Jack sparrow X OC (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 14

We stood there staring into each other's eyes, waiting to see which one of us would speak first. Finally, he broke the silence "what are your intentions?" he whispered, not wanting to break the intimacy of the moment. "What do you mean?" I asked, confused by his question. The deck around us was silent until someone sneezed, causing the both of us to snap out of our trance and look at the people around us. Everyone's eyes were on us, and no one made a sound. Suddenly, Jack cleared his throat, causing everyone to jump, including me. "What are the lot of you doing standing around staring? Get back to your posts!" In seconds, everyone was stumbling to get back to their jobs. "Why don't we continue this conversation elsewhere," he said, staggering towards the stairs to go below deck.

I slowly followed him until we got to the entrance of his room. Then he stopped suddenly and turned to me. "Now you can answer the question, love," he said, squinting his eyes at me. I shrugged. "I don't have an answer. I got caught up in the moment, and that's all it was." I said, looking at my feet, hoping he wouldn't see through the lie.
I heard his boots pound against the ground, slowly getting closer. He put his pointer finger under my chin and tilted my head up to face him. I could smell the rum on his breath mixed with something else that I didn't recognize. "I might be crazy, but I'm not an idiot, I don't know much about women, but I know they rarely do things without having some form of intentions behind it." He slurred his eyes, looking over my face for some kind of emotion.

I took a deep breath and worked up the courage to look him in the eyes. "I was drunk and acted on impulse. If there was any reason why I kissed you, I do not know what it is," I lied, hoping he would believe it. I could see in his eyes that he didn't, but he seemed to let it go. He took his finger off my chin and straightened his hat. "Very well then, but if I find that you are trying to do something that separates me from my treasure, I will have you and your friend thrown overboard. He said, his face emotionless. I gulped and nodded as he turned and started to walk away.

He stopped as if he thought of something and suddenly turned toward me, walking in my direction again. He leaned in, his lips coming towards mine, and I couldn't help but lean in towards him, too. Then he pulled back and smirked. "If you had only kissed me because you were drunk, you wouldn't be leaning towards me now." I could tell that even though he was smirking, there was something real in his eyes that kept drawing me in. I finally let my body take control and do what it had longed to do since I first met him in Tortuga. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him towards me , hesitating right before our lips touched. He wrapped his arms around my waist and connected our lips.

I had only been kissed this way by one person before and never thought I would kiss anyone this way again. But at this moment, I knew that my feelings for Jack were more than just attraction. I felt one of his arms leave my waist as he grabbed the keys to his room, and we broke apart just long enough for him to find the right one. At that moment, my head caught up with what would happen once we entered that room. I pulled away and couldn't help but notice the hurt that flashed in his eyes. "I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to, but I can't, not yet, at least," I said, tears filling my eyes once again. I must be about to start my cycle because there is no other reason for me to be this emotional, I thought, embarrassed about how weak I must seem to him.

He unlocked the door and gently took my hand, bringing me into the room with him. "Jack, I said no" My voice started to shake, thinking about what might happen now that we were out of sight. To my surprise, all he did was pull me into his arms and hold me tightly to his chest. I couldn't hold back anymore and let out all the feelings I had felt since I stepped foot on the ship and probably before as well. I began to sob, not a cute, pretty sob like ladies were supposed to but a loud, unattractive sob. Jack began to rub my back and kiss the top of my head, whispering comforting words that seemed very out of character for him. My legs began to grow tired, and he must have noticed because he led me to the bed, and we both sat while I continued to cry.

Finally, what felt like hours later but was most likely only a few minutes, I was finished. He pulled out his dirty handkerchief and handed it to me. I wiped my eyes and then returned it to him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let my emotions get to me like that," I said, looking at him yet avoiding his eyes. He cupped my face and forced my eyes to meet his. "it takes a strong person to show real emotions instead of hiding them away. Running away from them is what makes you a coward; trust me, I would know," he said, and I could see the sadness in his eyes. I couldn't help but pull him in and give him a hug that I hoped could ease some of his sorrow. "You don't have to hide them while you're around me," I said, and I realized that it was true. I wanted to be the person that he could be vulnerable with and open up to about his problems. He smiled and nodded, accepting my word and taking them to heart.