Roses and Hooks /// Harry Hook

Chapter 11: New Friends

Slowly spinning around as I look through the small end to the alley, I can't find him. Where did he go? Did he turn invisible? Sprout wings and fly away? That sounds really cool in all honesty. Growing more and more confused, I stop in the middle of the alley, trying to figure out where he could have disappeared to.

"Got you!" I yelp as I feel arms wrap around my waist and pick me up off the ground. Hook is laughing as he spins me around in the air, and I nearly cry in relief. I really thought I was being kidnapped by a random person. He puts me down and I punch his shoulder.

"That's for making me chase you!" I hit his other shoulder. "And that's for scaring me." He grins at me and grabs my wrists before I could hit him again. He pulls my wrists forward and up, holding them at his shoulder height. This, of course, make my tiny frame stumble forward and allows him to tower over me. Again.

"Oh, but you had fun, didn't you lass?" He says, and I glare at him, though I know there's no fire behind it. "Now, don't give me that look, or I'll have to do something about it." I see that look in his eye again, and I wonder what exactly he has in mind. The thought of him doing anything to me has my heart racing and my knees nearly giving out. Seriously, what is he doing to me? How can a single look from him have my heart speeding like this. Is this what Ben felt when he saw Mal?

"What would you do?" I ask him, my voice a quiet whisper. I'm never a quiet person, yet this boy has managed to reduce me to a quiet, frazzled mess. He leans his head down, keeping my arms raised. I can feel his breath on my ear, and I stuck in a breath.

"I'd do whatever you wanted me to." My brain has fried. No joke, my brain is so frazzled and spinning that I can't say anything even if I knew what to say. What does he mean he'd do whatever I wanted? Do I even know what I want? What exactly would he do?

He pulls back slowly and grins at me before letting my wrists go and stepping back. Did I do something wrong? Wait, why do I want to even be close to him like that? Is this what people call a crush? Is that what I have? I still don't even know his name. How can I have a crush on someone I don't know?

"Hook got your tongue?" He asks me, and I glare at him. He's the one messing with my head. He's the one who keeps acting like he wants something from me only to back away. He's the one that I can't get out of my head, no matter how hard I try. I watch his eyebrow raise as he holds out his hand. "I believe I should get you to the end of your little treasure hunt, don't you?"

I completely forgot about that. I had got so caught up in the chase and him that I forgot that I actually had a mission. How could he make me forget? I look at him with narrowed eyes and grab his hand. He just keeps grinning, that look still not leaving his eyes, and pulls me out of the alley. Walking hand in hand, I watch as he laughs at people who jump away from him in fear. He likes the way they run, just like I did with that man in the other alley. Am I like him? Or is he like me?

"What's your name?" I ask him. He looks back at me with a grin and keeps walking.

"Was wondering when you'd ask that, Beasty." A shiver goes down my back at the way he says the nickname, and I have to bite my tongue to keep from gasping. This man has seriously got me twisted and messed up in the most beautiful way possible.

"Well?" My voice wavers a bit as it comes out, and I try to play it off like I have something stuck in my throat. Please tell me he didn't notice. If he did, he has made no indication, and I hate not knowing.

"Well, what?" He asks, his grin widening. He did that just to frustrate me. I know he did, which is why I won't let him have that satisfaction. I shrug my shoulders, and grin back. Two can play this game.

"Well, I just wondered why you haven't kissed me yet." The boy stumbles as he trips over air, his face stunned as he looks at me. I have to swallow my laughter at the sight and force my grin to stay in place. He stares at me before a grin comes on his face and a new sense of madness enters his eyes. Oh, shit. What did I just start? He pins me to the wall next to us, and I curse myself. I really should stop messing with the boy who is clearly more insane than me.