Harry hook x readers (one shots and 2 parters)

The five times I got punched in the mouth and the one time I got kissed.

-request from tumblr-

This is in first POV because it felt right idk. Male! Sparrow! Reader.

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It was safe to say Harry and I hated each other. Not sure why we did but we did...didn't help that our fathers hated each other too.

Captain Jack Sparrow and Captain James Hook's rivalry was almost as legendary as Uma and Mal's rivalry, constant bickering, fighting, territory wars, the whole nine yards. And in relation, Harry and I weren't exactly the best of friends either.

I think It all started when we were 4, dad, or Captain Jack Sparrow ~ as he's known, were just-walking through the dock market area when we ran into Harry and his dad, honestly, I don't remember what Dad and Hook started squabbling about but one minute I was standing by my dad and then next I was on the floor, bleeding from my mouth, a tooth on my tongue.

I looked up, jaw clenched to see Harry giving me a nasty grin, his fist at his side. Before either of our fathers could stop us, though I'm sure Hook wouldn't have, I had launched myself at Harry and tackled him to the ground, whamming my small, not very pudgy, fists into his face-the boy screaming his head off as he threw his hands back at me.

Eventually, my father plucked me off of Harry and threatened Harry's father to keep his son away from me, his gun drawn as he stalked away from the market with me under his arm, my face still facing Harry and I stuck my tongue out at the other boy while he glared back, both of our faces bloody and reddening with bruises.

That's what started our personal rivalry.

After that, Harry and I hated each other-almost as much as Mal and Uma hated each other. There wasn't a moment of calm between us, the moment we saw each other-swords were drawn and hands were thrown. More often than not, our friends would have to pull us off each other.

"Fuck you you fucking cunt boot-licking squid fucker!" I hissed at Harry while Gil dragged him back, Morgana Barbossa's hand around my collar to keep me back while Harry glared back at me, his eyes gleaming red.

"Say that again ye monkey lover!" He snapped back, lunging at me though Gil was stronger and kept the boy back.

"Squid fucker!" I said with a snarl and pain exploded in my mouth again as Harry launched at me, his fist connecting with my mouth for the 2nd time. "FUCK!"

Morgana and Gil just sighed, letting Harry and I brawl it out on the wharf floor.

That happened when we were...11 I think. We were always at each other's throats, smack talk, mean pranks, stealing each other's stuff-all of it, it was constant, not a moment of peace between Harry and I. however, there were the constant brawls due to rivalry, and then there were the major fights, like turf wars or even when one of us said something that went too far.

We were 14 and I think I had said something about his mother, who had been a neverland mermaid, and I didn't really say something...nice, but nice wasn't in our vocabulary, but one moment I was sitting at one of the tables in the chip shop-the next I was on the floor, my mouth bloody and a tooth in my cheek, looking up at Harry-who looked downright ready to murder me.

"TALK ABOUT ME MOTHER LIKE THA' AGAIN AND I'LL STRING YE GUTS FROM THE MAST!" Harry screamed, and for once I was speechless, I had never seen him that-upset before. He kicked me in the gut and then threw me and my crew out of the chip shop after that, I didn't retaliate, landing with a grunt as I rolled off the stairs.

"Note to self don't insult Harry's mom," Oliver Gibbs muttered as he rubbed the back of his head. my crew muttered in agreement, all getting up from the waterlogged docks and began to walk away from the chip shop, Gibbs turning back when he noticed I hadn't followed yet. "captain!"