Lust or Love (Captain Swan AU)

Chapter 1

Hey guys comment pls I'm really happy to be redoing this

{Emma's POV}
"So, why'd you come to Boston?" He asked sliding next to her at the bar.

"How'd you-"

"You're looking around like you're lost and you're here alone.." He smirked raising an eyebrow possibly indicating something dirty.

"That could mean anything, and I don't have to tell you.." Emma grumbled as the bartender slid her a glass of whiskey on the rocks.

"I'm just trying to be friendly.." he chuckled.

"No, you're just trying to get in my pants.." Emma poked his nose a little tipsy from the off campus college party she had just come back from. She had walked a couple blocks and decided to check out this bar.

"I'm not that kind of guy.." the man scratched behind his ear with a smile quirking on his lips. "What do you say I buy us a couple drinks?" He asked.

"Sure.. why not," Emma shrugged as he nodded at the bartender.

"Whiskey on the rocks?" He asked nodding at her drink. "So you're a drinker?"

"That was kind of rude," Emma giggled. It didn't affect her.

"Oh, sorry well not many people can handle whiskey like that unless they drink," Emma shrugged downing the rest of it. The bartender quickly filled it back up.

"They only had cheap beer and vodka at the party, so I left to find something decent to drink."

"Party, huh?" Licking his lips, he took a swig of his own drink. "Was it a welcome to the city party?" He asked.

"You could say that.." Emma didn't want to tell him she was only a freshman in college. She knew she looked much older than she actually was, she just had to keep college out of the conversation. The guy was cute, well the blurry guy was cute. Dark long hair, stubble, and an accent. It was either Irish or Scottish, she couldn't tell at the moment due to her condition.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Emma. And yours?"

"Killian. Were do you come from?" He asked putting his drink back to his lips.

"Wouldn't you like to know.." She set down her drink squinting her eyes at him.

"Perhaps I would.." He said almost seriously.

"I come from Maine.. And where do you come from Mr accent?" She twirled her finger around the rim of her drink.

"Ireland.." He downed the rest of his drink waving a finger at the bartender until he began pouring him another. "Came here for a semester during college, and I loved it, so I decided to stay." Emma gulped. He was out of college. What did it matter though?

After they had both downed three more drinks, the man grabbed his coat and escorted her outside a little loopy himself.

"Would you like me to walk you home?" He asked. Emma's heart skipped a beat.

"No!" She exclaimed before settling down. "Perhaps I could walk you home," smiling, the man scratched behind his ear again. God it was so hot when he did that.