Summary: Modern Day Willabeth. Completely AU. Our favorite couple are college students at Cambridge and just going through their years. Follows their relationship and friendships with others all throughout.

Rating: T, most likely. Will vary depending on how my mood is.

Disclaimer: I don't own Will Turner or Elizabeth Swann (or anyone else you recognize.) nor do I own Orlando Bloom... damn it.

The first week of school slowly dragged by as each professor discussed what students needed and so forth.

The second week, Professor Jones set out to learn more about his students. As usual, Will and Elizabeth sat in the back of the class, hands combined underneath the table. Elizabeth casually ran her thumb across the back of his hand as the professor discussed his short assignment.

"All right, students, I prepare a speech on the day you remember the most," His voice carried along the class. "Doesn't matter how long or how short. Don't need to be memorized, either." With that, students all turned towards each other to discuss.

Elizabeth scooted her chair closer to Will's and dropped her head onto his shoulder, not caring if Jones saw or not.

"So, Liz, what are you going to write about?" Will asked casually, his eyes shut in his own thoughts.

It took the young woman a moment to think. There were so many days she remembered and all of them were close to her heart. Thinking she fell asleep, Will nudged her head with his shoulder.

"I know just what! Last Christmas! How Daddy let me invite you over for our annual Christmas party!"

That day was a crazy one on Will's behalf, but Elizabeth loved every moment of it.

Will began to laugh lightly as the excitement entered her eyes. "As long as you don't include the part where he found us in your room hav-" A hand covered his mouth, making it difficult to finish his sentence.

"You hush! That might have been a good time but Daddy still wants to kill you!" She found herself giggling with Will's laughter. She lowered her hand down and stole a quick kiss- going unnoticed by Jones still.

"Glad you enjoyed it, Miss Swann." Will spoke and gave a suggestive wink, making Elizabeth smack his shoulder.

Elizabeth rested her head back onto his shoulder after asking, "What are you going to write about?"

There was a silence that was broken after a moment with a "Tis a surprise," whisper from Will.

He had what he was planning on writing about perfectly in his head. Their first date. It was also the same day Elizabeth had met William Turner Senior. An interesting day, one could say for sure.

William's Memory.

Another dull lunch period rolled around and Olivia and Elizabeth showed up after another boring chemistry lesson. The two girls approached the table where William Turner and Jack Sparrow sat at.

"Ladies," Jack spoke first in a 'smooth' tone, sending them a cheeky grin.

Olivia rolled her eyes while taking a seat next to the smooth talker and Elizabeth rounded the table to sit net to Will. "How was your day?" Elizabeth asked him shyly.

"Boring."

"Lame."

"Tiring."

"Not for me, I was sleepin' through tha' borin' lecture."

Elizabeth and Olivia shared amused looks as the boys spoke of Ms. Park's boring speech about Jane Austen's literature.

"No' like I'm ever goin' to read tha' book!" Jack spoke dramatically then stalked out of the cafeteria with Olivia at his heels.

Will merely shook his head and Elizabeth giggled softly. "Is it me or is it obvious that she likes that ridiculous man-whore?" That caused Will to let out laughter.

"She's your friend and roommate, Liz." Will smiled and earned a smile from Elizabeth.

"Well, she never tells me things like that. I told her just yesterday who I like but she won't tell me who she likes!"

Will's smile fell some but lifted an eyebrow. "Oh? So who do you like?"

Elizabeth suddenly grew flustered, and tried to play it cool.

"He's the most handsome person ever. He has these gorgeous eyes that are easy to get lost in," As she spoke, she kept her eyes diverted towards the table, "the best manners I've seen and he's the sweetest man ever!" She bit her lip, still starring at the table.

Will listened closely before asking in a soft whisper, "What's his name?"

"William Turner," Elizabeth replied in a barely audible voice and kept avoiding all eye contact. Suddenly she felt a hand under her chin, bringing her eyes up to Will's.

"I have a secret," The male watched Elizabeth as she still held shy features, her cheeks hot in embarrassment. It was never like her to just speak her emotions like that. She was taught by her cousins to let the boy come to you.

"I like you too," A cheeky grin crossed Will's lips as he saw her eyes brighten in excitement. "You do?" All Will did was nod.

Elizabeth finally let out a giggle before making a decision. She twisted to straddle the bench then leaned towards Will, pressing her lips against his.

"You busy tonight? Around six?" Elizabeth shook her head. "Good, I'm taking you out tonight. Bring a backpack with some sleeping clothes and probably clothes for tomorrow,"

Seeing her confused look, he laughed softly. "I'll tell about it later," He stood and Elizabeth went up too, both having a dazed smile on their lips. "Find me after football," He kissed her cheek then headed out to the fields.

The next five hours couldn't go by fast enough for Elizabeth or Will. Elizabeth grew more and more nervous with each passing hour. She constantly ignored Olivia's questions of "what's wrong," as Elizabeth tapped nervously on her thighs.

Will, on the other hand, had Jack try and guess what was wrong for his best friend's dazed look but gave up quickly.

When five o'clock rolled around, Elizabeth switched out of her tacky, old jeans and into a black mid-thigh skirt with a pink polo covering her top.

A little before six, a knock came to the dorm door. She shot herself a quick glance at the mirror then opened the door to reveal a grinning Will Turner. "Come on in, Will, I just need to pack."

Will sat down on Elizabeth's bed while she stuffed clothing into a backpack. He glanced over her outfit and grinned to himself. The skirt made her legs look so much longer and he couldn't help but to admire them.

"All right, I'm ready." Her voice knocked Will out of his reverie and he stood up. He took her hand into his and they left the dorm. A few students watched them walk by, some grinning to themselves. About damn time.

"So, Will, where are we going?"

"First, we're going to the park for a picnic," Will glanced down to Elizabeth's "Then we're going on a walk to my dad's place,"

He paused as they neared the park. With his free hand, he motioned towards the backpacks. His was just carrying their dinner but Elizabeth's was carrying her own clothes. "He lives a few blocks away." Will had told his father all about his current love interest.

Elizabeth giggled softly. "So for our first date, I'm staying the night with you? Will be the talk of the class!" She smacked his arm, mock anger taking her beautiful features. "You planned this!"

Will lifted his hands to protect himself. "Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!" Just as Elizabeth spoke, she pouted and stopped in her steps. "And you just tricked me!" Tugging her hand from his, she crossed her arms at her chest. Quite an actor she could be…

The male stopped next to her and turned to face her completely. Will gently cupped her chin to bring her face-to-face with him. "I'm only joking, Liz."

Gently, he pressed their lips together. "Come on, my dad wants me at his place by 7:45 and it's almost 6:30." An hour to eat then a fifteen minute walk. No big deal.

Elizabeth giggled then took his hand into hers again. The two found a spot underneath a tree not too far from the entrance.

The dinner was a simple one, really. Will had snagged a couple sandwiches from the cafeteria and bought a few cokes also. Mixed in his bag was also a couple bags of chips, a few home-made cookies that Will's mother loved to send, and at the very bottom was a blanket he grabbed.

They ate with a comfortable conversation flowing. Will told stories of his childhood and how his father attempted to become an actor and failed. He also told a few embarrassing childhood stories between himself and Jack. Elizabeth told about her own memories. The selected few she still held of her mother.

When 7:30 rolled around, the two left and walked towards Will's father's place with their arms linked. If anyone knew better, they would think that these two had been in a relationship for months instead of just a few hours.

"Will?"

"Hm?" The male responded as he pulled her down a side street to take a short cut to his father's flat.

Elizabeth was wondering if they were now a couple… it had only been one date, but she couldn't help but to wonder. Her mouth opened and shut a few times, trying to pick her words. "I have a question," She paused again, her eyes following their footsteps.

"What would you count our relationship as?"

The question caused Will to stop walking and look upward, thinking. "Well, what do you want it as?" He had been planning to ask her to be his girlfriend before they reached his father's place, but obviously Elizabeth jumped before.

"Err…"

Will grinned and turned on his heels, grasping both of her hands into his own. "How about this; Elizabeth, will you be my girlfriend?"

He had Deja Vu of high school when he asked and Elizabeth felt her cheeks tinge red. "How about this; yes." Her smile brightened and she threw her arms around his neck.

After a minute of just standing around, Will finally pulled Elizabeth closer towards his dad's flat.

They arrived there in less than five minutes and were both welcomed by a beaming William Turner the Senior. "Will, my boy!" The father and son collected into a hug then Will pulled Elizabeth forward with his arm over her shoulders.

"Dad, this is my girlfriend, Elizabeth," The words felt good to finally speak. Bill grinned at the young woman before sending a not-so subtle wink towards Will with a "Nice choice."

Will, Elizabeth, and Bill talked for an hour or so and talked randomly. The eldest Turner was capable of seeing how well his son and new girlfriend got along.

As the conversation wrapped up, Will showed Elizabeth to his room and told her he would sleep on the couch. A goodnight kiss and a hug later, they were both happily in their separate areas. Bill had watched the couple from his own bedroom door then went to his son as soon they were apart.

The father and son sat on the couch for a short time, speaking casually. It was different for Will. Whenever he had stayed at his father's place, they usually spent a short time talking then went completely separate until it was his time to leave.

Who ever knew that one female could bring the two William Turner's closer?

Elizabeth's Memory.

"William Turner!"

The reverie Will was lost in was knocked out by Elizabeth Swann's voice. The male turned on his heels to see his girlfriend heading down the stairs of the dorm. "Yeah, love?"

This was the second year of college and they had been dating for over a year. Elizabeth grabbed his hand in her own and pulled her out towards the open field in front of the college. "Daddy wanted me to let you know that you're invited to our Christmas party."

Her bright smile was what made Will not frown. She knew her father often held big parties that many important people in London were invited to.

"And, let me guess, you're forcing me to go?" Though Will was smiling, he feared what would happen.

Elizabeth nodded. "Be ready by two o'clock. Daddy is coming to pick us up around two thirty." She kissed him quickly on the cheek then skipped back into the dorm building. It was only eleven in the morning and Will was regretting how tonight would turn out.

A knock came to Will's door when two o'clock came and the male opened the door. He was only halfway dressed. Elizabeth had insisted he dressed nicely before they arrived while she was going to change when they got there.

As soon as he was finished, they headed out and waited for Weatherby, Elizabeth's father, to come.

"I still think your dad hates me," Will muttered as they waited.

Elizabeth rolled her eyes and smacked his chest. "Oh, you think everyone hates you at one time or another."

Her boyfriend's eyebrow's lifted, finding no good retort. Mr. Swann approached the couple while they sat on the bench. Elizabeth immediately hugged onto her father and kissed his cheek and Will shook his hand in a friendly manner.

It was possible he was wrong. An obvious mild respect was between them.

The rest of the day went by rather quickly. The party was going to begin around seven o'clock and the few hours Elizabeth and Will had before they both needed to really reply was spent in Elizabeth's room: with the door open, mind you.

Weatherby walked into Elizabeth's room one time amidst the movie "Miracle on 34th Street" where Elizabeth and Will were too close for his comfort and stealing kisses at random moments. Despite he hated how close they were, he admired the fact that Will respected his daughter more than most males.

After the classic movie ended, Elizabeth pushed Will out of her room and she promptly got dressed. Naught an hour later, she came downstairs in a white knee-length dress. She strung her arm through Will's as her father nodded in approval of the couple.

They looked the smart match.

The party was nothing special, especially since Will knew no one. The couple stuck to each other's side, dancing whenever a good song came up, and occasionally snuck into a corner for some 'alone' time.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," Weatherby's voice carried from the top of the stairs walkway and all eyes turned towards him. "As you know, my darling Elizabeth is now in her second year of college and is studying to be a designer," He glanced towards his daughter, who had her arm wrapped around Will's waist.

"No, this party is not dedicated to her, but as her father I want to make a toast to her," Elizabeth and Will shared a momentary look before looking back to Weatherby.

"A toast to my daughter, Elizabeth Eleanor, and hope her happiness for the rest of her life," He paused when he caught her beaming smile. "And, to the male that holds close to her heart." He nodded towards Will, who smiled a bit and his cheeks burned with a blush.

Just what he wanted… attention drawn to him. It was obvious that Elizabeth was from a better life than he, but he forced himself not to keep that in mind. Elizabeth loved him for him.

A cheer brought Will back from his thoughts and Elizabeth grasped him into a tight hug before rushing to her father. "Oh, Daddy, that was so sweet!" Weatherby grinned and patted Will on the back. "Now, dear William, you best care for Elizabeth whenever I'm not around."

Will still couldn't believe it. Weatherby actually liked him. The younger male nodded and grasped Elizabeth's hand into his own. "I'll never harm her, sir." He didn't even look at Weatherby as he spoke. Mr. Swann left them on their own.

"Come on," Elizabeth whispered softly and led Will out of the backdoor. Once on the veranda, Will grinned softly and pulled his girl towards him.

"So it seems your father doesn't hate me,"

"I told you he doesn't."

Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his neck and stepped into the ring of his arms, reveling in the warmth. Winter time in London and her dress was sleeveless halter. A soft music played around them, obviously an echo from inside, and they swayed slightly.

"Merry Christmas, Elizabeth," Will whispered softly and wrapped his arms tighter around her waist.

She leaned up and pressed her lips to Will's, her eyes shut in ecstasy. "Merry Christmas, William."

The two stayed in their position as their kiss deepened and only separated whenever the need for oxygen forced them.

Will rested his forehead against hers as all that happened around them washed away. They didn't need to give each other presents to share their love, seeing as they were both standing there lost in their own world.

A throat clearing caused both to glance towards the door where Weatherby stood. Will's hands rested against Elizabeth's hips and her arms were still around Will's neck. "Hello, Daddy," Elizabeth spoke with a grin.

He nodded his hello. "I just wanted to check on you both. You both went missing and Mr. Carmen said he saw you two come out," Will laughed softly. "It's getting late, so if you two are going to return to the school, you might want to be leaving soon."

It was past midnight and neither felt like leaving their own little world. "We'll stay here, Daddy. Do we have a free guest room for Will?" Like she even really needed to ask that. Her father nodded. "I'll show your Will his room whenever you two come in."

With that, Weatherby left his daughter and her boyfriend out on the back veranda. Elizabeth rested her head against Will's chest and let out a breath of air.

"Thank you for coming, you won't believe how much nicer it was with you here."

"I'd do anything for you, love." Will responded and kissed the top of her head. "You should know that."

Caught up in the moment, Elizabeth wrapped her arms tighter around Will's neck and leaned up to kiss him once more, this time more fervently, which he responded in the same manner. "I love you, William Turner. I pray I love you until the day I die."

Will placed a lingering kiss to her lips. "I will always love you, Elizabeth. I highly doubt that there's anyone that can change that."

As soon as Will and Elizabeth were both done with their speeches and sitting back in their seats, Professor Jones grinned a bit and crossed his arms at his chest.

"Wonderful job, you both,"

Though Mr. Jones isn't a person all for romantic and into relationships, he could see these two shared a special relationship.

The females of the class were in awe at the relationship that Will and Elizabeth had and the males cheered. The couple, on the other hand, was lost in their on reverie of a world.

They had been dating for nearly three years now and their relationship grew stronger and stronger with each passing day.

Class was soon over and neither Will nor Elizabeth felt like going to any of their other classes, save Will with football. Both spent the rest of the day in each other's arms. The memories made them want to stay near each other longer than school hours provided.

author note: Sorry this took so long. I've had no muse at all. I had the first part of this chapter written... and then suddenly I lost everything. I'm open to all suggestions. So, please, if you have any requests... go ahead and post them!

Read and review, dears.

One thing, I know Jones isn't as mean and harsh as he is in the movie... but, hey, it's my story so I get to decide. He's probably the most out of character person.

Thanks to all those who reviewed. Now, if anyone wants to make a suggestion... be my guest and PM me. heh.