Forbidden Romance; A Harry Hook x Reader fanfiction

Chapter Two; Stress

!!Heads up, there is a panic attack in this chapter!!

Y/N'S PERSPECTIVE

Your eyes flutter open as you feel yourself being shook awake, you roll over, suddenly you feel as though you are falling. You hit the ground with an oof.  You look up to see Uma above you, her hands on your shoulders.

"Thank God, I thought you were dead; I've been trying to wake you up for fifteen minutes!" Her expression was serious, but you could tell she had been worried. 

"awwwwh, you careee, aint that precious?" you tease playfully. You snicker as you see her roll her eyes. Uma sneers,

"I don't care about you, or anyone, frankly. but you are a member of my crew, therefore we wouldn't want the goods to be damaged now, would we? She retorts, you snort. 

"Uma, doll, that's called caring, now get your ass off me, your surprisingly heavy for your size cap'n." She rolls her eyes and stands up and exits the room. leaving you alone in your quarters. 

She stands up, she walks around her room, her fingers brushing against the mantle. 

"Dancing bears, painted wings

Things I almost remember

and a song someone sings

once upon a December..."

She looks around the room and twirls around, suddenly she's in the middle of gorgeous, enchanted lake with a stone gazebo in the center that she was sitting on. beneath her was a checkered picnic blanket with a basket of amazing looking food spread out across it. Next to her was Harry with his arm around her waist, her head leaning on his shoulder.

"Someone holds me safe and warm

horses prance through a silver storm

figures dancing gracefully

across my memory

Someone holds me safe and warm 

horses prance through a silver storm 

figures dancing gracefully

across my memory"

The enchanted lake fades away back to her room, and she sighs, she hugs her arms and finishes.

"Far away, long ago.

glowing dim as an ember

things my heart used to know

things it yearns to remember...

and a song someone sings...

once apon a december."

She sinks to her knees on the floor and lets out a choked sob. she cries for a while, probably half an hour. she starts to calm down and she stands up wiping her eyes. she puts on her hat, grabs her bow, and puts on her necklace before walking over to the chip Shopp. 

When she arrives, she places her sword in sword check, some people give her a weird look, probably because her eyes were red and puffy. She just snarles at them and they back off. She makes her way to the counter where Gil and Harry are eating. She smacks Harry's elbow gently, he moves over a bit, she takes a fry from his plate.

"The princess has finally awoken from her slumber, has she?" The deep, rough, Scottish accent that you've grown to love so much, rumbles through the air.

"Aye." You respond somberly, just hearing his voice, you thought you would cry. You managed to keep it together somehow. You blink away the unfallen tears that had begun to well up in your eyes.

He seems to catch on that something was going on. He stops eating and turns to face you. He gives you a questioning look. You look down, knowing that he knows. Harry gently places his finger under your chin and tilts your head up.

"Lass, what are ye nae sayen?" His accent usually grew thick when he was emotional, especially when he is worried. Thats how you know who he cares about. You sigh, his eyes widen as he sees how red and puffy your eyes are. 

"Uma!" He calls desperately, knowing he's not good at comporting people. Neither is Uma but she can be when she cares about you, which she does FYI. 

"Hmm- oh!" She steps out from behind the counter and pulls you into a tight embrace. You had told her a long time ago; of a vision you had. you had two, actually. One was you having a picnic at a beautiful, enchanted lake in Auradon, cuddling into Harry's shoulder, with his arm around her. The other was you on the plank, over the harbor on the isle, with sharks waiting to eat her alive. Harry was holding the tip of his sword to your chin with an evil grin. 

"Was it the dream again?" She asks softly as she holds your head to her chest, stroking your soft hair. You nod. 

"It was the auradon one though, why the hell would that make me cry?" You ask bitterly. Upset at yourself for being so emotional around so many people. Uma sighs. 

"Perhaps you feel bitter towards something you want, but don't have? Sure, that wouldn't typically be you. But people change all the time. and I'm not saying you have. I'm just saying that even the most innocent and good things on the planet can cause pain for you." Uma mumbles to you quietly. 

"I know what you meant. And I could not agree more with that statement." You let out a long breathy sigh. 

"I wish things weren't this way, we all do. We will support you no matter what." Uma reassures you, confident that her words will convince you.

Harry stands there looking confused as to what the girls were talking about. He Brushes it off as girl talk. He never was one to interfere in other Peoples's lives very much. He also doesn't like to butt in where he doesn't belong. 

That chapter killed my creativity. and my hands and wrists. the dedication was insane. 

917 words y'all.