Chapter 11

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It's finally Saturday. It has taken a lot of convincing, but Killian finally agreed to let me go to his apartment. I don't know why I won't to go so much, but the more he would tell me no, the more I wanted to go.

My mom is at work, so I'm home alone. I'm sitting on the couch, waiting for Killian to show up. Sadly, I am going to have to ride on his motorcycle.

In only a couple of minutes, I hear a knock on the door. I go to open it to see a nervous Killian.

"Ready to go, love?He asks me. I nod my head while I try to ignore the fact that he seems really nervous.

Killian gets on his motorcycle first and I get on behind him. My heart starts to speed up. I wrap my arms around his waist as tight as I can before he speeds off.

I didn't open my eyes the entire way over to his apartment. I was too scared to see how fast we were really going. I finally opened my eyes when we came to a stop.

I started to tense up. I understand why Killian didn't want me to come to his place.. He lives on the more dangerous side of Storybrooke. It's dark and a lot of scary people walk around here. There is trash everywhere and it's just not a very nice place.

I turn to Killian. "Will your parents be here?" I ask him. All he does is shrug his shoulders. Ok..?

We go inside the building and get in the elevator. He presses the button to go to the third floor. On the way up the elevator shook and it felt like it would fall apart at any second.

It finally came to a stop and it took a few seconds for the doors to finally open. I bit my lip as we stepped out. I don't even know how to describe it.. But I understand why Killian isn't proud of living here.

Killian walks down the hallway and I follow closely behind him. We finally stand in front of a door and Killian pulls out a key and unlocks the door. He lets me walk into the room first.

As I look around I notice there are no pictures. There is only a small tv and hardly what you could call a couch. The couch was basically torn apart. Killian gave me a small, quick tour of the place. I noticed that there was only one room. Which was his room.

I scrunch my eyebrows together. "Do you live alone..?" I ask, slowly.

Killian gulps. "Ya." He clenches his jaw.

I honestly don't know what to say or do. No one would have guessed that this is the kind of place he lives in by the way he acts and looks. Just by looking at him you'd think he has a perfect life.

"I know our probably don't want to talk about it, but why? Where is your family?" I ask, sadly.

Killian sat down on the 'couch' and I sat next to him. He ran his fingers through his hair. "My mom died while giving birth to me. It was just my brother, Liam and my father for a while. But then when I was 6, my father abandoned us. My brother was only 11 yet he had to take care of me. We were living on the streets for a while. Stealing for food and clothing. My brother was eventually able to get a job. But the pay was crap. We got this small apartment but then about a year ago, he died. He was hit by a car when he was walking back from work." He explained to me. I looked at him to see tears falling from his eyes.

I leaned my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arm around him. I didn't say anything to him. Partly because I didn't know what to say. But also because I don't think he wanted to talk. Sometimes it's better to just let someone know you're there for them then actually talking.

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Killian later dropped me off at my house.

"I'm really sorry, Emma. I feel like-" he started to say, but I interrupted him.

"It's fine. Do you want to hang it with me for a little while?" I asked him with a smile.

He smiled back at me and nodded his head. We went inside and went to the kitchen. I got us each a cup of water and we sat there just talking for a few minutes.

"Do you want to go walk around or something?" Killian asked me.

"Sure," I replied. We then walked out of my house and started walking. We held hands as we walked.

We walked for about 30 minutes until we ended up at the beach. I took my shoes off and then walked up and put my feet in the water.  As the waves came up the shore and went back down, my feet started to sink into the sand.

I soon felt Killian's strong arms wrap around my waist. He set his chin on my shoulder.

"I want you to know that I'm here for you. If you ever are feeling sad and you want to talk, please come and talk to me. You can call me, text, or even just randomly show up at my house. I don't care, but I just don't want you bottling up your feelings. I hate seeing you sad." I said as I turned around in his arms, now facing him. I put my hands on his cheeks.

He smiled. "I love you."

My eyes lit up. Did he really just..he loves me.. He told me he loves me!

I crashed my lips onto his and he kissed me back. I ran my fingers through his jet black hair. After a few seconds I pulled back and put my forehead against his. "I love you too." I then started kissing him on his cheeks, the corner of his mouth and then finally, his lips.

After a few minutes of kissing and hugging, we sat down. Killian sat down on the sand and I say on his lap with my arms around his neck as we looked out at the ocean.

We sat and watched as the sun set. We watched as the sun disappeared the horizon. The sky turned beautiful shades of red, orange and pink.

"Beautiful." I heard Killian say.

"Isn't it?" I smiled.

"I wasn't talking about the sunset, love. I was talking about you." He kissed me on the cheek and I giggled.

I looked up at his ocean blue eyes. I didn't say anything. I just stared at him. I looked at every little detail that was on his face. From his scar to his jawline. I just smiled as I looked at him.

"What is it, Swan?" He chuckled.

"I never thought I'd have this," I smiled and leaned my head on his shoulder.

I soon fell asleep. My last thought before I fell asleep was Killian. About how far we have come. The day we met, we kind of hated each other. Or, well, I hated him. We just didn't seem to mix. I couldn't imagine ever being with him. But the numbers on our wrists didn't lie.

We are soul mates.

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A/N: it took me forever to write this chapter for some reason. I had written the first part but then I couldn't think of what to write for like 3 days. But I finally figured it out and I hope you liked it :)
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