Captain Styles *UNEDITED VERSION*

Chapter 34

Isabella's POV:

I woke up to something prodding my shoulder gently. My eyes slowly opened and I turned around in Harry's arms, being startled as I see his green eyes staring at me. He blinked at me several times before he talks to me.

"Can you get me some water?" He asks me with a groggy voice and I can tell that he's hungover from last night. I nod my head to him, rolling out of his arms and getting out of bed. Walking over to the sink, I get a small little cup and fill it with water, mentally sighing at the thought of taking care of a hungover Harry.

I turn around, nearly dropping the water when I see Harry standing right behind me, rubbing one eye while he looked at me with the other. "H-Harry! You should be lying down." I say startled, grabbing his arm and leading him back to the bed. He sits down at the edge and I let out a sigh as I look at him.

He doesn't say a word, just watches my every movement. I hand him the water and have him drink it, before taking away the empty cup and setting it down. "Honestly, you shouldn't have gotten that drunk." I mutter, looking at him while he tilts his head to the side.

"Bella..." he trails off, his voice a little clearer than it was whenever he first spoke to me. "What is it Harry?" I ask and he scrunches his eyebrows together in confusion. "I can't tell the difference between what really happened last night or not. Can you tell me?" he asks me and I feel my cheeks heat up.

Should I really tell Harry that we kissed? Or should I just leave that out?

"Well, we were at the little celebration you were having for our victory, and you got drunk in the first thirty minutes. I took you back here and we eventually went to sleep." I say, not going into detail about anything. If he doesn't remember it, maybe it would be for the best to leave that out.

"Anything else?" he asks, pulling my hand down so that I went to my knees in front of him. He leans in close to my face, and I feel myself blushing again. "N-no." I stutter, trying my best to cover up what happened, but the look on Harry's face tells me that he isn't convinced.

"Are you lying? You know what I do to liars." he says with a small grin and I know exactly what he means by that. He would force me to tell him the truth by putting me in a situation I could do nothing about. He's done that ever since I've gotten here, although not as much lately since I haven't lied to him.

"Harry, I'm not..." I trail off as he tilts his head to the side, a grin on his face and one of his eyebrows raised. "Oh? Then why are you blushing? I think I remember something that happened, but I need you to tell me the truth if it happened or not." he says and I gulp, looking away from his gaze.

Harry grabs my chin gently and turns me back so that I was facing him, a big smirk on his face. "Just answer me one question." he says and I nod my head with a sigh. I might as well get this over with.

"Did I fall off the ship and someone had to come get me?" he asks in all serious and I freeze. What?

"W-what?" I ask and he nods his head, rubbing his hand against his head with a frown. "I could've sworn that I fell off the ship last night, but I couldn't remember. I know I heard your voice last night, so I was thinking that maybe you would know. Did I?" he asks me and I let out a sigh of relief, knowing that he didn't remember our kiss.

"No Harry. You never fell off the ship." I say and his eyes widen. "Really? That must've been a dream then...strange. I could've sworn something really exciting happened last night." he mutters and I feel my cheeks heat up. Something exciting? Could that mean...no, no it couldn't.

"Well it didn't. Sorry." I say hastily, standing back up on my feet and taking the cup back to the sink, rinsing it out before putting it back where I found it. When I turned around, I jumped out of surprise when Harry was there again, staring at me with guarded eyes.

"I do remember something else, though. And I know this happened." he mutters and I take an uneasy breath, not sure what to do. If he remembers, will he be upset? Or...would he be okay with it?

I find myself stepping backwards as Harry starts to walk towards me, a serious look on his face. I hit the wall and let out a gasp as he comes up to me, placing his hands on either side of my head, looking at me with a fierce expression.

"I may have been drunk, Bella. But I don't forget something like that. And to think that you wouldn't mention it, it's pretty amusing how you would avoid such a subject, being the innocent girl you are." he mutters and I feel my face heat up again, my cheeks bright red as he stares down at me.

"W-what are you talking about?" I say, trying to seem innocent but it wasn't working since my heart was racing and my cheeks were completely red now. Danggit, why can't I be a good liar just for once?

Harry looked at me, completely serious now, his green eyes piercing mine. "Did we kiss last night?" he asks me and I feel my heart pounding in my chest. I try to answer him, but I couldn't get a reply out of my mouth.

"Bella?" he asks again, getting closer to me, and I start to blush harder. "I-I...yes..." I finally say, and he closes his eyes for a moment before opening them. "Did you...like it?" he asks me hesitantly, almost as if he were afraid to know the answer.

"I...I..." I try to say that I did, but the words just wouldn't come out of my mouth. That's always been my problem. I'm no good at expressing how I really feel about things, not unless it's a drastic situation.

Harry lets out a sigh, starting to turn his back to me when I close my eyes, reaching out and fisting his shirt, making him stay. I put my head against his chest, my eyes still firmly closed as I feel myself slightly shaky.

"I...I did like it Harry...I did. I was just afraid that...that you wouldn't." I say, ready to hear his rejection or even him laughing at me. It was a drunken mistake, I guess, that's all.

"Bella..." Harry whispers, putting a hand on the top of my head and I feel his other arm wrap around me. "I was afraid that you couldn't stand being around me after that. I was afraid I made a mistake." he murmurs and my eyes shoot open, and I look up at him with wide eyes.

"You were afraid?" I ask and he nods his head to me. "But now, I don't think I am." he says with a shy smile and I find myself smiling back at him. "Now, for a real question. Do you want to do it again? For real this time, and not from a drunk?" he asks, a sly smile on his face and I feel my cheeks heat up again.

Instead of answering him, I simply nod my head, stepping back as Harry faced me again, backing me into the wall. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him, his other hand up against the wall while he stared down at me.

He leaned down and kissed me, and I feel my eyes closing as we kiss again, this time both of us sober and it was our choice. The kiss only lasted for a few seconds before he pulled away, a big smile on his face.

"I could get used to that." he tells me and I feel myself blushing before I nodded to him. "Well, Bella. I can proudly say that I'm glad I captured you that night. If I hadn't, I would've never been able to see you, or even get to know you like I have." he says, smiling at me as he walks over to the door.

"I'm glad you did too, Harry." I say, a smile coming to my face as I followed him to the door, watching him open it. We both walk out onto the deck, the sun hitting our faces as the ocean breeze blew around us.

"And you know what, Bella?" Harry asks, turning to me with a big smile. I cocked my head to the side, not knowing what he had to say. "What?" I ask and he grins at me.

"It's only going to get better from here."

Sorry for the long wait, I was out of town this weekend! I really hope you all like this chapter though! Please continue to Comment and Vote, I love hearing from all you guys!