Submerged (Mermaid Harry Styles fanfic)

seaventeen

STORYWRITER'S NOTE

I am still highly uncomfortable with myself from that last update smut scene. I'm sorry I've taken away some of your innocence you may or may not have had. Anyway there's only 3 or 4 chapters left until I'm going to end this because i want it more like a short story. This chapter is just like a little filler one to lead up to the dRaMA.  also the last chapter I almost named sexteen but i decided I had a sliver of self dignity left and I didnt. So I had to name this one seaventeen.

Anywave I hope you enjoy!!!!!!!!

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“I think I love you.”

My water sucking hitched. Did he really just say that? Did I love him back? We had just done the sead. Was I really that good? I had to answer him soon. He was staring into me with those dam seaweed green eyes. I clenched my eyes together.

“Thanks.” I mentally slapped myshellf with a dolphin’s tail several times.

His face dropped. “Well, you’re welcome,” he smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

Cod, why did I always say the wrong things? And why did I have to make everything awkward?

“Harry……”

“No you don’t have to say it back if you don’t mean it.”

“Harry….”

“No, Waverly don’t say it if you don’t mean it. Please,” he swam up from my large clam bed quickly. I pulled my kelp covers over my chest. I didn’t feel like I could be taken seriously with my sea cups out and all over the place.

“Harry, can you hand me my clam bra?”

He swam over and grabbed it from being slung over Click Click’s cage. I had to get another cage for Usealys because I didn’t trust him and Click Click by themselves. I didn’t want to be a grandmother either.

He thumbed over the shell of the bra. Then a smirk came to his perfectly sculpted face, “Why should I?”

I laughed, “I need it to cover my sea cups.”

“Nah, I think you look great without it.”

My cheeks flushed a red like they always do. “Harry. Give it.”  I would get it myself but I couldn’t swim with the coral reef injury.

“I don’t think so.”

I squinted my eyes at him. I huffed into the ocean currents. He swam back over to me and bent down to my ear and whispered. “You’re going to have to do something else before you get it back.”

I pulled him on top of me. “Whatever must I do?”

“Round two?”

“Is that all?” He smashed his lips onto mine.

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After round two we laid in my large clam bed. For half of the time we didn’t say anything until Harry asked about my child fishhood.

“I had a pretty okay young fishhood. I mean my father was the king of the sea. I always had everything I wanted. I always had my sisters to hang out with. Although not so much anymore because they always steal my merman. Let’s sea. My school fishperience was alright. I got good grades. I was always better than all of the fish there anywave so that’s probably why. What was your fishhood like, Harry?”

He shifted in the bed before saying, “Well I grew up in Cheshire, England. I had an older sister her name is Gemma. We were always close as children because my father left our family. So it was just my mum, Gemma, and me. But my mum met another guy, his name is Robin he’s pretty cool.
I always sang as a child and when I was younger I had this band called the White Eskimos. We didn’t really make it that far. When I was sixteen I went and auditioned for a talent competition. I made it through the auditions but further on in the competition they wouldn’t take me as a solo act. They decided to put me in a band called One Direction. Those were the lads you saw on the ship. They are all really close mates of mine. At sixteen is really when my childhood ended because since that audition I’ve been doing what I did before I fell of that boat. We’ve been touring all around the world and doing what we do best.” He finished with a smile.

“Aww Harry, that’s cute.”

He kissed the top of my head as a thank you and we continued on to talk aboat everthing ranging from our favorite sea animals to our most embarrassing moments. I laughed more than I had ever before. If I hadn’t started to fall in love with Harry before then I sure was now.

A little part of me kept telling myshellf not to fall in love with him because he was just going to leave. But another part of me was setting a shark free to eat that side.

It felt like hours of just talking, getting to know each other, and some other inappropriate things. The seaknob on my door started to giggle. I didn’t have time to get my clam bra on before somefish walked through the door.

“Whale, whale, whale, what do we have here?”