Submerged (Mermaid Harry Styles fanfic)

thirteen

STORYWRITERS NOTE

I don't feel like I'm author but a story teller to you all. I am happy to grace your lives with this great story I make up. This chapter is really a Valentine's fluff update but I think its cute.

It's Friday the 13th and this is the 13th chapter and 13 is my lucky number so yeah I thought you might need to know that tidbit of information. 

Anyways I hope you enjoy!

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“It’s not what it looks like!”

I quirked an eyebrow.

“She came onto me! She heard you coming back and kissed me!” Harry clamed.

I looked to Mafisha. She was staring at everything but me. What a beach. She always did this with all my merman friends.

“Mafisha,” I growled out. She was really ancoring me.

Silence.

I had had enough. I lunged towards Mafisha. I grabbed her luscious long hair and pulled it hard towards the sand floors. I hit her repeatedly with my tail. I could hear her cries for help, but I ignored them. The beach had it coming to her. Right before I had plunged my tail back on her I felt something pull me back. I swung my arm back and hit a hard chest. I turned my head slightly to see Harry pulling me away from Mafisha. I whacked her hard one more time on her fins.

“OW!” She seached, “I THINK YOU BROKE MY FIN!”

I was breathing heavily. Air bubbles surrounded me showing I had done great fishical activity. That had to be more exercise than I had ever done before. Not even in Fishical Education had I been so out of breath.

“What the shell is going on here?!” My father yelled from the doorway.

Nobody said anyfin.

“Well?” He looked angry.

“Waverly attacked me!”

“More like you attacked Harry’s lips.”

“GIRLS. You are fishters. Make up. You weren’t mermade to fight.”

I just glared at her.

“Come on Mafisha your fin looks weird,” he took he out of the room and probably to the infishery.

I let out a loud huff and flopped onto my large clam bed. I wasn’t even sorry about hurting her. I forgot about Harry until he flopped down beside me.

I sent a glare in his direction.

“I’m sorry Waverly. She just came onto me!”

My dark sand colored eyes shot shark toothes in his one direction.

“Waver-“ I cut him off.

“Get out.”

“What?” he asked shocked.

“Get out.”

His face held a hurt expression. He slowly hovered up and swam to the door. He shot one last glance in my direction before going out.

I let out a frustrated scream into the ocean current. I lay there on my large clam bed thinking out what to do next. I turned towards my doorway and saw brown curls swirling around in the waters.

“Harry I told you to get out.”

“Where am I supposed to go?”

“I don’t know. Find Arabella or something.”

He then disappeared again. Hopefully fish real for now.

I was so confuzzled aboat all of this. First Harry says he likes me and kisses me. Then he’s in my room doing the same with Mafisha. I did not need another Donafin.

I was thinking for some time before I saw a struggling Mafisha go down the hall. It looked like she had a kelp boot on her fin.

She sent a death look my way. I smirked at her and she rolled her eyes and slammed her door.

Served the beach right.

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I was going through my newest fashion kelpizine when Arabella knocked on my door. I just stared at her.

“Waverly I’m sorry.”

“I’ve been hearing that a lot today.”

She puffed before going on, “Look I found Harry wondering about and he found a friend that he wants you to meet as an apology.”

What? A friend?

“Alright,” I apprehensively agreed.

“Come on in, Harry.”

In swam Harry holding something behind his back.

“Who’s this friend you have?” I asked looking at him skeptically.

He answered by pulling his hand forward to reveal a green crab. The crab had striped eyebrows and held green grapes in his claws.

My eyes widened. This was one of the cutest crabs ever.

I scooped the green creature into my hands. “Where did you find him?!” I asked in a higher pitched voice. You couldn’t find many crabs around here. I had found Click Click while going to see what the ships were like. She was waddling on the sea floor towards a grape vine. She was struggling to pluck a grape off the vine so I helped her. I was going to leave her there until she clicked onto my tail and road it wherever I went that day. Since then I’ve kept her as my best friend.

“The little guy was wondering around with some green grapes,” He said with a smile, “I thought he’d make a nice friend for Click Click.”

“But you hate Click Click.”

“But I like you and you like Click Click.”

I rose my irises to look at him. He was smiling hopefully.

“That’s sweet, Harry.”

He smiled back with his dimples coming into view.

“Now what’s his name?”

“Usealys.” (Pronounced U- sea-liss)

I stroked the new crab and asked Arabella to get Click Click. I didn’t know how Click Click would react to the new crab.

“He won’t let go of his grape. I tried and all he did was clop onto me.”

“Click Click is like that with her grapes.”

Arabella swam over with Click Click in her palms. Usealys’s eyes bulged out when he saw Click Click.  She just stared at him for a while then she reached her claw out and clicked the air. I nodded to Arabella to bring her closer knowing the click was an approval.

They were placed face to face. They stared at each other. All of a sudden Usealys motions out his green grape to Click Click. A gasp escapes the room. Everyfish knows when a crab gives their grape away to another crab it is true love.

“So Waverly,” Harry stammered out.

“Will you ofishially be mine?”