****AUTHORS NOTE****
Hello. If your reading this it means I'm not writing for myself YAY. I would just like to say before we get started this is my first book I've written so don't get pissed if you don't like it. Please leave good criticism in the comments bellow saying things I can improve on but I don't want comments like "u suck" so just keep them to yourselves :) and I don't mind when people say "update" cause it actually tells me that some one wants to read the next chapter, as I don't expect to many people to read this (well actually no one).
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***Natasha's POV***
I can hear the cheering and yelling. My butler opens the limousine door and I climb out. I gasp at the view of the gigantic cruise boat in front of me. I knew it was going to be big but not this big. Next out is my prick of a mother and my soon to be husband I suppose.
"I don't see what all the fuss is about," I say just to annoy him. " It doesn't look any longer then the Mortimer."
You see I don't like him he is a rich, spoiled jerk, yet I have no choice of my future as my mum has it all laid out in front of me. She only wants me to marry him because of his filthy money and me being the well brought up girl that I am, has to be well mannered and shit. If only mum knew what went on in my head.
"People can say that about other things, Natalia but not about the Titanic." Louis says to me. God I hate my name. Every one calls me Natalia and I hate it, just because I'm rich doesn't mean I cant have nicknames as well, seriously.
"Its over 100ft longer then Mortimer," He breaks me out of my thoughts, "and far more luxurious."
"Your daughter is far too difficult to impress, Bethany." He mumbles to my mother, loud enough for me to hear .
She laughs that horrible laugh of hers. It sounds almost like a cackle really.
"So this is the ship they say is unsinkable," Her posh voice says.
"It's so unsinkable that God himself cannot sink this ship." She gets as a reply.
As we walk past we see servants go through a health expection. Getting checked for lice and making sure they don't have any contagious flues that us snobs might get. I mentally laugh at myself for calling my self a snob.
I board the cruise with Louis linked on my arm. I have to say he is quite hot but his personality is not. We have nothing in common at all, and I feel as if I have been forced into this relationship by my mother, well I am. I see all my bags getting lunged on the ship, behind me and my limousine getting towed up on to the boat to storage.
We get welcomed onto the boat by more slaves.
To everyone else it was the ship of dreams, to me it was a slave ship taking me back to America in chains. Outwardly I was everything a well brought up girl should be, inside I was screaming.
***Harrys POV***
I hear the horn of the ship outside. I better wrap this game up. I am sitting here inside of a pub with my best friend Zayn, putting every last penny we own into a game of poker. Me and Zayn against the two German men.
They mumble something to each other in German .
''Harry, you are nuts, you have put down everything we have." Zayn reminds me and I take a puff on the cigarette in my hand.
"When you got nothing, you got nothing to loose." I say trying to calm him down but I know we have this in the bag. Soon I will be going home to America. I think and look out the window of the pub, out to the ship that will take me back home. Not that I have one though. I can't believe these idiots put down their tickets.
Olave puts his cards down, nothing.
Zayn puts his cards down, nothing.
Sven has a 2 pair.
I decide to play a little joke. I gasp, and try not to laugh as I see the 2 German men's faces. They think they won.
"ohoh," I say to add the effect.
"Im sorry Zayn...." I start only to get cut off.
"What do you mean your sorry? We bet all our money.." He starts raising his voice but this time I cut him of.
"I'm sorry " I start again ," your not going to see your mum for a long time," I pause for effect "because were going to America."
"Full house boys." I say, well scream.
"YEAH BOI!" Zayn jumps around like he just won the lotto.
The whole pub starts cheering while we jump around like maniacs.
I start to collect the money off the table when the bigger man out of the two grabs me by the collar cursing in German, he clenches his fist till its white and pulls it up like he is going to punch me, I close one eye and wait for the contact but to my surprise he goes and punches his mate. Every one in the pub laughs. I kiss the tickets then hug Zayn.
"IM GOING HOME!" I yell.
The German man is on top of his mate punching and saying something in German, hell knows what.
"I go to America!'' Zayn says with his strong Italian accent.
"No mate," the bartender say pointing to the clock up high on the wall," Titanic go to America in 5 minutes."
SHIT.
**** Authors Note****
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yea I decided to make a story on my faverioute movie but with different characters and points of views but its probably going to end a bit difrent I will update as soon as I now a few people have read it. yea.
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