Pirates of the Caribbean Imagines and One Shots

James Norrington - Don't walk away

Once you'd started getting ready for the evening meal, you didn't stop. Adding different things, taking different things away. You enjoyed the way you felt when you wore your best dress, your hair in a fancy long do, and a small amount of makeup your parents allowed.

As you decorated the stairs, you saw that Elizabeth was waiting for you. Both of you got into the carriage and went on your way.

"You're going to have to stop being such a flirt," Elizabeth said to you.

"It's not something I can turn off,"

"It's hardly appropriate when some of these men are twice our age, married or have kids,"

"Half the time, I don't even like them!" You half shouted, in a playful way.

"And what about the other half?"

The evening was cool, a light breeze drifting through, it chilled your bare arms but you didn't mind. The dark green dress that adorned your figure flittered amid the moonlight in some places. Every time you went out, your mother and father made sure you represented the family well.

"We have arrived,"

Two butlers came and escorted you and Elizabeth out of the carriage, leading you into the dancing room full of proprietorial idiots with their wealth and possessions. You and Elizabeth headed straight for the buffet snatching some of the fancy cakes and biscuits, the fine wine and liquors. Sure, you had to be elegant and graceful, but food and drink here was free. So, you took advantage of it.

"Where the commodore?" you asked Elizabeth.

"Are you going to flirt with him?"

"Of course I am, have you seen that man. He's fine as hell,"

She giggled to herself. "Yeah... not my type,"

"Shame, really is. He likes you, you know,"

"Not interested," she stuffed her face with some cream puff pastry.

"Seriously, Elizebeth. Okay, as long as you don't mind me going on a man hunt,"

"Not at all, be my guest," as she finished her pastry she shouted after you. "Wait! I'm coming with you."

As you roamed the different hallways, being greeted by all different people you didn't know, asked to dance, having to say no. You finally found him, talking to cutler Beckett.

"You need to flirt with Beckett, so I can speak with Norrington. Okay?"

"Sometimes, you sound so silly,"

"And if I wasn't silly, would it work?"

"Hmm, good point."

As you walked toward them, you made a small wave toward Beckett. He gave you a small smile, and Norrington turned around, already having his eyes trained on Elizabeth. It made you sick. But, you never let it get between the both of you. The fact he liked Elizabeth was out of your control.

Another butler came through, and you took all four drinks off of his plate, handing them between you all.

"I think, we should make a toast. To, Commodore Norrington,"

You all cheered. Beckett and Norrington sipped the glasses, but you and Elizabeth downed them down the hatch. You dabbed your mouth, realising you were in public.

"Elizabeth, that wasn't very polite,"

"Says you," she started hiccuping. You gave her a pat on the back, then giving it a big whack. "Ow!"

"Sorry!"

Turned out you were both a little tipsy already.

"Well, I have to say this, James. Can I call you James?"

"Yeah, sure?"

"You have stunning eyes," you paused, just looking in his eyes. Yes, you were very tipsy. "They're like small oceans, that are watching me... sooooo closely. It's weird, these blue things are beautiful. I've heard that the cannibals..."

"Shut up Y/N, we're in public," she slapped her hand lazily on your mouth.

You licked it, and started laughing. "Dont tell me to shut up, miss Swann, you're a terrible example too,"

"Pfft," she hiccuped again. "We're both lightweights."

James and Beckett were laughing, moving to walk away. "Dont walk away! Norrington, get your butt back here."

They both laughed and continued walking, running toward him, holding your dress up.

"What?" he asked, seemingly annoyed with you.

What a buzzkill.

"Man alive! You're really boring aren't you. Never mind, I need a more fun suitor."