⋆˚࿔ If Only 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ❨ Eng. version ❩

𝟏𝟓. 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

The sycamore tree, the place where Hook had confessed his true feelings for Bridget to his "acquaintance," the god of death.

That was the place where the overwhelmed pirate ran.
He could barely stand, he was breathing heavily and his head was pounding.

Bridget, who was running after him, stopped at the moment she saw Hook with his back turned.
The pirate was facing the tree, he had his forehead leaning on the trunk, his hand on his chest, trying to catch his breath.

The princess of hearts slowly approached him.
— James, please. Let me help you. — she said as she tried to touch the pirate's shoulder but he moved before Bridget could touch him.
— I told you to stay away from me! I don't want you near me! You are irritating me! — he screamed as he continued to turn his back.

But this time Bridget didn't back away, she didn't get scared. The princess looked determined and only uttered a simple answer that made the pirate turn around.
Hook looked at her surprised.
— No. — Bridget exclaimed.

The pirate walked towards her quickly, his breathing still agitated and sweat dripping down his forehead.
— No? Are you deaf? I said I don't want you around! Piss off! — he answered exasperated.
— I heard you loud and clear. But I'm not going to do it, I'm not leaving. — the princess explained.
Hook simply turned his back on her frustrated.

— I think you want to push me away because you're feeling it again. And I want you to know that I feel it too. James, I always felt it, ever since we bumped into each other in the hallway. It was unexpected and painful but also... magical. — Bridget continued, slowly approaching him.

Hook ran his hand through his hair, he was overwhelmed and felt weak.
— I felt it on our date at the Jolly Roger and when we danced a few moments ago. I know you felt it too. Don't ignore me. Please. — the princess's voice was soft and gentle.

Bridget reached out her hand towards him and Hook turned to look at her, the pirate's eyes were glazed over, he looked confused, lost.
— I... I don't know what's wrong with me. — the pirate confessed as he wiped away a tear that was falling down his cheek with his hand. He felt ashamed.

— It's love James. You're in love. And I am too.— explained the princess holding the pirate's hand in hers.
— I don't know what love feels like. — Hook said almost in a whisper, his gaze fixed on the girl in front of him.
— Maybe I can teach you. — added Bridget while smiling at him, her eyes shining.

The pirate nodded slowly and the princess began to lean towards him, and little by little she let go of his hand so she could rest it on Hook's face.

The last thing the pirate could hear her say was "come back to me", almost like a whisper on the wind, possibly he wouldn't have heard her if he hadn't been so close.
The pink-haired girl closed her eyes and joined her lips with his in a simple but tender first kiss.