Maybe It's Fate: SwanQueen One-Shots

Hold Me Close, Don't Let Go

Today's October 23rd. My 18th birthday. My name's Emma Swan. I'm a senior in high school. And lucky for me, I fell in love with my English teacher. Who basically hates me. Like everyone else. I sat in my English class, staring ahead and then the lunch bell rang. I bit my lip as my class got up to leave, people muttering stuff under their breath as they passed me. I stayed sitting. When everyone had left, my teacher looked up at me. "Ms. Swan? Are you alright?" She asked and leaned against the front of her desk. I looked at the top of my desk, feeling tears in my eyes. "I... I'm fine." I mumbled, my voice broken. "Emma?" She asked softly and walked over. The tears fell from my eyes and she squatted beside my desk, laying a hand on my thigh. "Everyone hates me." I whispered, more tears falling. "That is not true." She said, her voice strong and steady. I nodded. "Yes it is. They all hate me. They tell me to kill myself. They tell me to disappear. They hate me. I thought you hated me too." I whispered. She brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. "No sweetheart, I don't hate you. Quite the opposite in fact." She said, softly. My breathing hitched and I looked at her. She's looking at me like I'm the most amazing thing in the world. "R-really?" I asked, my voice quiet. She nodded and smiled. "You managed to worm your way into my heart." She said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You too." I mumbled. She smiled. "How about we take a half day, hmm?" She asked quietly. I nodded and she stood up. "Meet me in the teacher lot in a few minutes." She said and kissed my forehead. I blushed and stood up, grabbing my bag. I felt her eyes on me as I left the classroom, causing my blush to deepen. I went to my locker and left all my books in it. I don't need any of my school stuff this weekend. It's Friday and I don't have any homework. I walked down the halls of the school until I got to the exit and I left the school and made my way to the teacher parking lot. When I got there, I saw Ms. Mills leaning against a sleek black Benz and my breathing hitched. Well shit.

The headlines talk
Of sadness and new risk.
Life is deadly,
My finger's to your lips.
We'll send the world in reverse.

Love is tension and thrill
That begs to be ours.

We are diamonds waiting to be found,
Catching light in the corners of our eyes.
We are diamonds waiting to be found.

We are the hunted,
We are the shining northern lights.
We are the nervous,
We feel our hands becoming vines.
We'll dream in color tonight.

Love is tension and thrill
That begs to be ours.
There are cities inside of everyone:
Life within life,
The trembling in our voice.

When I look into your eyes
I see the tip of an iceberg.
When I look into your eyes
I see that love is an iceberg
That throws us into the sea.

We're walking on the ocean floor,
Feeding sharks out of our hands.

We are diamonds waiting to be found,
Catching light in the corners of our eyes.
We are diamonds waiting to be found.

I held the sheet over my bare chest and bit my lip, replaying the past few hours in my head. It's almost 7 pm. Regina thought I was still asleep so she got up about 30 minutes ago and went downstairs. I'm assuming to make dinner. We got to know each other and ended up in bed. And fuck she's so amazing. I'm pretty sure I screamed out "I love you" sometime while she was eating me out, but I don't even care. I took a deep breath before getting up. I made my way over to her closet and picked out a short silk nightgown. I smirked and pulled it on before going downstairs. I found Regina in the kitchen and I smiled lightly. Jesus she's so gorgeous. "Come here." She said, softly. I furrowed my eyebrows and she turned around. She smiled a little at me and nodded to come over to her. I moved across the room and as soon as I was in arms reach, Regina pulled me into her arms and buried her face in the crook between my neck and shoulder. I smiled as arms were tightly wrapped around me and she placed a soft kiss on my neck as we swayed softly. "I heard you say you love me." She whispered and I blushed. "I want you to know that I love you too. I have since the moment you stepped into my classroom. And I wish you weren't my student currently so I could shout it from the roof tops. But soon enough you won't be and I will be able to do exactly as I wish." She said, her voice full of passion and emotion. I smiled and felt my heart explode with a love I'd never felt before and I nuzzled myself closer to Regina, feeling tears in my eyes. "What is it?" Regina asked, her voice a mere whisper as a tear slid down my cheek. "I... I've never been loved before. Not by a family, not by a single person. And to know that I love someone and they love me back, I just..." I trailed off as more tears fell down my cheeks and a sob threatened my throat, causing my breathing to hitch. Regina turned me around in her arms and I buried my face in her chest as silent sobs wracked my body. "I do love you Emma. and I will continue to do so for as long as you'll let me." She said softly while running her fingers through my hair. I nodded and held onto her tighter.
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Today's December 23rd. I'm now a senior in college. I go to NYU. But there are a few things worth coming back to Storybrooke for. I walked up the path, my book bag over my shoulder and a suitcase trailing behind me. I knocked on the door and when it opened, I was met with a gasp and then pulled into two strong arms. "Hey baby. I missed you." I whispered softly as I held onto the brunette I love so so much. She nodded. "Jesus I missed you too Emma." She whispered. Regina and I have been dating since my 18th birthday. Long distance since I've been away at school but we talk on the phone all the time, we write, we text, we Skype and we visit as much as possible. And at the end of this year, I'll be living with Regina full time. I was alone before Regina. Living in a group home, not knowing my birth parents. I was just a sad little orphan. But then we fell in love and I became the happiest person alive. I didn't care anymore about what other people thought of me. Regina was all that mattered. And tonight? I have reservations at her favorite restaurant where I'll propose to the love of my life.