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3. 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐞

"𝑾𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚?
 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚?"

General POV:

Bridget watched as Hook kissed his, wait was she to him again? Oh right, 'just the girl he was having sex with'. Well, anyways, she watched as he kissed Isabel goodbye. Watching the scenes play out was like literal torture. Bridget tried to avoid making disgusted faces as it would make it obvious that she didn't like the idea of Hook and Isabel being together, so she brushed it off and pulled a straight face. 

"See ya later, bye. Bye-bye." Hook said, in between smiling at Isabel and kissing her at the same time as she shut the door on him. As soon as she was gone though, his smile dropped. Weird...

"So, shall we get going princess?" Hook said, turning to Bridget as he clasped his hands together, loudly. Bridget shuddered at the sudden loud noise. "Oh, sorry princess. Didn't mean to scare you."

"It's fine but can we wait just a minute longer, Hook? I need to give Morgie his jacket back but I think he's in the bathroom." Bridget said, moving her head around, searching for any trace of him.

"Oh, look little Morgie's there. There he is, just look at him running down the corridor."

"Hey, sorry it took me a while." Morgie said, stopping infront of Bridget, who had his jacket held out infront of her. "Oh, Bridget. You can keep it, it looks like you'll need it 'cause it's raining heavy as shit right now."

"Oh, gosh no! It's fine, it's yours anyways, why would I take it?" She said, trying to give it in his hands but he shoved it back into her hands.

"Please, Bridget. I insist." He said, this time more certainly. "I want you to have it."

"Oh, really? Well, thank you! Do you, uh, want anything in return?" Bridget said, innocently looking up at Morgie, taking it off of his hands gently.

Hook stared at Morgie in shock, his eyes widened as he'd never seen Morgie be this persistent in wanting to give someone something and assertively giving it. Morgie was the type of guy that just let anything happen to him - he'd never speak up when people treated him horribly as he'd have his crew to defend him so this was strange to Hook. His suspicions were raised when all of a sudden, he wrapped the jacket around her and gave her a tight hug. Hook could feel his body tense up, clenching his jaw tightly as he watched. Was he, jealous...? No, no he couldn't be. He already has his everyday hook up buddy (don't ask, i have no clue on what to call her 💀) so why would he be? Still, he rolled his eyes finding it to be unbearable to watch them hug for so long.

"Oh, I love hugs so much! Thank you for the jacket again." Bridget said, finally letting go of him. She was still dazed by the sudden interaction she'd just had with him - she never expected someone like Morgie, a VK to hug someone like her? The princess of Wonderland? Odd...

"Yeah, no worries. Bye, Bridget." Morgie said, waving at her as she began to walk away.

"Bye, Morgie. I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Bridget said, opening the door to leave. Hook followed closely behind her as she continued smiling.

"So are you gonna tell me or am I going to have to ask him myself? Eh?" Hook teased, smirking as he looked at her smiling face, waiting for her response.

"What do you mean, Hook? Tell you what?" She said, acting confused. She obviously knew what he meant by that but she wanted to her his take on the situation. Deep down, she wanted to know if he was jealous, which seemed kinda silly but at the same time, she was just looking out for herself.

"I mean, what's the deal with you and Morgie, huh? You got somet' to tell me, princess?" Hook said, opening the door to the building. They were in their building now and their dorm room was on the sixth floor, meaning they had to take the lift. (elevator for all the Americans out there) 

"Oh silly Hook, there is nothing between us, and there's no story to tell! He's just really nice to me and I really like him, alot actually." Bridget said, looking down at the floor still smiling. Hook rolled his eyes after hearing her say those words. Did she really like him? There's no way. Hook pressed the button on the lift and it finally opened. They entered at the same time and he knew this was the perfect opportunity to tease her about it. 

"So you like him, princess? So that means you've got a crush on him? Okay, I see how it is-" Hook said trying to finish his sentence off but she had stopped him from continuing on. She didn't want him to think that she did like Morgie, otherwise she'd never have a chance with him. He smirked as he watched her cheeks flush.

"No, no! It's not like that, not at all." She said, waving her hands 'no' but he just chuckled lightly. There was no use in telling him that he had the wrong idea about her and Morgie, he was going to hang onto her words for a long time.

"So, tell me then, darling. What is it like?" He said, whispering as he got closer to her, until he was no further than an inch away from her neck. Her back was now against the wall and to her, everything else was getting stalled. Her chest heaved up and down as her breaths became more quick and heavy. Was he really doing this right now? Was Bridget dreaming? She began to blink violently in hopes that this was all just a dream but it wasn't - it was her reality.

"Uh, I, uhm-" She stuttered, finding it hard to even speak English anymore. Just then, the lift door had opened so now she had a distraction to move on from this topic as it was becoming too much for her - no wait, it wasn't the topic. It was him that was becoming too much for her. No-one had ever made her feel that way, especially with him being that close to her? It felt like a dream. "Oh look, the doors have, uh, opened. Let's, uhm, go back to our room."

"Alright, princess. Whatever you say." Hook smirked once again, watching as she dared not to look back at him as he knew she would literally melt on the spot. He knew she was getting flustered - it wasn't that hard to see that she was beginning to breathe heavily and stutter a lot more. He knew exactly what he was doing and he loved watching her reaction to the things he did to her. He knew she had, to a certain degree, some feelings for him and he was going to use that to his advantage.