Hey guys! First off, thank you all for the great reviews! They make my day! Also, here is another chapter! It was a bit of a filler one, because I'm still deciding where to go with the plot. I know people want it to go in different directions, so it would be amazing if you guys could review and tell me what you think of this chapter and what you want from the story. I have an idea of where it might lead, but I also want your input!
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August rolled his eyes, "Well sorry for wanting to see one of my best friends. Didn't know when I would get another chance before you run off again."
Killian sighed, his anger at August disappearing. August was right, Killian had been a shitty friend who had simply run off to college and acted as though they never existed.
He couldn't be angry with him, even if he did interrupt what would have been the greatest moment of Killian's life.
"You're right. I'm sorry August." He conceded.
August shrugged, "We all make mistakes, Killy. I won't hold it over you forever."
"Well, thanks. It means a lot to me. I'm going to do better from here on out."
August shuffled around awkwardly, "What are you doing with Emma, Killian?"
Killian frowned, "What does that mean?"
"She's not just another girl, Killian. She's been through a lot."
Killian got a sweep of deja vu, being reminded of the talk he had with David the other night.
"I know, August." He replied. "Why does everyone think I'm out to hurt her?"
"You don't know Emma's life, Killian. She's been abandoned by everyone and it's caused her a lot of scars that have yet to heal."
Killian guessed a lot of this about Emma after seeing her scars and hearing about what her foster father did. He was surprised about the emotional scars. She seemed so happy and carefree.
August looked like he knew exactly where Killian's thoughts have led him, "She puts up a lot of walls, Killian. She looks happy when a lot of the time, she is just waiting for the other shoe to drop. She looks at us like she is just waiting for us to abandon her too."
Killian thought over what August said. Maybe he should stay away from her. He didn't want to cause her pain, no matter how inadvertently it might be. Emma deserved better.
August groaned, "Look, Killian. I'm not telling you avoid Emma or not pursue anything with her, I'm just telling you to tread lightly. You're either in this with her or you're not."
Killian nodded, "Thanks, August."
August smiled and pulled Killian into a hug. "I really missed you, man. Don't disappear again, okay? For all of our sake's, especially David's. He needs his brother."
"I promise. I know I fucked up, but I'm going to do better."
August pulled away and nodded, "Well, I'll see you later then."
"See you, Gus."
August paused, his hand the door handle, "You know Graham is interested too, right?"
Killian scoffed, "Yeah, I know Graham is fucking interested. But I'm willing to fight."
"You're going to fight Graham for her?"
"A man unwilling to fight for what he wants, deserves what he gets."
August sighed, "You're hopeless."
Killian chuckled.
"But for what it's worth, Graham has been trying to win her over since she got here and he never got as far with her as you just did."
A huge smile broke out on Killian's face, and August had to wonder how his friend was in this deep so quickly.
"Good to know." He smiled.
August shook his head, "Bye Killy."
After August left, Killian laid down on the couch thinking over the events of the past day, until the front door opened, the whole gang stumbling in from the cold.
Killian sat up, "What's going on?"
Mary Margaret came bouncing in holding a pile of board games.
"It's game night!" She cheered.
Killian smiled, excited. This was just another one of the rituals he had missed while he was at school.
Every other Friday, David and Killian's mom worked the night shift as a nurse, which gave the group the chance to go a little crazy. When they were younger, 'go crazy' meant staying up all night playing games and watching R rated movies. In the past two years or so, drinking and some more scandalous activities had been added.
If it hadn't been for drunk truth or dare two years ago, David and Mary Margaret might have taken much longer to finally get together. Though there was another side to it too. Drunk monopoly had destroyed friendships at a faster rate than regular monopoly, and drunk Risk had been banned at these events.
"Did I hear it's game night?"
Killian turned to see Emma enter the room smiling. Her eyes met Killian's and she blushed before looking away.
"Please tell me you brought Fireball over Smirnoff." Emma whined. "I can't bring myself to stomach that shit after what happened last time."
Everyone laughed, leaving Killian feeling a little left out.
Graham came up and threw his arm around Emma's shoulders. "No worries, Ems. I made sure they got Fireball for you."
There had to be a limit on how many times Killian could want to kill Graham in one day. Really, this was just getting ridiculous.
Emma saw Killian's glare and awkwardly shrugged Graham's arm away. She was really regretting her flirting earlier today. Then she remembered what it had led to with Killian and knew she would do it again.
The gang circled up in the living room, debating on the first game to be played. The decided to start with Never-Have-I-Ever, which would make it easier for them to get drunk to enjoy the rest of the games.
David, Graham, and Mary Margaret didn't take many shots, as they really hadn't done anything super crazy.
Ruby, Jefferson, Emma, and Killian however, had had quite a few shots at this point, leaving Jefferson and Emma very drunk, while Ruby and Killian were much better at holding their liquor, and were watching the other two with amusement.
"Alright, alright. New game." David called.
"Awww, Davie here is just sad he's losing!" Emma teased.
"I don't know if I would call it losing, Ems," David laughed, "I can still stand up."
Emma gave him a determined look, before attempting to rise to her feet, but quickly started to fall. Both Graham and Killian moved to catch her, but she fell too quickly, and landed with her head right on Killian's lap.
She looked up at him and grinned, "Hi."
He chuckled down at her, "Hello, love. Fancy seeing you here."
"I live here you dork. Well, I actually live with Phil but I like it here better."
Killian bristled at the name, but tried not to let his anger show.
"Are you ready for the next game?" He asked, attempting to change the subject.
"It's twister, by the way." Ruby added.
"I think…" Jefferson groaned, laying on the floor like Emma, "I'm going to have to sit this one out."
"Sure thing, bud." Killian replied.
"Killian," Emma whispered.
"Yes?" He teased, looking down at her.
"Help me stand up. I kick ass at twister."
Killian laughed, "Alright, alright."
He pulled Emma off his lap and made to help her stand, but Graham showed up and grabbed her from under her arms, pulling her onto her feet. He kept his arm around her waist.
"I've got you." He smiled at her.
Killian clenched his jaw, rising himself. "I've got it covered, Graham."
"Just helping," Graham smirked.
Killian put his arm around Emma's waist, his skin tingling as it touch her skin from where her tank top had ridden up. He gently pulled her from Graham's grasp and further into his side.
"Careful guys, I'm slightly drunk." Emma giggled.
He smiled at her, "Come on, Em. Twister time."
He guided her over to the twister mat, where David, Ruby, and Mary Margaret were waiting.
"I'm going to be the spinner, because I am too short to ever win this game." Mary Margaret announced.
Killian reluctantly let Emma out of his grasp so they could all pick one side of the mat. David also chose to drop out, going to lay down next to Jeff.
The game progressed quickly enough, with a little not-so-sly cheating, as Killian pushed Graham's legs out from under him, making him topple onto the mat, and walk away grumping.
Unfortunately, this caused Emma to laugh so hard, that she stumbled over, taking Killian down with her, declaring Ruby the winner.
"I'm the fucking winner!" She screamed.
Killian found himself with his back on the twister mat, with Emma having fallen on top of him.
She looked down at him, still giggling, "Sorry I made you lose."
He smiled back at her, "It's alright, love. I brought it on myself."
"Oh yeah," she breathed, "you're a cheater!"
"Well," He tilted his head, looking away, "I had to make sure I didn't lose to Graham."
Emma snorted, "Trust me, Graham's got nothing on you."
"Yeah?" He whispered.
Emma rolled her eyes, "Don't let it go to your head."
"Too late," he declared, "my ego is already boosting at this exact moment."
She shook her head at him, "Dumbass."
"True," he conceded, "but you love it."
"Hey Emma," Graham called rather rudely, ruining the moment, "are you going to get up, or are you just going to lay on Killian the rest of the night?"
Emma blushed and looked away embarrassed before moving off of Killian.
"Not really any of your concern, is it Graham?" Killian growled.
"Maybe it is."
Killian stood up and turned to Graham, "And how's that?"
"Well someone who actually cares about Emma has to stop her from making mistakes."
Killian's jaw clenched as he stepped forward, "Watch it, mate."
"Or what, Killian?" Graham spat.
"Enough!" Mary Margaret yelled, "What are you two doing?"
Killian turned back to face Mary Margaret, but noticed Emma was gone.
"Where's Emma?" He asked.
Mary Margaret looked confused, before turning to where Emma was a moment ago.
"Emma?" She called.
A faint, "Over here," came from the stairs.
The group, minus Ruby and Jefferson, who were passed out on the couch, walked over to the stairs to find Emma a few steps up.
"I tried to go to bed, cause I didn't want to hear them argue, but I couldn't make it."
Killian and Graham both moved forward, but David made it first.
"Let's go up to bed, Ems." He said gently, shooting Killian and Graham a warning glance, before picking Emma up and carrying her off to bed.
"I guess we should all be going to bed." Mary Margaret added, before going up the stairs and into David's room.
Killian followed her up the stairs, leaving Graham to find his own place to sleep. He walked by the guest room where Emma was staying, and peeked into find Emma laying in bed.
"Night, Emma." He whispered.
She opened her eyes and smiled at him, "Night, Killian. Sweet dreams."
He gave her a small smile before going to his own room, wishing he never had to go back to school.
Well that, and that Graham would stay away from Emma.
He knew neither would happen, but he could always dream.
Well, there you have it! Review?
P.S. If I don't post again by Thursday, Happy Thanksgiving!