Heyo! I'm starting a new multi-chapter CS AU inspired by the movie Something Borrowed. I'm taking the general idea of the movie and making it my own. There are already a couple of scenes of the movie that I liked that I will use in the story, maybe dialogues (don't know yet). Don't be surprise if it isn't exactly like the movie because it isn't suppose to be, Emma will not be a lawyer like Ginnie Goodwin's character in the movie for example. Like I said it's inspired from the movie. I'm just trying to make this extra clear since I want to avoid to deal with comments telling me that that part in my story didn't happen in the movie.

So that being said, I'm reaaaaaally excited about this fic, and I want to thank Nicki- oncertwice for pushing me to write this story.

Read, enjoy and I hope you guys like it!

Emma was in her office, sitting in front of her computer doing next week's work schedules.

Her head was in pain as she was trying to figure out this puzzle. There were so many requests for days off from her employees, and she was really trying to make everybody happy.

Sadly, sometimes she couldn't, and she knew she would have to deal with the wrath of Ruby when she found out that she didn't get her weekend off like she asked.

It was going to be a long weekend and she needed her best staff to handle her shop, and Ruby was the only one with enough experience to handle it.

When she finished doing the schedule, she clicked on the printer icon on her screen and waited for the paper version of her work to come out from the machine that was next to her computer. As she waited, she dropped her elbow on her desk as she started massaging her temples trying to soothe the pain that seemed to intensify.

When the warm paper came out from the other side of the printer, she took it and got up and went to the employees break room to put up the new timetable on the bulletin board that served to that effect and to the important messages that she sometimes needed to announce.

As she finished posting her recent work, Ruby walked through the door and when she saw what Emma had just displayed she skipped towards the board. Her excitement quickly disappeared when she saw that she didn't get what she wanted.

The brunette turned around towards her boss with her hands on her hips and an outraged look. "Seriously? I have to work next weekend?"

"I'm sorry, Ruby. I really am, but it's going to be a long weekend and you're the only one I trust to make sure the business runs properly when I'm not here." She told Ruby with an apologetic look.

"Ugh…Fine." Ruby whined. "You're lucky I like you, if you were a horrible boss I probably would have quit by now."

"Well, I'm lucky that I'm such a sweetheart." Emma said with playful smile.

"Pfff, not right now you aren't." Ruby answered with a fake smile before she went to the staff bathroom to get herself changed into her work clothes.

Emma decided to go up front and see how things were going.

When she passed the door, she was welcomed by the smell of pastries, coffee and warm bread. She didn't have time to walk two steps when she was stopped by one of her busboys, who was wearing a pair of jeans that was ripped almost everywhere, and a black T-shirt that was clearly overused, having lost most of its original color.

Emma inspected his attire and noticed that he was also wearing a used pair of sneakers. She sighed when she saw his overall look and when she realised that the only thing that was not ripped or washed-out was the black apron that she gave him his first day here.

"Hey, Emma, I was wondering if you finished doing the next week's schedule." Asked Jefferson.

"I have and don't worry you have the days you asked and…" she was interrupted by a loud 'yes' coming out of his mouth as he made a fist with both his hands and pulled his arms forward before pulling them towards his body.

Emma's eyebrows went up to her hairline and her eyes widen and fluttered at his reaction. "…aaand, can you please wear clothes that aren't this." She told him as she gestured her hand towards his attire.

"But I thought we got to dress how we wanted to for work as long as we put on the apron?" He asked confused at her sudden comment.

"Yes, but I didn't mean dress like homeless person. Just put on some clothes that aren't ripped, okay?" She said with a stern voice.

"I will." Jefferson then went back to pick up the dirty dishes that were lying around the room.

The bell above the entrance rang for the millionth time today, and she wondered why she thought it was a good idea to know every time the door opens and closes.

"Emma!" said a familiar voice, and she didn't have to see who it was.

"Hey David!" she saluted him as she walked around the counter to hug him. David was Emma's childhood friend, she thought of him like the brother she never had. Every day during the week, he comes in and stays for his lunch break at Emma's bakery/coffee shop.

They went to sit at a table at the far end of the room. The moment they sat, Ruby came to their table to take his order.

"Hey Dave, the usual?" She asked in a perky tone, seems her previous anger had dissipated.

"Yes; you know me too well Ruby." He told her with one of his charming smiles.

"I'll take a hot chocolate, if you don't mind." Emma asked to her employee.

"Yes, I do." She answered in a slightly bitter voice before going to the computer screen to enter their order.

"Wow, okay, she's still mad."

"About what?"

"Not giving her the days off she requested for next week."

"She'll get over it. She always does, you know she gets mad but quickly forgives you."

"Yeah, I know." Emma responded as she dropped both of her arms on the table, crossing them over.

"So, are you looking forward to tonight?"

Emma had completely forgotten about her plans tonight, and she banged her head on the table when she remembered what she was doing, her headache getting worse suddenly.

"Uuugh. I completely forgot." David laughed at her reaction, which made Emma lift her head to glare at him.

"Don't laugh at my misery."

"I'm not, it's just I don't get why you always react this way when you have to see them, aren't they your friends?"

"Yes, they are, but it just gets so exhausting. Let me rephrase that, Milah is so exhausting."

Her blond friend laughed at her comment. "She is, man I don't know how Killian can deal with her everyday. She is so annoying."

Emma smiled sadly at his comment, not about David having said that Milah was annoying, because she was, she is the most self-obsessed, spoiled woman Emma had ever met and was weirdly one of her closest female friends.

What made Emma sad was to think that Killian was still involved with Milah.

Emma never admitted it to anyone, not even David, but she always had a thing for Killian, from the first time she saw him enter their accounting class in college. It still hurt when she thought that it has now been 5 years since and almost 5 years that he and Milah were dating.

Milah had called her last week telling her to reserve next Friday night, which was today, because she wanted Emma to go out to eat with Killian and her at a restaurant. Emma felt obligated to comply since she knew what happened when she refused something to her friend.

"Uuuugh…" Emma said whimpering as she slouched herself on her seat, dreading her evening already.

"I don't know why you let yourself go through that. If you don't want to go, don't."

"I can't! You know how she is, if I don't go she will spend all evening texting and calling me, whining because I'm not there, or she will pull out her passive-aggressive act every time we see each other for the next month."

Just as she finished explaining the consequences of her not showing up, Ruby arrived with David's sandwich, salad and coffee and she dropped it in front of him, she then deposited Emma's hot chocolate in front her.

"Remind me, why are you friends with her?" He asked as he took his first bite of his meal.

She sighed as she told him, for the hundredth time, why.

"Because, we've been friends since high school, and despite all her annoying traits she is still fun to have around. I have a lot of fond memories with her. And she was there for me when Neal left me and I feel grateful for that."

"You mean she was there to get you drunk for all the time it took you to get over him." He told her with judging eye.

"It wasn't that bad!" Responded Emma, a little offended at his comment.

"If you say so." He took another bite of sandwich as Emma leaned back on her chair, crossing her arms in front of her chest, her eyes going to look through the window next to her watching people pass by as she was pondering on what her friend just told her.

"Anyways, I'm only saying that you shouldn't feel forced to do something that you don't want to."

Emma's upper body shot forward as an idea crossed her mind. David, knowing that look, suddenly started to look anxious knowing that he wouldn't like the outcome.

"You can come with me and keep me company." She said excitedly, as he started to shake his head in a very decisive manner.

"No, I love you, Emma, but no."

"Cooome ooooon…" She begged casting him her best puppy eyes look.

He looked at her exasperated and Emma felt herself winning.

"Even if I did, Milah wouldn't want me there, she hates me." He said, still trying to convince Emma that it wasn't a good idea.

"Well she wouldn't hate you if you were nicer to her, and I'm sure that she won't mind." As she was talking she took out her phone from the back pocket of her jeans and started texting her friend, asking her if she could bring David.

Two minutes after she sent her message her phone beeped. Emma read her response and started smiling as she lifted her head up towards David.

He groaned as he told her 'fine'.

Emma was happy with this new development, finally telling herself that this night won't be has bad as she thought if David was there as moral support.

"So, where are we going?" He asked, completely defeated.

"I don't know the place but she sent me an address, and she told me to dress in formal attire, so you'll have to suit up, Nolan."

"The things I do for you." David told her taking his wallet out as he got up to pay his bill to Ruby.

Emma stood up from her chair at the same time as him, following him towards the register. "The dinner is at eight, so come and pick me up at 7:30." She instructed him.

"I will. See you later." They hugged and after he left, Emma went back into her office to do some paperwork she needed to do before calling it a day.

She really felt more confident in her evening now that she knew that David would help her get through the night.

Emma wrapped a towel across her chest as she got of the shower. She looked at the time on her watch that was lying on the bathroom counter.

It was 6:30, she still had an hour before David will show up to pick her up. Enough time for her to get herself ready. She started drying herself off, and grabbed another smaller towel which she wrapped around her head so her long wavy hair will dry up a little.

She went to her bedroom closet, still wrapped in her white towel, as she started browsing through her dresses, wondering which one she should choose.

She picked up three very different dresses when it came to the length and cleavage; there was the little black dress, the skin-tight short red dress and simple and plain white dress. Emma left her choices on her bed as she went to put some underwear.

When she was free from her towel, she walked back towards her bed and picked up the black dress, simple and chic, she thought.

Finally dressed, Emma went back to her bathroom, plugging her hair dryer and her curling iron. When she finished curling her golden locks in soft waves, she took out her make up from one of the cabinet, and started applying foundation, followed by a thin line of black on her eyelids, some mascara and red lipstick.

Taking one last look in the mirror, Emma felt pretty satisfied with the result. She looked back at her watch that was now resting on her left wrist, and realised that she had 15 minutes left until David showed up.

She grabbed a smaller purse from her closet and went to her everyday bag and transferred the essential stuff in the smaller one. The door buzzed and that was her cue that David had arrived, she went to pick a pair of dark cerulean pumps and grabbed her keys before going out the door and locking it behind her.

When Emma arrived downstairs, David was waiting for her inside the yellow cab. She opened the door to the backseat and joined her friend inside.

"Wow, you went all in." Exclaimed the fair-haired man.

"Yeah, well I never get to wear those fancy clothes, so might as well make the most of this evening." She told him with a big smile as she took out a piece of paper from her purse. She gave the paper with the restaurant address to the driver.

"You don't look so bad yourself." She complimented him as she her eyes wandered up and down his sitting form. He wore a simple black suit, a white shirt with a simple black tie. His hair was brushed back and he really looked handsome.

"Well, thank you." He answered with a smile.

They spent the rest of the ride in silence, as Emma slowly started to feel anxious. She cursed herself for feeling this way every time she was going to spend an evening with the couple.

She hated that she felt jealous of her best friend for dating the guy that she used to have a crush in college. For God's sake it was five years ago and she still couldn't let go of this feeling.

She felt jealous that Milah had more courage than her when it came to men, no fear of flirting with a man that she found attractive. That was Emma's problem in college, she let her break-up with Neal make her doubt herself, doubt people's intentions towards her, always thinking that she will end up heartbroken.

When she finally decided to take a leap of faith with Killian, that's when Milah waltzed in and charmed him.

Emma tried to console herself, convincing herself that even if she would have taken that leap of faith he wouldn't have returned her affections, he was way too good for her.

David pulled her out of her thoughts when he nudged her with his elbow. "Emma? We're here."

She turned her head towards him and blinked her eyes a couple of times when she realised what he was telling her.

"Oh, yeah…okay." She took out her wallet and split the cab fare with David.

They both got out from the yellow car, and they started walking towards the restaurant. When they arrived in the entrance, they were greeted by a hostess.

"Good evening, are you here for the private party?" Asked the redhead hostess.

"Uh, I don't think so. My friends booked a reservation, it's under the name Milah or Killian." Responded Emma as she leaned her head towards the hostess booth on which was her big book filled with name reservation.

She smiled at them and asked them to follow her. She led them to the back of the restaurant, through a hallway, and they slowly started to hear a mix of different conversations getting louder and louder as they got closer. The hostess stopped when they arrived in the reception room where there was at least thirty people. She recognised most of them, friends and family of Milah and Killian.

The hostess smiled at them before wishing them a good evening and going back to her post. Emma and David stood at the entrance, mouth agape, not prepared at all for this.

"EMMMAA!" A female voice yelped from across the room, and she saw Milah coming at her. She was trying to run in her skin-tight beige mini dress with a pair of black pumps. When she arrived in front of her and she grabbed her in tight hug. Emma felt the air leave her lungs as she got pressed in her embrace.

"Careful, Milah, you still want Emma to be here tonight, don't you?" Said a lilted voice, and she automatically felt her stomach flutter as she recognized it.

"You're such a downer, Killy. I just wanted to greet my best friend now that I never get the chance to see her." Pouted Milah as she shifted her gaze towards her boyfriend.

Killian sighed at her comment, scratching the back of his ear with his right hand, a tic that he had since college, Emma noticed. Her eyes started roaming over him, she cursed inwardly when the first thing thought that passed through her mind seeing him in navy three piece suit, was how sexy he looked.

"Hi, Killian." She said as she left her friends arms, and was greeted by his as he leaned in for a hug and kissed her on the cheek as he always did when he bid her welcome. She felt herself blush, as usual and smiled at him.

She let out a shaky breath, and turned her attention back to the brunette as Killian went to greet David.

"Care to tell me what's this all about? I thought that we were having diner, you know, just us."

"We are having diner, just with a lot more people. I thought it would be fun." She looked at her with this glint in her eye, one that Emma knew all too well. She was hiding something. Emma squinted her eyes before replying, "You're hiding something."

"No, I'm not." Milah said as she shifted around and took Killian's hand, pulling him towards the group of people, leaving David and her there.

"Oh my god, she's annoying. Can we leave now?"

"Really? We just got here!"

He groaned at her reply. "Fine, but we're not staying long, okay?"

"Sure, whatever. Now, let's go mingle." Emma grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the mass.

An hour had passed and Emma was getting annoyed with half of the people there, and she barely got time to spend with her friend, which was the main reason of her being here.

She also hated herself for wearing high heels, now that she had spent too much time on her feet. She walked towards the couple, and dropped her hand on her friend's arm.

"I think I'm gonna take off." She told her with an apologetic face.

"What? No! You can't."

"I'm sorry but I'm tired and I just want to go to bed." She justified.

"I don't care, you can't leave!"

"Milah, stop acting like baby. If she wants to leave, let her." Interjected Killian as his girlfriend shot him a furious glare at his comment. He looked at her, not at all scared by her stare.

"Fine." She finally said. "Just stay at least another half an hour." She begged.

"Okay." As soon as Emma acquiesced to her request she turned her back to her and continued to talk with her other friends.

"Sorry about that." Apologised Killian.

"Don't be, I've grown used to it." Emma sighed as she dropped her gaze to her hands holding her clutch.

"Well, you shouldn't." There was suddenly a heavy silence between them.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" He asked her as his voice dropped, the words and his voice making her shiver.

She felt this heat creep on her cheeks as she tried to produce some saliva so she could answer him.

"Thanks." She said shyly.

Killian inhaled deeply and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something,

Emma looked up at him waiting for his next words, but they were interrupted by Milah who grabbed him by the waist dragging him into the conversation she was having with her friends.

He turned his head back with a look that told her he was sorry for leaving suddenly.

Emma smiled shyly before leaving her spot, walking towards the bar to get another glass of champagne.

She started to wonder where David had disappeared to when she caught sight of him talking with Kathryn, his ex-girlfriend. He seemed to want to leave the conversation but she didn't notice it and just continued to talk.

Emma decided to save him from this torture when the sound of metal softly clanged on a champagne flute.

Everybody turned their eyes towards Milah and Killian, his arm around her waist.

"So, you guys must be wondering why we gathered all of you here tonight. Well Killian and I have big news to announce to you…" She started grinning as she propelled her left hand towards the crowd of people before screaming, "WE'RE GETTING MARRIED!"

Milah's last words started to resonate in Emma's head, and Emma felt like she'd just been knocked out.

Married?

She saw her friend's mouth moving but she didn't hear what she was saying. She snapped out of it when she heard her name being spoken.

"I feel as though I should thank by best friend, Emma, for introducing us five years ago. So, my dear friend, there isn't anyone else I would want to ask this, since you lead me to my soulmate: would like to be my maid of honor?" Milah asked in front of everybody, and Emma felt thirty pairs of eyes land on her.

She looked up and saw Killian looking at her intently with a smile. What she said next made her heart ache and instantly regretted when it came out of her mouth.

"Yes, I would love to be your maid of honor."