Author's note: Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews, and follows and favourites, means a lot :) Sorry for being late updating, but I try to take more time to write the chapters, revising sentences and try to find something better, and my teachers do think it is funny to give us something like an exam per day so, not much time to write.

Anyways, here's chapter 3! :)

Disclaimer: I unfortunately don't own anything, characters are the property of those two guys named Edward and Adam…

Chapter 3: A day on set with Killian

It has been a few weeks since they had started to film. Well, since Emma had started on her side and Killian on his. Today was the first day they were actually filming together. And she was nervous. She shouldn't be, but Ruby had insisted on making her watch all of Killian's movies. All of them. And he was good. Really good. But never in a millions years would she admit it to him. Neither would she let him see she was nervous like hell at the thought of shooting with him. This is why she held her head up high when he came in, wearing the outfit he was supposed to wear, simple black jeans, red shirt, black hoodie and black leather coat with some simple white converses. He looked hot and he knew that perfectly.

"Well, hello Swan" the dark-haired-man greeted her when he entered the studio "Eager to act by my side I suppose?" he asked as his smirk grew wider in his face.

"We fight in this scene" the blond simply said, sipping her coffee.

"And? Show your point, love"

"Well, I'm way more eager to win this fight over you than to properly act by your side you know" she drank her coffee once again.

"What makes you think you'll win this fight?"

"It's written in the scripts"

"You should have read it further, 'cause I'm pretty much convinced that my character says something about women on their backs" he said and Emma chocked on her drink, not only because of what he said, but also because he was close behind her. Really close. Lucky her, the producers called them out to get on set, ready to act.

The scene they were shooting was quite intense. His character – Jonathan Sparks – was about to steal a girl's wallet, as he was good at pick-pocketing. But, unfortunately, he was spotted by the said girl while he was going away. The girl, Emma's character –– Jennifer Kingsley –– ran after him and they ended up "fighting". And, indeed, Kil – Jonathan – was the one wining the fight.

"Cut!" the director shouted "It was good, but we'll need one more" he told them as both actors got ready again. "And… Action!"

Once again, they were running. Once again, they were fighting against each other, Jonathan trying to get the wallet, and Jennifer trying to get what was hers back.

"Normally, I'd prefer to do other more enjoyable activities, with a woman on her back. Unfortunately, I doubt you're on for it" he smirked and got up "You're quite a fighter lass, what is your name?"

"Not your business" she spat out.

"Just because I stole your wallet means you have to be so impolite. So?" Killian's character asked and she shot him a dark glare, so he continued "Alright, I tell you mine then. Jonathan Sparks" he said offering her a hand she took reluctantly.

"I'll tell you my name if you give me my wallet back"

"Why would I do that?"

"Because it's mine. And I need it" she answered.

"What tells you I don't need it too?"

"Don't make me take it from you the hard way"

"Well, seeing I won our first fight, I'm not so afraid" he smirked "Why do you need it so much? What is so important in it you'll…" he paused, while saying this, he looked into the wallet and got out an ID card "It is not yours either?" he smirked again "Unless you're bald and you're a man. Which is obviously not the case" he said and she sighed.

"Jennifer Kingsley"

The scene continued, with Jennifer explaining briefly what she was doing and Jonathan giving her, her wallet back. She thanked him and went away, but he followed her and the last part was both of them getting into her yellow bug.

"CUT! Alright guys, that's a wrap for today, you were awesome! See you tomorrow, eight o'clock!" the director said and they both nodded before going to change back in their normal clothes again.

When Emma got out of her dressing room, Killian was waiting for her, nonchalantly resting on the wall. He inquired how her day had been going before he joined her on set and she answered him it had gone well, but she was tired, hoping he wouldn't ask her anything else and it worked. The walk back to Killian's car was silent, until he started the said car and the music filled the air, as it always did. Killian driving her to the studio and back home every time they were filming had become a routine since day one. He had casually questioned her if she would like to and she said yes. She was not regretting it at all. What she was regretting was finding she was actually enjoying Killian's company and his constant innuendos, because she knew she shouldn't and whenever she was about to laugh at one of his dumb jokes, she would put her walls back up.

This, was what Killian couldn't understand. Why couldn't she open up to him? It had been almost two months since they met and a month since they started shooting, and installed this driving-routine. He had walls too, but, for God's sake, not as tall as hers. She was beautiful – he had stated that the first day they met – he was sure she could be funny and she was clever, she just couldn't trust herself, or maybe was it him she couldn't trust. One way or the other, he was going to make her open up to him.

"So, Swan, still not decided to talk?"

"I'm tired"

"Not an excuse my dear, I'm tired to, and look, I can both talk to you and drive you home" he grinned.

"Yeah, well stay focus on the road would you?" she replied.

"Come on Emma!" he said and she knew it was going to end up with some serious talk since he used her first name only for those. "Won't you make me the pleasure of telling me a bit about you? I mean, it's been two month and I still don't know anything about you!" he told her and Emma sighed. It was true, he had told her about him, about how the media crashed him down and how this movie was a chance for him to get back in their good graces. He told her about his life back in Ireland, and made her want to go there. But she hadn't told him anything about him… One thing wouldn't hurt, would it?

"I have a son"

"Excuse me?" Killian chocked. He was for sure expecting loads of things, but certainly not that.

"You heard right, I have a son. He is ten. I had him when I was barely seventeen"

"You still have him?"

"Of course I do! He's the most precious thing I have!"

"I believe you weren't feeling good when you learnt you were pregnant?"

"Like any seventeen-year-old-teenage girl who learns she's expecting after her boyfriend dumped her like crap."

"Sorry lass" he said sincerely, glancing at her.

"No need to be."

"He's not here with you, is he?"

"No, he'll be coming in a few weeks from now. He's staying at my mother's" she said and a smile was playing at the corner of her lips.

"Eager to meet him then"

"Oh no. No, no and no. There is no bloody way you'll get near him!"

"Why that?" he inquired falsely offended.

"He's ten and he's still innocent and ready to believe any bullshit that'll come out of your mouth!" Emma told him jokingly. It was nice to see her like that, but, they were of course arriving in front of her building.

"Here you are lass. Have a good night sleep dreaming about me" Killian winked at her.

"You wish"

Emma was ready to go to bed when she heard her phone vibrating on her night stand. She unlocked it and saw it was a text from Killian. She was tired, upset and so not in the mood she surely didn't want to be gentle in her words.

Hey Swan

What do you want?

I'm fine thanks for asking. What about you? I wanted to ask you something.

Listening

You can't

Why that?

We're texting

Get to your point Jones.

Someone's feisty… Alright. But you did not answer my question. How are you doing?

Really?

Yes love. So?

I was fine. Now get to your point.

Was? What happened?

You texted me. What do you want for Fuck's Sake?

I'm offended lass. Plus, it's a really bad word to hear from your mouth.

The truth hurt. You couldn't hear it. Texting, remember?

Oooh, tough lass. Anyway. What I wanted to know was…

Was…?

How's it like play with an actor as awesome as me?

Seriously? You bug me since 15 minutes for that?

My existence depends on this question lass.

[…]*

When Killian finally left her alone, she went to bed – for real this time – she couldn't keep his words out of her mind "I still like you", and couldn't help but wonder if that had been another way of bugging or if he really meant it. She eventually let those thoughts away and fell asleep. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.

Author's note: *if you want to read the complete conversation between Killian and Emma, go check the OS "Killian&Emma texting" :) I hope you liked the chapter and you'll keep following my work, please leave a review below :) xx