused, please Emily I need to know." Will said firmly and I knew he was talking about Connor.

I hated this. I hated having to hide and I hated Connor for making me agree to his stupid deal.

"Okay. After we eat come to my hut and I'll explain everything."