Captain Styles *UNEDITED VERSION*

Chapter 11

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Isabella's POV:

Harry began to tug me along, his hand wrapping around mine as we exit the bedroom and his office, going onto the main deck. I was half-expecting the crew to be up here, but I was proven wrong. They were probably downstairs in that smelly room.

"Come along, love." Harry says, pulling me toward the stairs that would lead us downstairs. "Where are we going?" I ask him and he flashes me a smile, excitement on his face.

"Our celebration room." He says and my mouth drops a little. They have their own celebration room?? How strange. Shrugging off my thoughts, Harry leads me into the smelly room, but I'm proven wrong yet again as I see nobody here.

I give Harry a questioning look and he just winks, leading me to a closed door that was on the opposite side of the room where we had dined in the night before. Before he even opened it, I could hear music pumping through the doors.

Confusion flooded me as I saw Harry getting excited, opening the door and leading us in. My mouth dropped in absolute astonishment as I saw the room Harry had taken me into.

All of the crew was in here, and there was a record player in the corner, the room was pearly white, the floors were a creamy, shiny tile and it had barrels filled with some sort of liquor in it on the side of the room. This was really fancy...for pirates. "Where did you get a room like this?" I ask him in wonder, looking up at him to see him give me a cheeky grin.

"My secret." He whispers and I huff, about to ask him something else when a loud cheer went up through the crowd of men in the room.

"Captain!!!" They call, welcoming Harry with cheers and shouts. Harry waves at them and pumps his hand in the air, making them all whoop loudly. I giggled at their actions, amused by how they were acting.

A slow song began to play and Harry turned to me, a small grin on his face. "Dance with me?" He asks, kneeling to me slightly and kissing my hand, his eyes never leaving mine the entire time. A blush formed on my cheeks and I nodded my head to him. "Okay." I say and he smiles, leading me out to the dance floor.

Harry puts his arms around my waist, tugging me closer to him as my arms slowly wrap around his shoulder, our height difference making my reach a little complicated, but I didn't say anything, because I wanted to just stay like this for now. It was slightly embarrassing since the entire crew was staring at us, since no one else dared dance to a song like this. But I tried my best to ignore it.

"Why do you have all this amazing stuff?" I ask him curiously and he looks in my eyes, a smile growing on his face. "I have it for special occasions for my crew, and also for people like you." He says, pulling me closer so that our chests were touching.

"Me?" I ask him and he chuckles. "You're a special person, you're the only outsider who's seen this room." He says, his face getting closer to mine. My cheeks began to heat up, blushing at his closeness while he just smirked at me, knowing full well the effect he was having on me.

"Harry..." I trail off, getting distracted by him coming closer to my lips. He's going to kiss me....The slow song ended, and it was like I snapped out of a trance, because I accidentally stumbled backwards, Harry catching me so I didn't fall. Blushing from embarrassment, I watched as he pulled me upright, a smirk on his face.

"Do you want a drink?" He asks and I nod my head to him. He leaves me alone and heads off to the barrels and I pray that he gets me something that would taste good.