royal | harry hook | descendants 2 - ?

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"Ah! Grace, my dearie!" Captain Hook kissed my hand.
"Captain." I curtsied.
"I imagine you're looking for Harry?" He asked.
"More of checking on him." I smiled. "He's here, isn't he?"
"Yes, yes. Filling the beer barrels for our next Neverland voyage. Thank the heavens there's no barrier around THAT."
I smiled. There was an awkward silence.
"I do believe you and Harry don't swashbuckle without each other."
I gulped. "And what do you care?" I growled and marched across the dock.
"Oi, mateys! We have a looker!"
"Wowie, most certainly does not take after her mum, eh?"
"Isn't that Harry's love?"
I roles my eyes.
And then I spotted him.
He was filling the barrels, as his father stated, with red eyes the color of Jay's leather jackets.
"Harry!" I yelled.
He looked up, excited.
"Grace!" He hugged me. And then he realized he was around the crew, and let go.
"What are you doing, wench?" He snarled.
"I miss you." He whispered.
"Can we please talk?"
He nodded eagerly and dragged me through the bridge.
He pulled me extra tight.
"I miss you so much, why have you waited so long?" He looked pained.
"You haven't been in school..." I looked down. He lifted my chin.
"You didn't come to take me back?" His eyes watered.
I shook my head.
"Can you please?" He smiled, but it wasn't one of happiness.
"I love you, Grace. This isn't one of our normal fights. You would've been in my bed a week ago." He winked.
"You stole from Dizzy."
"I could think of a few things I've stolen from you." He bit his lip.
I punched his chest. "Seriously."
"I did it trying to find something for you, Grace. Come on!"
I shook my head.
"Calling me a wench in front of the crew?" I glared.
"I'm sorry. That was out of line."
"Goodbye, Harry. And please, come back to school." I kissed his cheek.
"I'm not coming back unless I have you back." He said, determined.