Authors Note: To the Anon that requested it end in fluff, I hope you’re okay with the ending! It’s not all that fluffy, but it’s all I could come up with, especially with putting two similar requests together! But I still hope you enjoy! Also, I’m very aware that the ending of this is kind of rushed and I apologize!
“Thank you SO much Gil! I really appreciate you taking over my shift!” You exclaimed, your hand reaching out and taking your friends hand as you made your way off the lower part of the dock.
“No problem, Y/N!” He smiled, his voice so full of enthusiasm that it sounded as though he was going to burst. “You’ve been put on watch every night this past week. I think you could use a break.”
You laughed, your shoulders bouncing in a ‘what can you do’ type shrug before slouching in acknowledgement. “Well, I guess that’s what happens when you start a fight with Uma.”
Gil let out a giant laugh, his eyes lighting up in childlike innocence before nudging you in the side.
“Yeah, I guess.” He agreed, quickly taking his sword out of his belt and laying it on his chair. “But you better be careful. She might try to throw you overboard next time, and I don’t think Harry would be able to stop her.”
You rolled your eyes playfully, the image of Harry even trying to stand up to Uma roaming your mind and making you laugh.
“Harry would let Uma throw me overboard without a second thought.” You joked, not once meaning your words, but knowing that Gil would find them hilarious.
Gil let out a small giggle, his shoulder nudging yours once again as he led you back into Ursulas Fish and Chips and toward your dorm.
“Anyway, thanks again, Gil! I really do appreciate this!” You proclaimed, your arms wrapping around Gils’ waist in a friendly hug. “I promise I’ll pay you back somehow.” You playfully winked, the joking nature of your friendship with Gil as innocent as it was flirty.
“With what? Candy? Popcorn? Candy AND popcorn?”
“All of it you can eat.” You replied, a small laugh escaping your lips before gently pulling away from him and making your way into your room.
You let out an exhausted sigh, the air heavy against your skin as it warmed you from the cold wetness of the dock. Breathing in deeply, you removed your belt and walked towards your drawer, your hands reaching down and removing you shirt as you prepared to change out of your ‘watch’ clothes.
Then, suddenly and without any type of warning, a loud bang rang through your room, the sound catching you off guard and making you stop in your tracks. Lifting your shirt so that it covered your barley covered chest, you reached down and grabbed your sword, immedietly pointing towards the entrance and at whoever dared to barge into your room without a reason. That’s when you saw your best friend Harry standing at your door, his eyes staring straight into yours as he completely disregarded the fact that he had walked in on you in a personal state.
“What the hell, Harry!? I could have killed you!” You shreiked, immedietly throwing down your sword and putting on your shirt.
“C’mon, love. You and I both know that that would never happen.” He slurred, his accent thick and rich in your ears as he made his way inside and shut the door behind him.
You rolled your eyes, quickly making your way over to your bed in order to take off your shoes.
“Yeah, whatever. What are you doing here?”
Harry breathed in deeply before making his way closer to you, his eyes showing an intense amount of anger that you weren’t used to seeing from him.
“What’s your problem?” You questioned, a light giggle leaving your lips as you assumed he came to rant about something Uma made him do.
Harry cocked his head to the side, his lips curling into a playful smile as he stood mere inches from you.
“Are you and Gil dating now?” He questioned, anger and sarcasm heavy on his voice as his darlky outlined eyes bored straight into yours.
“No.” You laughed, immedietly pushing him out of your way and heading to your closet to put away your shoes.
You had never even considered the idea of you and Gil dating, and you didn’t understand why anyone else would either. Gil was one of your best friends, and you did seem to playfully flirt with him a lot, but still. Everyone on the Isle knew that you’ve had a thing for Harry for years now. You were in love with him and it was completely obvious.
To everyone but Harry, that is.
“Really?” Harry suddenly continued to question, the glare from his hook bouncing off the wall and shining into your eyes as he made his way over to you. “Then what’s with all the hugging, huh? And the flirty comments?” He asked, leaning against the wall beside you. “I saw you just now, and people don’t talk like that with people that are just friends.”
“Then you obviously don’t have very many friends, do ya stud?” You joked, a small shrug leaving your shoulders as you heard him give you an angry sigh. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Harry. Gil and I aren’t dating.” You continued, not understanding why he would care so much about it in the first place. “Besides, why is it any of your business who I date?”
Harry looked at you in disbelief, his eyebrows furrowed in a strange mixture of shock and anger before he leaned away from the wall and hovered over you.
“Damn, Y/N. Are you really that blind?” He seethed, his voice so full of venom that you felt as though you’d been bitten.
“Hey, back off.” You demanded, completely confused as to what had made Harry so mad at you all of a sudden. You and Harry had had plenty of fights during your friendship, but he had never been angry at you. Not like this.
But the fact that he was angry at you wasn’t even the problem. It was what he was angry about. He had no reason to question you about your completely non-romantic relationship with Gil, and if anyone had a right to be mad, it was you for his complete inability to see that the only person you wanted to date was standing right in front of you.
“What the hell’s your problem, Harry? Why are you questioning me all of a sudden?” You asked, quickly walking over to him and poking him in the chest. “Besides, you may be my best friend, but you don’t have the right to get angry with me about something as personal as dating. That’s none of your business.”
“Best friend? Just…seriously, Y/N? Don’t you see that that’s the problem!” He scoffed, his eyes becoming glassy as his anger turned into disbelief.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked, confusion filling your face as you questioned why your friendship was suddenly a problem for him.
“Because…” He started loudly, his voice fading to a whisper as he realized what he was about to say. “Because I just…” He continued, not being able to find the right words as his eyes traveled across your confused stricken face. “Oh, screw it.” He breathed, his hands suddenly reaching out and bringing his face towards yours.
Letting out a surprised squeal, you couldn’t help the shock that crossed your face as Harry’s lips connected with yours. You were frozen for a moment, your eyes wide open and looking into space before you finally gave in and kissed him back.
The kiss was slow at first, the deep flavor of sweat and saltwater heavy on your tongue as you pulled him closer to you. Harry pressed against you softly, his hands quickly leaving your face and wrapping around your waist as he lightly dug his hook into your lower back.
Giving you a relieved sigh, Harry removed his hook from behind your back and pressed you against the wall, his hot tongue immedietely making its way towards your lips as your nails ran diligently down his sides.
Letting out a gasp, you pulled away, the need for air becoming too strong as your mind tried to register what exactly was going on.
“I…I um…” You started, your speech completely gone as you tried to figure out what to say. “I..I -”
“That,” Harry interrupted, his face mere inches from yours as he continued to press against you. “That’s why I wanted to know.”
Oops this is another Descendants imagine lol I’m almost done with the Peter Parker one I mentioned, but it’s like 2,000+ words so I have a lot to work on!
Title: Intentions Pairing: Harry Hook x reader Summary: Harry intends to find out what your type is, but you play along with his game, pushing his intentions aside. Word Count: 1,523 Warnings: none Notes: Read the sequel here!
thing you’ve ever heard?” Ben finishes for you. There’s a flicker of hurt
on his face as he speaks. “They still deserve a second chance, Y/N.”
features soften, frustration fading. Ben was facing a lot of scrutiny as king,
and he needed all the support he could get if he was going to allow Uma, Gil,
and Harry to come to Auradon. As his best friend, you owed him some faith in
guess,“ you finally answer. Ben cracks a smile. "But don’t expect me
to be best friends with them.”
pauses, smile dipping just enough for you to notice. You groan as a look of
sheepish charm washes over Ben’s face.
A/N: in honor of me hitting 500 followers!sorry for
the lack of posts, I’ve been super busy. Here’s a little thing I wrote a while
ago (but wasn’t planning on publishing until now),hope you enjoy!
“You know, he’s gonna catch you eventually,” a
voice interrupted your escape. You
halted in your tracks and whirled around to face Evie.
“Oh god, you scared me,” you breathed a sigh of
“(Y/N),” Evie started, and you saw her step
forward in the darkness, “how much longer are you gonna keep this
“As long as I can.” You shrugged.
“How long have you known?”
“I saw you sneak out last week. I figured it was just a one-time thing, but
then I saw you do it again two nights ago,” she explained. “Last night, I decided to follow you and see
where you went. I watched you go into an
alleyway with some guy.”
In the dark, Evie could barely see your eyes widen.
“You saw?” you asked, trying but failing to keep your voice
She nodded. “I know
you’re meeting up with some guy.”
“You know who it is?”
Evie paused for a moment.
“No,” she admitted. “But I know
why you’re doing it in secret.”
You groaned, “Evie, I can’t tell Jay about him.”
She shook her head dismally.
“You shouldn’t keep this a secret from him. He’s your brother, (Y/N). He’ll find out eventually.”
“Exactly,” you nodded, slowly inching towards the
window, “he’s my brother. That’s why he can’t find out.”
“Just because Jay is a little overprotective-”
“A little?” you laughed, and Evie frowned. "Evie, do you not remember what happened
with my last boyfriend?“
"Okay, so he scared one off,” she admitted,
“but that was one time. And I’m
sure whoever you’re seeing doesn’t scare easily.”
You couldn’t help but allow the smile that was creeping on
your face just thinking about your fearless boyfriend.
“Just, consider it, please?” she begged. "You and Jay are so close. I’d hate for a secret like this to cause a
"Sure Evie,” you waved her off, attempting to
quietly open the window.
“I’m serious, (Y/N).”
“I know,” you replied, one leg out the window. "I am too.“
"At least tell me one thing,” she found a
“Tell me who it is.”
You grinned as you fitted the rest of your body through the
window. “Harry Hook,” you said, and slammed the window shut, leaving
an astounded Evie behind.
“Why would you do that to me, Uma? I had her!” You exclaimed, your words dripping in venom as you pushed through the doors of Ursulas Fish and Chips and threw yourself into one of the booths.
“You and I both know you had nothing on her, Y/N.” Uma persisted, not even giving you a look as she made her way past you. “You’re too emotionally attached.”
You gave Uma a daring glare, your eyes traveling over her unfazed figure as she nonchalantly made her way up the stairs and behind the bar.
“Of course I’m emotionally attached! Mal was my best friend!”
Uma gave you a small scoff, her leather covered hands gently reaching out and retrieving a cloth to clean her sword. “Yeah, she was. That’s the point, Y/N. She was your best friend, but she’s not anymore.” She explained. “She abandoned you. She abandoned us. You didn’t accept that 6 months ago, and you still haven’t accepted it now. If I would have let you fight her, she would have destroyed you, and if she would have destroyed you, you’d be even more useless than you are now.”
You let out a laugh, the feeling of disbelief and anger taking over your body. “You know what, Uma? How about you go -”
“Ladies, ladies!” A voice called out, the smooth sound of their scottish accent immedietly making you register that it was Harry. “What’s done is done. There’s no point in fighting about it. Right, Y/N?”
You sighed, the sound of your boyfriends words ringing in your ears and calming you nerves. “Yeah, whatever.” You exclaimed, gently digging the heels of your hands into your eyes and letting out a shaky breath. “I’m sorry, Uma.”
Uma gave you a slight tsk, her eyes looking at you with disappointment as she and the fellow crew mates made their way through the doors and out onto the deck.
“Starting a fight with Uma? Are you serious, Y/N? If it was anyone but you she would have thrown them overboard.” Harry lectured, his hand reaching out and gripping yours as he sat down next to you.
“I know.” You proclaimed, squeezing his hand in reassurance. “I just…I just can’t believe it. Mal was my best friend, my sister, and she just left me on this Isle like I was a piece of garbage ” You stuttured, tears immedetly beginning to fall down your face. “And then for her to come back here and not even apologize? Are you kidding me? Did our friendship mean nothing to her?”
“Mal isn’t worth your tears, okay?” Harry whispered, a slight trace of anger lacing his voice as he kissed the thick droplets of water off of your cheeks. “She doesn’t deserve to have you as a friend, and they sure as hell don’t deserve to have you at that school.”
You gave him a small nod, your eyes looking at nothing but the black table in front of you. “Maybe you’re right, but that doesn’t change how I feel.”
Harry let out a sad sigh, his free arm gently wrapping around your waist before pulling you into him, his hand resting in your hair and softly combing through it.
“I know you’re sad, Y/N. But please, don’t cry. I hate seeing you cry.” Harry comforted, his hand leaving yours and lightly tapping your chin.”Your beautiful face is breaking my heart.”
You rolled your eyes, your boyfriends cheesy attempt at cheering you up having a slight affect as you cuddle yourself into him.
“I know. I’m sorry.” You apologize. “You’re probably tired of hearing me whine about it all the time. I mean, no wonder Uma thought I was too emotional to fight.”
“No, that’s not it!” Harry exclaimed, “I really just hate seeing you get hurt, especially when it’s over something as overrated as Auradon Prep.”
You gave him a knowing nod, breathing in deeply as you finally began to slow your tears. “I know, Harry. I just….I can’t live here. I can’t survive here. I’m not good enough.”
Harry shook his head, the disagreement evident on his face. “You, my love, are stronger than every single person in this crew combined.” He began, his hands cupping you face and bringing you closer to him. “If anyone can survive on this island, it’s you, and you have to believe me on that.”
“You’re wrong, Harry. I -”
“Believe me.” He interrupted, gently connecting his lips with yours and giving you a soft kiss.
You kissed him back, the feeling of his lips molding with yours warming your heart and fogging your mind from any negative thoughts that were coming your way. Smiling against his lips, you leaned further into him, the simple words ‘believe me’ lingering in your head as you kissed him deeper, the all too familiar taste of your boyfriends lips heavy on your tongue.
A/N This is a Harry Hook x reader imagine. This is my first imagine so if you guys want more you can request it, just send me a message. Also feel free to give me feedback, sorry if it sucks. I do not own the Gif. Also it is in your point of view.
Summary: You were a VK kid and apart of Uma’s crew. Everyone knew about your crush on Harry Hook, evern Gil and we know that boys not the brightest. One day when you are talking about it Harry joins the conversation. Then one lie leads to a jealous pirate.
“Y/N just admit that you loooooooooove Harry,” Gil said with the biggest smirk on his face. “Oh shut up, I do not,” I said trying to hid the blush that was creeping on on my face.
“You so do, Y/N and Harry sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-,” Uma sang but was cut off by you. “Ok, ok, we get it. If I say I like him will you leave me alone?”
“Say you like who”, a thick accent asked.
“Harry, hey. When um, when did you get here,” I said trying to make my voice not shaky but failing.
“Just now, so you were saying that you liked someone,” he questioned me with a foreign expression on his face I had never seen before. Jealousy maybe?When I didn’t answer Gil decided to answer for me. Perfect.
“Y/N was saying how much she loves-”
“GRANT! I have a HUGE crush on Grant,” I shouted out just so Harry wouldn’t know it was him. I looked over to Gil and Uma who were shooting daggers at me.
“Grant?” Harry questioned with a puzzled look.
“Yes Grant, you know, Mother Gothel’s son,” I stated. I have never seen so much hatred and sadness in a person’s eyes as I did when I looked at Harry’s.
“What is so great about Grant?” He asked with venom dripping off his tongue.
“Me and Gil are gonna go so you two can have more privacy,” Uma said with a sly smile. As Gil and her walked out the room she gave me a wink before closing the door.
“Y/n you need someone who will treat you like a queen. Someone who would drop everything they have to be with you. You need a man, not some silly boy who will end up hurting you. He’s not good enough for you, y/n. He isn’t even half as good as he should be.You could do so much better,” He said with so much convention in his voice.
“Do you really think that,” I asked with hope laced in my voice.
“Of course I do, love,” He said as a smile spread on his face. “Harry, why do you care who I like anyway?” I questioned with a little hope that he would say he liked me.
“I-I, It’s just,” Harry sighed. “Y/n I love you. I know you like Grant but you are worth so much more then him. Trust me when I say he won’t treat you right. Y/n I could make you happy. I could give you the life you deserve. I could give you the world,” He said with so much love in his voice, as he stroked my face with his hook.
“Oh Harry, I don’t like Grant. I just said that so you wouldn’t know I liked you. Oh who am I kidding? I love you, not like you. I can’t see my life without you,” I said as a rushed forward to hug Harry. He immediately hugged back, carefully placing his hook on your back.
“Y/n, please be my girlfriend and let me treat you like the queen you deserve to be treated as,” Harry said as he pulled away to look me in the eyes.
“Yes, of course Harry!” I replied happily. Harry smiled widely and pulled me into a kiss.
“Finally!” Gil and Uma said at the same time. I pulled away from Harry and started to laugh. “You guys better run,” Harry said with an amused tone as we started chasing after them.
A/n Sorry if it seemed a little out of his character, I am going to write more imagines with him so I promise I will write it more like him.
Request: Can you do an imagine where Harry Hook and a VKs daughter are dating and they get into a fight and Harry raises his hand to run it through his hair or something and she flinches because she thought he was gonna hit her.
^Not my request but was leant to me by an amazing writer @stevebuchananparker267 to help me with my writing so shoutout to her xxx
Pairing: Harry Hook x reader
A/N: This is my first ever imagine, I hope you guys like it x
The sun had just begun to set over the devastating body known as the isle, the gravel let out an audible crunch beneath my feet as I made my way down the path towards the docks. Finally being able to see my amazing boyfriend- Harry Hook. Last time I had seen him was early this morning, before role call for the other members of the crew and dishing out the daily chores.
The short trip to the docks was surprisingly peaceful for the prime time among the isle, as I reached where I call home, I was met with the gentle bobbing of the docked ships on the dark ocean. Each meagre wave reflecting a moonlit glow as it travelled ashore, before crashing into the wooden structure and scattering, leaving light ripples across the dark water.
Today has been utterly exhausting, as Gil and I decided to continuously train, growing stronger and sharper with each session. Gil may not be the most intelligent pirate that we knew, nor have the strategic value which most pirates utilise. But Gil was definitely one of the strongest, trustworthy people in Uma’s crew and it is important for him to continue with what he is known for- also with me giving him tips on his sparring.
All I want to do now is meet with Harry and lay with him, catch up on how his day has been, sit in serenity for once before having to go out to complete some more tasks for Uma.
I made my way up onto Captain Hook’s ship, he doesn’t mind me anymore seeing as I practically live here with Harry instead of at Bargain Castle due to my Mom practically throwing me out once I started dating Harry, she told me how he isn’t good enough for me. That I am one of the daughters of ‘the fairest of them all’ and that I deserve a rich, pure prince from Auradon- just like my twin sister has, little did she know that Evie is dating the son of a dwarf and not prince charming.
I let out a light knock on the door before entering the room, to announce to Harry my presence, “Who is it?!” Harry’s voice rung out, his thick accent always seems to send shivers down my spine, but today- it was different. It’s like his voice was laced with anger? Frustration? What was there to be mad about? All Harry had to do all day was watch over Uma’s ship due to our chores not needed to be done until sundown where we can do it together, me and him.
“Babe? I’m back, you alright?” I pushed open the door, glancing around the room to see my boyfriend, pacing forwards and backwards past the same two portholes. Once he noticed that I was back, he turned around to face me, his usual sky blue eyes seemed more of a cloudy sea blue and his features held a stern tone to them.
“Had enough of Gil have you?” He snapped, throwing his body onto the rough mattress of his bed, he looked like a mess and there were subtle grazes across his right knuckle likely from hitting something repeatedly.
“Harry, what are you on about?” He knows Gil and I are just friends, I’m with him and not Gil but right now, he isn’t in the right mind and it’s honestly freaking me out. Harry is strong and he doesn’t allow people to talk out of things, especially once his mind is set.
“Only how you have been with him ALL day!” He didn’t say this outright but murmured it under his breath as his bruised knuckles became white from clenching his fist together so tightly.
I walked a few more steps into the room, gently pushing the door shut behind me “And what is wrong with that?” I questioned, crossing my arms across my chest and raising an eyebrow at his words. What exactly was he getting at?
“How is it unfair?! We’re just friends, Harry. You’re just over-reacting” I countered as I began to walk over towards the dresser
“That’s crap, I’ve seen the way he looks at you, y/n. Don’t tell me you haven’t, that you’re just. Friends” He exclaimed, practically spitting out the last word as if it was poison.
He doesn’t trust me, he really thinks that I would go behind his back like that? And with one of his best friends?
“You know that isn’t true” my soft voice spoke, not expecting it to be as quiet as it came out as.
I turned back around to face Harry who had began to stand up from his place on the bed, I took a shaky breath as I noticed the anger spread across his features and the deep blue in his eyes. Trying not to watch him striding across the bedroom, I turned my gaze towards the ground towards the right of his body but as he got closer to me, causing me to instinctively take a step backwards, I was swiftly met against a dark, wooden dresser and was unable to move anymore.
He let out a deep sigh and glanced somewhere across the room before his eyes met my own minuscule frame, everything happened in slow motion. The cold glare on his face, each swift movement, his towering body above my own, he raised a single hand into the air and mine instinctively flew to my head as I wrapped them around my skull as if I was to soften a blow.
“Y-y/n?” Harry stuttered, in shock that I even thought he was to hit me, glancing upwards I noticed that he only had run a hand through his dark, chestnut hair of which was now sticking up, freely.
I let my arms drop down against my sides as I felt myself tear up, of course, he would never do that to me, he has always protected me, he loves me and I love him so why would I think that he would do something so cold as to hit me?
My mind went numb, yet at the same time was racing in circles, unable to make sense of what was happening…was this real…it couldn’t be real, wake up, wake up. I slowly slid against the dresser so that I was sitting on the cold, wooden boat flooring.
Holding my palms up to my face to try and disguise the shame that I was feeling from Harry when I felt two large arms snake their way around my torso and pull myself into his chest.
“I’m so sorry y/n. You know I would NEVER do that to you” His now soft and calming voice mumbled into my ear, causing me to gently nod as I returned the favour and wrap my arms around his neck, burying my face into the crook of his neck and pouring my soul out to him.
We stayed in the embrace for a few moments, before he lightly helped me to my feet and held me at arm’s length so that we were face to face. “I would never do that, you know?” He explained to me once more, apologising for an action that he never committed “Gil and I are just friends, we would never do that to you. I love you” I murmured as I glanced up to meet his now baby blue eyes,
“I love you too, y/n” He replied, leaning in so that our faces were centimetres apart, before closing the gap between us and connecting our lips. The kiss was passionate and well needed- for the both of us, gently pulling back from the embrace, he lead us over to his bed to lay in a loving serenity until we were needed by Uma.
A/n This is one of my first ones off of the prompt list so I hope it is good!
Request/Prompt: Don’t know if request are open but if they are please do no.3 from the conversation prompts with Harry Hook xxx I’m obsessed with your blog and those prompts are so good (I’m just happy that you re opened requests!). If requests are still open could I get #3 with Harry hook, possibly Tiana’s daughter as the reader?
Summary:- The Vks (Plus reader, Harry, Uma and Gil) go on a trip together and the reader gets stuck rooming with Harry.
A: *wakes up beside B with their limbs tangled* How the fuck did I end up with your arm around my waist? B: We are sleeping in the same bed. A: I built us a pillow wall! B: Yeah, well I tore it down.
Warnings: Not really sexual material but can be implied and cursing
“Finally,” I breathed out as I face planted onto the couch. Being stuck in a car with the four vks, plus Uma, Gil, and Harry was horrible. They all complained about not having enough leg room and started pushing people. Of course, whoever they pushed would push them back and then they would start fighting. At first it was funny but then it just got annoying. So it was a blessing to arrive at the house we rented out.
“Don’t be so dramatic,” Jay said as he sat on my legs. I shot him a dirty look but didn’t say anything.
“So what is the plan for today,” Evie asked, plopping down on a chair next to the couch.
“Hey guys the pool is huge,” Gil yelled from the other side of the house.
“I guess that answers my question,” Evie said standing up. I groaned as I felt another butt sit on me as Jay got up. I looked up to see Harry’s smirking facing staring right back at me.
“Hiya princess,” He said as he moved my hair out of my face with his hook.
“Harry, no matter how much I love being crushed by you I need to get up so I can change,” I gasped out as he crushed me. He smiled at me and got up. I stood up and started walking only to be pulled back by Harry. My back hit his chest as I felt his breath on the back of my neck.
“You know princess, I could crush ya in other ways,” He whispered in my ear seductively. My cheeks heated up but thankfully Carlos came in the room.
“Guys come on,” He yelled out. I quickly got out of his grip and made my way to my site case. It was right by the right door because I was too lazy to bring it up to whatever room I was staying in. I grabbed my bathing suite and went into the first bathroom I found to change.
I walked out and found everyone already at the pool. Uma and Evie were sitting on beach chairs, Mal sat as the edge of the pool, and the boys were hitting a beach ball around. I felt eyes on me and I looked over at Harry and caught him looking me up and down. He quickly looked away when he saw me looking at him. I laughed as I walked over to one of the chairs and set my towel down on it.
“Look who decided to join us,” Uma said with a laugh. I stuck my tongue out at her and jumped into the pool. When I resurfaced I swam over to Mal. She smiled at me and nodded her head over to where the boys were.
“So you and Harry,” She said with a sly smirk on her face.
“We aren’t a thing Mal, and you know it,” I told her sternly. She just laughed and shook her head.
“We all know you guys like each other, just admit it already,” She accused. I thought about lying but decided against it since she was right, everyone knew.
“You’re right, I like him,” I told her as I felt my cheeks heat up for the second time today. She gasped really loud causing everyone to look over.
“I didn’t think you would actually admit to it,” She beamed out, happy I admitted it.
“Admit what,” Harry asked.
“Nothing,” I hissed out wanting to drop the whole topic. I looked over at Evie and Uma and saw they were smirking.
“Okay,” Harry dragged out as he slowly turned around and went back to playing with the boys. Carlos and Jay had the “I know you like him and that is what you were talking about” looks on there face and then there was Gil. Bless that special snowflake who had no clue what was going on. I think Gil is my new favorite out of the group.
“I hate you,” I mumbled out as I shot daggers with my eyes at Mal which caused her to laugh again. I rolled my eyes and tried to think of a reason to change the subject.
“You know, water is shallow and you won’t drown if you get in,” I said hoping she would get in the water. That seemed to make her uneasy.
“I won’t leave your side, you’ll be safe. I promise,” I reassured her. She nodded slowly and stood up, walking over to the steps that lead into the pool. I took her hand and lead her in.
“See, isn’t this much better,” I questioned her as she visibly relaxed. I let go of her hand and smiled at her.
“You want to see something funny,” I asked her with a smirk. She nodded her head. I may have been a princess but I got my pranking and “mischief” side from my father Naveen. I went underwater and swam to where Carlos was. I pulled down his trunks and tickled him so he would jump so I could take them fully off. I quickly swam away and resurfaced. I bursted out laughing as he covered his manhood. Everyone was dying laugh and in tears. I swam over to the edge of the pool and got out holding his trunks in my hand.
“Y/n give me my trunks back. Now,”He growled out, causing me to laugh.
“Now why in the world would I want to do that,” I asked as I batted my eyelashes to make me seem innocent. I started to back away slowly because I knew he wouldn’t get out of the pool.
“Y/n, y/n give me my shorts back. Please. Guys stop laughing and make her give me my shorts back. Y/N,” He yelled as I almost fell over since I was laughing so hard.
“Alright you big baby, here you go,” I laughed out as I walked over to the edge of the pool. When I got close enough I handed him the shorts but before he could get them I pulled away. He groaned in response and begged me to give him the trunks. I decided to give them to him and just as I did I felt hands push me into the water. When I came up I came face to face with Harry. He was dying of laughter and on the verge of tears.
“You dirty pirate,” I grumbled out as I fought the urge to smile. He jumped into the pool and swam over to me.
“I’m only a dirty pirate for you,” He said winking at me. I laughed at his comment and rolled my eyes.
“You’re an idiot,” I told him with a huge grin.
“That may be true but you love me lass,” He smirked.
“Alright love birds get a room,” Jay called out. The whole group started laughing again.
“I’m getting hungry aren’t you guys,” I asked as I got out of the pool. They all replied with yes and yeah and followed me out of the pool.
“I’m not cooking y/n, you can do that,” Uma said as she walked into the house.
“Okay but be prepared to die form deliciousness. My mom taught me how to make amazing food,” I told them as I walked into the house and went straight to the kitchen. As I was cooking I heard someone come in.
“Hey Hook,” I acknowledged his presence but turned my attention back to the food.
“Lass,” He said back. He stood there watching me for what seemed like forever before I spoke up.
“Do you need something Harry,” I questioned him as I raised an eyebrow.
“I need you,” He said smoothly with a smirk.
“Shut up,” I snorted out.
“Seriously though, why did you come in here,” I asked knowing he didn’t come in here just to flirt. Honestly though, you never know with Harry.
“They sent me in here to ask how much longer the food is going to be,” He told me as he walked over to where I was.
“Looks really good,” He said right behind me.
“I know it does,” I said.
“I was talking about you but the food does too,” He laughed out.
“Whatever, tell them it should be done in like five minutes,” I smiled pushing him out of the kitchen.
After everyone was finished eating and I got a billion complements we decided to go in the living room and just mess around. Harry, Evie, Jay, and I were playing clue as Mal, Gil, Uma, and Carlos played Sorry.
“I guess it was Peacock, with the dagger, in the game room,” Jay guessed. When no one had any cards to give him he had the biggest grin on his face. He opened the envelope and dramatically threw each card on the table.
“Peacock. Dagger. Gameroom. I. Win,” He bragged as he took a victory lap around the room. I picked up the closest object to me, which happened to be a pillow, and threw it at him. It hit him in the face which caused me to laugh. My laughter got caught off by me yawning.
“I’m tired so I think I am going to hit the hay. Who am I sharing my room with,” I asked as I stood up and stretched.
“Harry,” Gil said with a huge smile.
“They brought my special snowflake into this, they went too far,” I thought to myself.
“What do you mean I am sharing a room with Harry,” I questioned them a little confused.
“You are sharing a room with Harry,” Uma said as if it was the most obvious thing ever.
“Can’t I just room with you,” I asked Uma, looking over at Harry for support but he just smirked at me.
“No because I am rooming with Gil,” She stated as she walked out of the room with Gil following behind her. I turned to ask the others but they all quickly said their goodnights and left to go to there rooms.
“Well well well, looks like you are stuck we me darling,” Harry said as he started walking out of the room but stopped to look at me.
“Are you coming princess,” He asked as I walked over to him. We entered our room and I called bathroom first. I took a quick shower and changed into my pjs. When I came out of the bathroom I saw a very beautiful and a very shirtless Harry. I would be lying if I said I tried to look away because I didn’t. When one sees a shirtless Harry, you don’t just look away.
“Like what you see darling,” Harry joked with a wink.
“You bet I do,” I told him with a smirk, which caused him to laugh. He walked into the bathroom as I laid down on the bed. Before Harry got out of the bathroom I decided to build a pillow fort separating me and Harry. I smiled at the work of art and closed my eyes trying to fall asleep. When I was half asleep, I got woken up by Harry’s voice.
“A pillow fort, really,” He asked with a slight chuckle.
“Yes now shut up, I am trying to sleep,” I mumbled out.
“Goodnight princess,” He whispered out but I was too tired to respond.
I woke up engulfed in warmth. I smiled snuggling into the pillow I was hugging but froze when the pillow laughed. Pillows. Don’t. Laugh. I opened my eyes and saw my body tangled with another body. I slowly lifted my head to see a smiling Harry looking down at me.
“How the fuck did I end up with your arm around my waist,” I asked him.
“We are sleeping in the same bed,” He replied simply. I stared at him like her grew a third eye.
“I built us a pillow wall,” I shot back, he smiled softly at me.
“Yeah, well I tore it down,” He informed me. I hummed in response and laid my head back down on his chest. He tensed up at this which kind of confused me.
“You, um, you aren’t mad that we are basically, what’s the word,” Harry trailed off.
“Cuddling, no why would I,” I asked him causing him to relaxe.
“I just assumed you would be mad because I thought that you, you know, didn’t like me,” He said.
“Why would you think that? Of course I like you, I would even dare to say that I-I, nevermind just answer my first question,” I huffed out.
“You built a pillow fort so you wouldn’t have to sleep by me lass,” He laughed out.
“I did that for you,” I told him as I poked his chest. After a long pause of silence he spoke up again.
“Were you going to say that you love me? I mean it is ok if you weren’t I just want to know if you feel that same. Not saying that I love you, I mean I do love you but if-” I cut him off by crashing my lips onto hims. He kissed back immediately as he pulled my body up more so he could deepen the kiss. We pulled away breathless and smiling like idiots.
“I guess I should have more sleepovers with pirates,” I said which cause him to laugh and pull me into another kiss.
I walked over to where Harry and y/n room was and slightly opened the door when I heard them talking. I looked in and smiled at the sight before me.There was y/n and Harry cuddling with each other. I took out my phone and started recording. I left right after they kissed, still smiling.
“Carlos, you owe my 20 bucks,” I yelled out to him as I pulled up the video to show the gang.
A/n I hope you guys liked this, I had a lot of fun writing it :)
Don’t Fight This, Don’t Fight Us- Harry Hook x Reader
A/n I am going to try to finish up and couple more request today but I am not sure if I will be able to get to it. Thank you for all the request, feels great to get them.
Request/Summary: Can you please do an imagine of Harry Hook where Harry gets brought to Auradon and you are TinkerBells daughter but when u look into his eyes u guys fall in love & you go home to tell ur mom but she gets mad so you decide to avoid your feelings for Harry but he pushes it. You can chose ur ending if it doesn’t make sense (:
“Thank you again for doing this y/n,” My best friend Ben whispered to me as the limo carrying the kids from the Isle pulled up. I gave him a small smile and nod.
“No problem,” I whispered back. The limo driver hopped out and opened the door. Out stepped a girl with teal hair, a boy with blonde hair, and another boy with brown hair. I looked them up and down and notice the hook the brown haired boy carried. That could only mean one thing.
He was Captain James Hook’s son.
The smile I had on my face fell slightly as I looked over to Ben.
“Hello guys, welcome to Auradon,” He said with a huge grin on his face. He must have sensed my discomfort as he looked over at me with a worried expression. I simply turned back to the three of them and made eye contact with Hooks son. All the fear I had felt from being around him went away when I looked into his beautiful eyes. He smirked at me and I immediately ripped my gaze away from his blushing. I looked at the other two kids and saw them staring at me, Ben noticed this too.
“This is Y/n Bell. She will be showing you guys around the school and answering any questions you have. Y/n This is Uma, Gil, and Harry,” Ben pointed to them when he said there names. I gave them all friendly smiles but quickly returned my attention to Ben as a guard came up and whispered something into Ben’s ear.
“I am sorry but I have to go but I am leaving you in good hands,” He said as he started walking off. I grabbed his hand and pulled him so our backs were facing the three.
“Ben you can’t leave me with them, I thought you were going to stay with us during the tour,” I said in a panicked tone. Ben laughed at me and patted my back.
“You will be fine, besides what could go wrong,” He asked as he left me behind with them. After a few seconds I turned around with a forced smile. I didn’t have a problem with them it was just that Harry kid made me want to melt when I looked at him.
“Well why don’t we start the tour,” I asked them with fake excitement. They all mumbled their agreement and we started the tour. As I walked them around the school Harry kept making flirty comments. Gil would laugh at them and Uma would scold him but would end up laughing. I would turn as red as the jacket he was wearing. After a long hour of being a blushing mess I finished the tour.
“That is pretty much it, if you guys have any questions then feel free to ask me. If you can’t find me I am sure someone else will happily answer them,” I finished feeling slightly relieved. I watched as Uma and Gil walked away to their dorms but Harry stayed behind.
“So, you’re a Bell,” He asked me. I nodded my head.
“I hope you don’t have anything against me because of my father,” He said after a while.
“You’re not your father, I don’t have anything to hold against you,” I told him. That made him smile.
“I like you lass, do you want to go out sometime,” He asked me with no trace of fear.
“L-Like a d-date,” I stuttered out, shocked that he would want to go on a date with Tinker Bells daughter.
“Yeah, a date,” He said a little uneasy. I smiled at him.
“Sure, why not. I have to be going though, my mom is expecting me. Just tell me tomorrow when you want to go,” I told him as I turned to leave.
~At Your House~
“I will not let you see that boy,” My mom yelled at me. We had been arguing for hours just because I wanted to go on a date with Harry.
“Mom he is not his father, why can’t you just let me be happy,” I screamed back.
“Honey, I want you to be happy. That is why you shouldn’t be with that Hook boy. He is bad news,” She said in a tad bit quieter tone.
“Mom you don’t even know him,” I shot back.
“You are never going to talk to that boy again and that is final. Do you understand me,” She snapped back.
“Yes ma’am,” I mumbled back stomping up to my room. It wasn’t fair, if I liked the boy then why couldn’t I go on a date with him. It’s not like I was marrying him. What was the harm in it? I mean he wasn’t like his father was he was he? He lived on the Isle though which means he is a villain and I have heard some rumors about him before he even got here. Maybe my mom was right, I just need to push my feelings aside and everything will be fine. I soon fell into a deep sleep thinking about Harry.
I walked down the halls of Auradon when I spotted Harry. When he saw me a huge grin spread across his face and he waved at me. I quickly turned around and walked the other way. I felt horrible for doing it but I had too. It was for the best. I quickly walked to my first block class, having to take the longer route so I wouldn’t have to walk passed Harry.
I had successfully avoided Harry all day. He had tried to talk to me but when every he did I would make up an excuse as to why I couldn’t talk or just act like I didn’t hear him. It was the end of the day and I was walking with Ben.
“I just don’t get why you are avoiding him. I know you like him,” He said as we walked.
“Ben you know that my mom doesn’t want me talking to him. Plus he is no good, I mean you have heard the rumors about him,” I tried to reason with him.
“Yes but as you said they are rumors. That doesn’t mean they are true. Oh look who is coming,” Ben stated with a smug smile. I quickly turned to him with a look of panic.
“Well I should be going,” He said as he turned to go. i quickly grabbed his arm making him stop.
“You can’t leave me with him. I will do anything,” I begged him which only caused him to laugh.
“Sorry but I things to do. You’ll thank me later,” He laughed out as he walked away leaving me behind with a sour look on my face.
“Hey,” I heard Harry nervously say.
“Hi Harry,” I said back with no emotion. I practically could feel the uneasiness radiating off his body.
“Why have you been avoiding me,” He asked.
“I haven’t been avoiding you,” I quickly denied.
“Then why is it everytime I call your name you turn away from me and walk away or when I actually get to talk to you, you come up with a reason to leave,” He questioned me.
“I just don’t want to talk to you,” I bitterly stated. It came out way colder than I intended but it was easier this way.
“What do you mean you don’t want to talk to me? You can’t tell me you feel nothing for me,” His voice was full of hurt. I stayed silent, knowing my voice would betray me. He took a few steps forward but I stepped back and help my hands out infront of me.
“Harry please,” I stammered out. Even though I wanted to hug him and tell him I was sorry but I couldn’t.
“We just won’t work out if we did start dating so what is the point?”
“How do you know that? Y/n we could make it work, don’t fight this. Don’t fight us,” He pleaded.
“Harry,” I sighed out.
“Please, just give it a chance. I may not know much about love but I know whatever I feel when I am around you is more than a friendly feel,” He said as he caressed my cheek with his hook.
“I want to, I really do but I just can’t. My mom-,” I started but got cut-off by him.
“Your mom doesn’t control your like y/n. You get to chose who you spend it with,” He said. He was right, she couldn’t decided who I wanted to be with. That was all up to me.
“You’re right, she doesn’t control how I feel. Harry, I want to give this a chance,” I said with a smile. He returned the smile and pulled me into a hug.
“You won’t regret this Y/n.”
A/n I am sorry if this isn’t what you had in mind. I don’t know how I feel about this one but I hope you kind of liked it.
The limousine driver stopped in the middle of the Island’s main square. You sat in the back with your tablet, setting up important meetings and rearranging things the King wanted to have done by the end of the day.
although he already had a crush on you for a while, you just noticed him on one day as you were leaving your History of Pirates and Woodcutters class
you were walking down the halls with a few more people around you when you noticed a boy with white hair and freckled face
you knew who he was: Carlos De Vil
he was walking in the direction you came from, probably going to the class you were, but what caught your attention to him was that he was staring at you
it was until he noticed that you were looking back at him
so he focused his gaze ahead of him, walking so tense that he looked like a robot
that was the time you noticed the campus mutt, Dude, walking beside him
and - surprisingly - talking to him rather loudly
“She totally saw you staring.”
first of all, had the dog just talked?!
and second, was he talking about you? Did Carlos stare at you often?
the next few days you saw him in the hallway, you tried to see if he tried to catch a glimpse of you, but no, he kept looking forward
so you convinced yourself that you probably had misunderstood the situation and that Dude wasn’t even talking about you
but you were right, but Carlos was too nervous to let you know that he was interested in you
the next time you noticed him, it was an afternoon during lunch
coincidentally your group of friends and his were eating in nearby places
and, seeming not to have learned that you could catch him looking at you, Carlos seemed not to care so much about his food as he stared at you
that’s when his friends noticed that
Everyone had noticed that Carlos was a little distracted that afternoon, when he joined the conversation he just let out some murmurs that couldn’t be understood by the others. It was then that Jay noticed that his friend was staring at something (or someone). He followed Carlos’ gaze, spotting a small group sitting next to them, most of them being girls. “Who are you looking at?” Jay couldn’t help but smirk, but De Vil’s boy was so engrossed in his gaze that he didn’t notice he was talking to him. He just turned his attention to his group when Dude spoke. “The girl he likes is right there.” Evie’s eyes widened at that as she turned excitedly to Carlos. “Do you like someone? Who?” Carlos, who was already beginning to panic inside, sent a look to warn Dude not to say anything else. “What?” his voice sounded nervous. “I don’t like anyone, n-no, I don’t know what you’re talking- I wasn’t staring at anyone.” Mal looked at him, raising one eyebrow, clearly not believing. "You were almost drooling, so either you like someone there or they have a chocolate fountain at that table.” she said, gesturing to the table where you were. "And the only chocolate I see around here is the one on your plate.” Jay concluded, grinning as Carlos’ cheeks turned reddish. He was about to deny it again, but sighed, it was useless. “The one with the (F/C) shirt.” he muttered, a grimace on his face. His friends, not bothering to be discreet, looked in your direction, analyzing you. Evie gave you a look of approval. “Why don’t you call her here?” Carlos shrugged. “I’ve never talked to her.” “There’s always a first time for everything.” Jay spoke with a mischievous look in his eyes. Carlos soon realized what he was planning: call you up there and probably tell something embarrassing about the De Vil boy to you, possibly also letting it “slip” that he likes you. “Jay, no-” Jay’s mouth was already open, about to shout something, when Carlos, in an act of desperation, threw his rice at him. A moment of silence followed, Jay giving him that what-the-fuck look before smirking. The next thing the De Vil boy felt was his chocolate being crushed against his face. As if it weren’t enough to have chocolate all over his face in public, he heard laughing. You and your friends were leaving, heading toward them, and you guys were looking at Carlos. Some of your friends laughed, but you just glared at him. As you passed by the Core Four you commented “you shouldn’t waste food like this, you know.” before continuing your way, clearly annoyed. “If you had any chance with her, you don’t have anymore.” Dude said, but he didn’t have to. Carlos was thinking the same thing.
that’s why he took courage to go talk to you when he saw you the other day, explaining that he’d wasted his rice on Jay because he’d really annoyed him - you defined it as a reasonable motive -
you starting to talk and actually becoming friends after this
him discovering that you love animals - especially dogs - and inviting you to take walks with him and Dude
him warning Dude before each walk that he shouldn’t tell you that Carlos is interested in you
Dude loving you and often asking you to rub his belly
you also loving chocolate
and recommending your favorites to him
sometimes he’d find these chocolates and share them with you
him constantly trying to ask you out, but not knowing how to
once he tried to set up a movie night with you and his friends - which his friends coincidentally couldn’t attend to -
but he didn’t know that you had invited your friends to go there since you only knew Carlos and thought it would be awkward
in the end, Carlos was the one who felt super awkward because you were the only person he knew there
Carlos would be such a blessing in your life
him volunteering to fix any device of yours that would break
Jay, tired of seeing Carlos struggling to admit his feelings to you, would volunteer to help
and Carlos would obviously accept since Jay was popular with girls
Jay teaching him many pick-up lines to use with you, saying there was no way to fail
The next day Jay watched from afar as Carlos walked toward you and your group of friends. The De Vil boy was looking as nervous as ever, but he was determined to do that. “Hey (Y/N).” he smiled, trying to sound flirtatious, making your friends giggle. “Hey Carlos.” you frowned, but smiled anyway. “So… are your parents bakers? Because I could sworn we had chemistry.” That made your friends laugh loudly. And you weren’t so different. You bit your tongue lightly, trying to suppress a laugh. What was that kid trying to do? “Um… Okay?” Only at that moment did Carlos realize that he had spoken the pick-up line wrongly. Oh God, he’d mixed up what Jay had told him. He felt his cheeks heat up as he thought of something to fix it. “I meant… I…” it was no use, Carlos just gave a nervous laugh before turning and leaving, extremely embarrassed.
ok, but when Carlos found Jay he was laughing so much at the poor boy
so he moved on and decided to ask for help, this time from Evie, she should understand more of these things than Jay
according to her, girls like boys who know how to dress properly, so they have changed a bit of his looks
If dressing properly meant not breathing properly, Evie got that right. Carlos was sitting at a table, slowly eating his lunch while trying to think. Trying, that outfit was so tight he could barely do that. “You’re not wasting anything, I see.” a sweet voice spoke behind him. He tried to turn around, but he was sure his shirt would rip if he did it. “Hi, (Y/N).” he said, a small smile appearing on his lips with difficulty as you circled the table, standing across from him. “I just saw you sitting here alone and I thought it would be nice to stop and say hi.” you smiled gently. “Hi.” "Yeah, this is really nice of you.” You shrugged, looking at his clothes. “That’s new, isn’t it?” you felt your cheeks heat up slightly when you noticed that his body became so much more… Visible in that outfit. Did his arms have these muscles the day before? “It’s different from what you usually wear. A good different.” Carlos forgot for a moment about how uncomfortable those clothes were. Good different. You had liked it. It seemed like Evie had really got that right. the De Vil boy sighed contentedly. Big mistake; the next thing Carlos heard was the sound of something ripping. His eyes widened when he saw that several parts of his shirt had ripped open. He looked at you, who also had your eyes wide open. “Don’t worry, it’s Evie’s.” You laughed. “It’s Evie’s, like, is it really hers or she made it?” “Evie made it.” he hurriedly said with a smile; he really loved to make you laugh. “She made it.” You smiled, nodding, before looking at the boy’s clothes, feeling your cheeks heat up once more. “I, um… Have to go, yeah, nice talk, see you later.” and just like that you walked away quickly. Carlos frowned. Had he done something? Apart from tearing his own clothes, of course. He looked down, analyzing the damage and felt himself blushing. His puppies underwear could be seen through a hole in his pants.
it seemed that he had embarrassed himself in front of you once again
and now, well, it was Mal’s turn to try to help
and it was certainly the idea that was most likely to fail
according to Mal, girls like big displays of affection, like the musical number that Ben had made for her
so he’d do something similar
he wouldn’t sing, but would express his feelings for you in front of a large audience
the next day he, with Jay’s help, put some speakers on the bleachers and found a microphone to be heard by everyone who would be there
and Evie and Mal were in charge to call some students to go to the Tourney’s field, including you
when you and the others arrived, Carlos was on the bleacher with the microphone in his hands, looking very nervous
but a confident smile appeared on his face when he saw you in the crowd
“(Y/N), I…” he took a deep breath. “There’s something I really want to say, but I’ve never had the guts enough to do it. You’re one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen, I’ve been thinking this for a long time.” he laughed nervously. “And then I got to know you better and I saw that amazing person you are. You’re so nice and fun and kind, Dude adores you and you have the best taste for candy I have ever seen.” he looked passionately at you, ignoring the people whispering around you. “And then I realized that I was and am, definitly and extremely, in love with y- ”
Carlos stopped talking after noticing that you were staring at him with a terrified expression, just like some other people
had his speech been that bad? Maybe he should have followed Jay’s advice and decorated a few cliches and romantic things to say
he noticed that some people were running away from there
and then he heard you shouting “Carlos, get out of there!”
and only at that moment did he notice that some of the speakers were on fire, the flames spreading across the bleachers
and he did exactly what you said: he got out of there
most people were watching what was happening to the bleachers while a few others ran to get help
“Are you ok?!” you asked, running to Carlos. “I’m fine.” he said, watching the chaos he had caused, a frown on his face. He turned to you, feeling more embarrassed than ever, for all he had said and his epic fail. “So much for my big speech.” “I… Um… “ you laughed, feeling awkward for having to tell him that. "Your microphone actually stopped working after you said you had something to say.” “Damn.” he grunted. “Everything always seems to go wrong when I try to impress you.” That got your full attention, making you raise an eyebrow. "Were you trying to impress me?” you recalled his weird behavior from the last days. “You mean those clothes? And that, um… Pick-up line?” Carlos nodded. “I like you.” he said sincerely. "And I wanted you to like me so I could ask you out.” You chuckled, making Carlos’s heart sink for a moment, until he saw a sweet smile appear on your lips. “You could have just asked me, you know.” you came a little closer to him. "I already like you.” you shyly took his hands in yours. “And I’d love to go out with you.” Carlos felt a funny feeling in his stomach as he heard these words and felt your warm hands touching his skin. A smile spread across his face. “A-are you serious?” You nodded, feeling him squeeze your hands. You smiled, totally focused on each other, completely forgetting the chaos in the background. Also missing Evie, Mal and Jay grinning to the scene.