Captain Styles (Larry stylinson Mpreg)

Chapter 1: Discovering Him

"Captain Styles," Niall said cautiously.

He looked into the Captain of the ships quarters eyes. Niall was the Captains' first mate of their pirate ship named One Direction. It was the deadliest ship in the sea.

"I'm sorry to wake you, but we have ran into a bit of a problem Sir."

Harry grumbled sleepily as he rubbed his eyes, slowly sitting up to look at the blonde pirate.

"And what would that problem be?"

Niall cleared his throat before answering, "Sirens Captain. We have entered their waters, and one has driven us off course."

"Sir there is one on board. It was caught in our nets."

This had Captain Styles' attention.

"Well lead me to the siren, if it so disturbs our route to our destination then I will see what shall be its fate."

Niall astutely nodded, "Of course Sir, this way."

Captain Styles was brought to the main deck where the siren was kept in a glass box, half filled with water and completely closed off with a lock. The creature was frightened as the men stared down at it.

"Move, let me see." Captain Styles ordered.

The pirates soon noticed their captain behind them and most scurried away to return to their duties. Harry walked forward boots clinking against the old wooden planks as he bent down and stared into the glass.

The Captain was shocked to see this siren; it was not another beautiful women but an awe-worthy man.

"The siren is male." the Captain commented, Niall nodded in agreement.

"I too was shocked when I first saw. I have never heard of a male siren before. Not even in a folk tale."

Harry admired the creature that lay before his eyes; he was beautiful.

"Well aren't you quite the attractive one. Wouldn't you agree Niall?"

The still nameless creature backed away; his back pressed firmly against the glass.

"Yes, Sir," Niall said, kneeling down beside Harry.

"The most beautiful thing I've ever seen Captain."

The Siren looked up at Harry with fear in his eyes as he placed his small delicate hand against the glass, silently pleading for them to let him go. Harry cocked his head to the side; he had never seen a siren like this - silky hair, shimmering eyes and a tail with scales that graduated from a blue to sea green. The beauty could not be any taller than 5'5".

Harry placed his hand on the other side of the glass where the sirens lay. His was obviously bigger.

"Does he speak?" Harry enquired.

The merman slowly leant towards Harry and looked up at the lock on the glass prison. It was hard to breathe; there was hardly any oxygen in the box. Even though he is a fish - he is part man too and needs air just as much as water.

"We don't know." Zayn, another pirate said as he walked towards Harry and Niall.

"We have had him in this box for over an hour; he has been struggling so we have not opened the glass."

Harry stood back up, curls swaying in the wind as he looked at Zayn.

"Struggling?"

"Yes Sir, he is quite the sassy one by the looks of it."

Harry stares back down at the sealed box considering his options. He could dump the siren into the ocean again, kill him or keep him.

"What do you want us to do with him Sir?" Zayn asked.