Chapter 13: Mad Pirate Loves Me

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I'm going to die. I'm going to die. This is all I can think as I race through the alleys of the Isle, a very insane and angry pirate behind me. Harry chases me down alley after alley, people jumping out of the way as they try to avoid us. I riled up his anger, and now I have to pay the price.

"Harry! I didn't mean to get you so mad!" I shout as I round a corner and jump over a guy who is laying on the ground. "I only did it to win! Please, don't kill me!" I turn a corner, noticing to late that this is the same dead end from yesterday. "Shit!"

I turn around, hoping to get out before he got to me, but there he is, standing at the entrance with dark eyes. Well, at least I got to go to the Isle and live a little before I die. Ben, I lied when I said I didn't eat all the chocolate cake. Mal, even though I'm angry with you, you were a great friend and I loved causing mayhem with you. Evie, you can have my clothes, or well, what's left of them. Car-

"You shouldn't have done that, Beasty." Harry says, dangerously calm and snapping me out of my mental will making. He takes slow steps into the alley, and I push myself back against the wall. Please let it be quick. I don't exactly want to bleed out in this dark alley for hours on end. I have things in the afterlife to do.

"Whoops." I say, my voice squeaking again as I try to ease his anger and my nerves.

"I told you not to play this game with me." He says lowly, and towers over me. "I told you I'd end up hurting you." My heart starts up and I almost roll my eyes. This is seriously not the time for my crush to suddenly spring up.

"I'm sorry." I tell him, barely getting the words out and he grins before pinning me to the wall. This seems to be a common thing for us. Rose, not the time to notice pointless details!

"Too late for the, Rosie." Harry brushes his hook against my collarbone, making me gasp and wish I had put on a different shirt that morning. He grins at my reaction, and my heart tells me that he wouldn't actually hurt me. At least, not in a way that would cause fear and death. He's toying with me, and I smirk like the stupid idiot that I am.

"Then do something about it." I whisper and he slams his mouth on mine. I can't hold back the moan this time, and he grabs my hips, pulling me against him more. My fingers dive into his hair, knocking the hat off his head. His hair is softer than I expected it'd be, and I mentally roll my eyes. Not important, Rose.

He growls at me, and his lips leave mine, only for me to feel them on my neck. Moaning again, I move me head to the side to give him more access. This isn't where I had seen myself when I woke up this morning, but I'm not complaining. Soon, his lips find mine again and he bites my bottom lip, causing another moan to come out of me.

"You infuriate me, Rose." Harry says as he kisses me again. "You drive me mad, and when you get me angry like that." His hands come up to hold my face, and he looks me in the eyes, and I nearly melt. "I don't want to hurt you, Beasty." He whispers to me.

"You won't hurt me, Harry. I know you won't." Harry squeezes his eyes shut and shakes his head a little.

"How can you know that? My temper gets the better of me, and I end up hurting everyone around me. How are you so sure that I won't?" I smile softly and kiss him. He kisses me back and groans as I grab his shirt, pulling him closer.

"I know you won't because I trust you. And you aren't going to change my mind, so don't even try." I give him a pointed look as I see him start to say something. He sighs and wraps his arm around my waist, holding me against him. "I also know you won't because I can match you, madness to madness, and you wouldn't be able to unless I asked you to."

"Don't start that game, lass. That's a scary road to go down, and I'm not sure you can handle it." He tells me seriously, and it takes everything in me to not grin at the challenge. He grins anyway, seeing the look in my eyes, and my mouth twitches a bit. "I mean it, Beasty."

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