Harry Hook Imagines (2 & 3)

Pirates part one

"Look at what the cat dragged in." I leer.

Mal's face is a look of pure shock and sadness as Evie whips around after hearing my voice. She at first smiles seeing my figure but then realises what I'm wearing. My pirate garb with a blue twist, my family's signature colour.

"Y-Y/n?" Carlos asks shocked.

"Have I rendered ye all speechless?" I snigger with my pirate twang.

"You joined the pirates?" Mal checks all shocked.

"Well after I was abandoned I roamed alone. Then Harry found me beaten to a pulp down an alley." I explain stroking my sword blade which I had gotten out.

Evie lets out a sob at this. Jay then punches the wall as Carlos looks emotional. I look at dear Mal, who's got a tear slipping from her eyes.

"Y/n I-"

"Save your excuses Evie, I'm done with ye all." I sigh, "Ye left me to rot and never came back." I snap.

"She's even talking like a pirate!" Jay shouts.

"Y/n we was coming back for you I swear-"

"No ye chose good and dropped me." I spit with arms crossed, "Then I paid the price."

"After we chose good Ben and I were planning to bring more kids over. We got really busy-"

"Busy!" I screech, "That's y'all excuse? Ye picked good, dropped me then was too busy with ye perfect new lives to come back for me?" I shout pointing my finger accusing.

"We are sorry. We never meant to-"

"Don't bother with ye excuses." I then turn to Evie directly, "Ye all are dead to me." I spit looking my older sister in the eye.

I then turn on my thigh high leather black boots. That's when I feel a hand on my shoulder. Like a crack of a whip I've swung round with my sword to Mal's neck. The purple-haired girl recoils her outstretched hand as she lets weak tears fall. I then snigger at her reaction. Those weak strangers are all crying and emotional. Weak, that's what they are. I sprint down the stairs out of the loft. People fear me and as I stomp back to Ursula's Fish and Chips. Needless to say, I don't bother putting my sword in my belt. People cower and part ways as I stomp through the streets. As soon as I reach my destination I bang open the saloon style doors and slam my sword into the sword rack. All eyes divert from my enraged figure other than a certain pirate in red.

"Take it didn't go well?" Harry clarifies coming towards me.

When he reaches me I put my arm around his waist as his arm drapes on my shoulder.

"Full of excuses." I mutter.

Harry walks me to the bar area with the TV where Gil is there gulping down eggs.

"Uma she's back!" Harry singsongs.

He then sits on a stool and pulls me on his lap where I help myself to Harry's meal. Uma rushes out of the kitchen smirking.

"So Y/n, tell me about it." Uma tells me all excited.

"All rubbish excuses about how they meant to come back for me and how they were busy." I say in a fury as Harry rubs my knee, "So I looked Evie straight in the eyes and told her that they are all dead to me." I finish slamming my fist down.

Harry grabs it shushing me as he rubs my knuckles. It seems to have broken Gil out of his daydream as Uma squeals in delight.

"This is even better than I thought it would be! They will all be totally off their game." Uma says to us all with a fire in her voice.

"Uh huh." I reply not really listening.

"Lass, eat." Harry whispers.

Uma is on a role with the crew plotting and scheming.

"I'm not hungry anymore." I sigh.

Harry tuts, "Uma I'm taking Y/n to go blow off some steam."

"Good idea. See you later." Uma nods.

"Can I come?" Gil asks hopeful.

"No Gil let them have this time together." Uma says quietly.

I give a questioning look to Uma which she shrugs mischievously. Harry doesn't notice as he finishes his rum.

"Come on then." Harry says patting my outer thigh.

"Where?" I ask moodily.

That's when Harry Hook throws me over his shoulder like I'm a sack of potatoes.

"Harold Hook put me down!" I demand.

"I told you not to call me Harold." Harry says sternly.

The whole Isle stares at us as Harry walks with me thrown over his shoulder.

"And I told you to put me down." I mutter stubbornly.

Harry chuckles at my stubbornness as we reach the ship. Harry roughly puts me down on the deck and hands me my sword. We sword fight practice intensely with the swords' blades clashing like thunder. Seeing my older sister has affected me more than I thought. Evie looked heartbroken.

"Come on lass! Getcha head in the game." Harry yells at me not holding back.

Harry riles me up but still reminding me this is to help get all my anger out. We fight for hours until finally my sword is knocked out of my hand and I'm pinned up against the ship's wheel. Harry smirks down at my small figure as his hook pins my wrist down as his other hand pins my other wrist down. We are both breathing heavily, our pants mixing together as I feel Harry's chest against mine.

"Kiss me Harry." I blurt out.

You don't have to ask Harry twice as his surprisingly soft lips crash into my own. They move in perfect sync as if they were made for each other. Electricity shoots through my body as Harry's body full on presses up against mine. Harry throws his hook to the deck as he grips my slender body. His hands roaming to uncharted territory as I make the kiss more intense. I squeak and Harry smirks when his hands reaches my bum. Then Harry makes the kiss rougher which gets an involuntary moan from me before Harry uses the opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues battle for dominance but I let Harry win which means another smirk. Harry then slips his hand under my tank top. It's at this I back away.

"Sorry lass. I got a bit carried away." Harry whispers.

"I just need air." I smirk.

"Wanna carry this on?" Harry whispers huskily.

"Your cabin or mine?" I ask flirteously.