Chapter 20

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"You know my name, not my story. You've heard what I've done, not what I've been through. If you were in my shoes, you'd fall the first step."

-Anonymous

Sophie's Pov

I'm at my lake holding my knees as I listen to the waters hoping it will calm me down. I saw that look on her face determination, fear, and loss of hope. It hurts to know four felt that way, I just hope Nial helps. I know she thinks Niall can break easily I see it in her eyes, the way she talks and acts towards him, how she pushes him away. What she doesn't understand is that sure she may have changed, but she can break again. Then all she'll be is a dead person on the inside who defends the island.

I then think about Zayn following Tink. He's so concerned...poor guys whipped. I look down and sigh, I just want Harry to think about me in the same way but, I'm scared, I don't know what to do. It's to say that with my people after you kiss your true love for the first time you see the other person's eyes turn purple. Of course, only the soulmates see this.

We have so much in common he's so sweet, dorky, and funny. Before the game, Harry wanted to talk to me. I loved talking to him in my dreams, I know so much about him. I chuckle remembering the first time I met him. I was just beginning my Neverland adventure, help fight for good. I was so scared, he was the brave one. Weird huh? I was the creature, used to magic but I still get so shy around humans. I am one though, even if it's only half of my DNA. As I was saying before I got off track, I need to stop rambling so much. Harry wanted to talk to me and walked over I picked up my head to find the green I was thinking about staring right into my soul, I widened my eyes in surprise while he turns away blushing madly. Why was he looking at me? Is it possible he likes me too? I look at him while his head is turned looking away. I remember those weirds emotions I felt, I loved them, but I felt so embarrassed. I frown I miss his eyes already, I remember looking back at him, poor thing he was red as a tomato. I know almost everything about him but he knows almost nothing about me except that I'm funny just like him most of our encounters were us exchanging jokes and the fact that I'm a...mermaid princess.

I'm scared if I show him my tail he wouldn't like me as much. I didn't even show him my tail in our dreams. What if I overcome that? How about I show him my world the one that's underwater. I avoided this for a while, and I didn't want it to come up. Harry is really sweet and funny, he always has these interesting knock-knock jokes and I don't want to lose that, but he isn't shallow and wouldn't be this judgemental. I wish I wasn't such a guppy.

The Harry I've gotten to spend time with is better than the dream version because he's real. I may have spoken to him in dreams but it isn't the same, he didn't know he was talking to me, he doesn't remember me. All he knows is the me he sees now, it sucks because I know everything about him, and he doesn't know. I don't want to scare him with this true love thing. But I'll have to tell him I know that, I just don't want to right now. If only I had Daphne's boldness, and Four's bluntness. They could say whatever and stand by it, they won't back down, I wish I could be like that.

"Don't wish to be anyone but yourself" a British accent interrupts my thoughts.

I look at Harry in surprise, how did he follow me here? I didn't know I was speaking aloud. I look up at him and take a deep breath planning all that I'm going to say. He looks back at me, my heartbeat accelerates. What if he thinks my true form, my true self is ugly? Scary? Wrong? If merpeople and werewolf soulmates don't accept each other they'll die not automatically but it will happen in time because we can't live without the other it will kill us on the inside. If he is then he should accept me if I want to be his and he mine then he has...h-he has to accept me for me. The Princes, the mermaid, the daughter of Ariel and Eric Hart, me...Sophie Melody Har...Oh shit!

I didn't realize I was right in front of him, he must have walked over to me while I lost in my own thoughts. He eyes me curiously I feel so uncomfortable under his stare, but when I look directly into his eyes I saw the curiosity, feeling of being lost, and unsure. I parted my lips ready to speak but as I was about to make a sound he cut me off "are you okay, you look scared?"

"I-uh, just" I stop my stammering as he grabs my hand gently.

He then murmurs "I'm not an ass Sophie, you don't have to be afraid of me."

I trust you, Harry,

He keeps looking at me trying to read me but gives up "Can you tell what's going on, I thought we were getting along really well."

"We are, I just-Harry do you like me?" here it goes.

He throws me a look "Of course I do you are so smart and tell the best jokes" in his eyes, they held amusement and adoration.

I smile back wishing I had his incredibly cute dimples, I then frown and say what I need to say "No, I mean-would you like all of me the good the bad and the ugly?"

"Sophie I don't think there is a part of you that is ugly," he says bluntly.

I then say unsurely "What about my tail?"

He raises his right eyebrow in confusion he then looks at me "What tail all I see is a good looking girl's behind"

I blush at harry's compliment "I'm talking about my Mermaid tail"

He then pulls me closer and whispers in my ear "Sophie you have nothing to worry about you are the most amazing girl I have ever met. You having a tail will not change that, if anything it makes you even more special."

I close my eyes hoping something might happen as Harry pulls me closer to our chest are touching. I feel both of our hearts beating fast, so this is what my mom meant, it's why I feel these sparks and butterflies. Wasn't I supposed to feel fireworks though? My question was answered as he pulled me in for my first kiss I didn't feel fireworks, I felt everything. When we pull back I let my head rest on his chest. He looks over at my lips again but goes back to my eyes as if thinking something over. I was so happy to see those green eyes again but they weren't green they were purple. I look up at Harry and thought this was the night I would show him my other form.

Harry's pov

I see out of the corner of my eye to see Sophie looking where four went. It's weird how we didn't yell out for them, we just instantly ran after each other like it was instinct. I stare at Sophie as she ran she's beautiful, I want to know more about this little mermaid, maybe one day she'll let me see her tail. I smile looking into her eyes, she caught me! She was falling behind from the rest of the group and made a right turning away. I ran after her going to the right. When she finally stopped running we were at a lake, is this mermaid lagoon? I'm probably wrong, I catch my breath before walking up to Sophie. I heard her talking to herself. Does she really think I won't like all of her? So what if she has a tail, she's still my Sophie no matter what.

I think about my words and blush, Sophie isn't mine, not yet. I want her to be, I want to show her to my mum. SHe would love her, she always wanted me to find a sweet, smart, funny, basically my dream girl. How could Sophie not be anyone's dream girl? She is perfect in every way, from her shyness, to when she becomes more open, and bubbly, her rambling. I shake my head and walk over to her. I need to tell her that I'm not bothered by her tail but if anything more intrigued.

Before I know it, I have her in my arms, and bodies intertwined, I felt it both of our hearts beat. I saw how red Sophie was, I wonder if she ever had her first kiss? Well, I would love to be her first. I know it's cheesy and all but when our lips collided...all I can say is wow.

I kissed her, she was getting flustered and nervous and even more cute, so I show how much I care into one simple action. I felt her kiss back making me smile into this, I have kissed dozens of girls but I have never have felt this way nor this strongly before. I bring her closer when we let go she puts her forehead on mine breathing softly. I open my eyes as does she, I look back to her lips but decide against it I look back at her eyes but instead of them being that beautiful color I have gotten used to their...they turned purple. We stood like that for a little while. Until she looked up at me and said something that got me excited.

"Would you like to see my tail?"

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