Captain Styles *UNEDITED VERSION*

Chapter 35

Isabella's POV:

I've been on Harry's ship for five weeks now. It's been almost two weeks since we defeated Jack, and that Harry and I first kissed. Now, it was a pretty normal thing to do. Harry's even taken the liberty of kissing me in front of his crew, which was pretty embarrassing at times.

With only two weeks left before Harry has to return me home, I can actually say that I'm really sad. I don't want to go home, I want to stay at sea with Harry. He's treated me better than my father has my entire life. That's what's so sad about this. My father probably doesn't even care that I'm gone.

Right now, I was standing by the ledge, looking out at the sea again while the wind gently blew across my face, making my hair flow behind me. A hand on my shoulder makes me turn around, seeing Harry standing behind me with a smile.

"I always find you staring off at the sea." he teases me and I giggle before nodding my head. "And as I've said before, I love doing it." I say with a smile and he just laughs, coming to stand beside me.

"I only have two weeks left until I have to go face my father." I mutter and Harry looks at me with a sad stare. "I know. Which reminds me, I never got around to asking you." he starts and I turn to him, a confused look on my face.

"What?" I ask and he sighs. "You said that your father was arranging your marriage, correct?" he asks and I nod my head sadly, knowing that as soon as I got back, that's what he would have me do.

"Who was he going to make you marry?" he asks me and I let out a sigh. "One of the King's sons." I say and Harry freezes, looking at me with shock. "One of the King's...what?" he asks slowly and I nod my head.

"He said I was to marry one of the King's sons, although I never knew he had any." I mutter and Harry looks away from me, looking off at the sea with a troubled expression. "What's wrong, Harry?" I ask and he just shakes his head.

"I just think it's wrong, having you marry someone you don't even know. I mean, for all you know the son could be a complete bastard." Harry says and I laugh lightly, bumping my shoulder against him, which gets him to smile.

"It's fine. I won't marry the person. I've made up my mind that I'm going to make a stand against my father, it doesn't matter what he says. It's my life, I have to make my own choices." I say and Harry smiles at me.

"That's great, Bella. I think that's a good choice." he says and I nod my head. "Yeah, I'm tired of running away from everything. I need to finally say what's on my mind." I say and Harry nods his head in agreement.

"There's something I've been needing to tell you, Bella." Harry murmurs and I turn to look at him, confusion on my face. "What is it?" I ask and he gives me a sheepish smile.

"You don't remember me, do you?" he asks and my eyes go wide. "W-what?" I ask and he lets out a soft laugh, shaking his head.

"It's alright, I never expected you to." he says and I shake my head, not understanding him. "What are you talking about, Harry?" I ask bewildered and he lets out a breath, looking at me with a small smile.

"When you were around three or four, did you ever remember meeting a boy that was a few years older than you? You played together a lot and you two were always by each other's side. Nearly inseperable." Harry says and my eyes widen as a memory flashes in my mind.

I was giggling, laughing at the young boy who pouted at me while he stood back up, crossing his arms. "No fair, Isabella, you caught me off guard." he says and I laugh again, going up to the boy and giving him a big hug.

"I'm sorry." I said, and the boy just begins to chuckle, patting my head and giving me a hug back. "It's alright Bella. Huh, Bella? That's a good little nickname for you. I'm going to call you that from now on, okay?" he says and I nod my head up and down enthusiastically, loving my new nickname.

"Now come on, I bet your dad wants you back inside now." he says, holding out a hand to me, which I gladly took. We walked from the shoreline back up to my house, hand in hand and laughing the entire way.

I covered my mouth with my hands, shock all over my face as I stared at Harry. "You're him. You're the boy who I used to play with." I whisper and Harry nods his head with a small smile.

"We were best friends then, and I never wanted to leave you. But...circumstances changed and I had to leave, which was the saddest day of my life. I never thought I'd see you again, but whenever I heard of the governor's daughter Isabella Perkins, I knew it had to be you. That's why I originally kidnapped you, to see if you would recognize me." he says with a smile and my heart is pounding, trying to process this.

"Whenever I realized that you didn't know who I was, I decided to start all over. It was pretty hard, since I knew you and you didn't remember me. I got to fall in love with you all over again." he says and my head goes down, remembering all the times I played with Harry, all the fun games that he had let me win, just to see me smile. He even told me that too.

A certain memory flashed in my mind and I felt tears begin to come to my eyes.

I ran as fast as I could, running up to the ship that was about to leave the shore. "Harry!!" I screamed, my little legs going as fast as they could. He heard me, turning around on the boat as it began to drift away from the shore, taking him away from me.

"I'm sorry Bella, I didn't want to leave. Please forgive me." he says and I begin to cry, falling to my knees as I sit on the docks and cry, watching Harry leave the harbor. Only four years old, I didn't know what was happening and why he was going away. All I knew was that he left and was never coming back.

"Why?" I ask and Harry gives me a look of shock. I look back up at Harry, tears in my eyes as he stares at me in confusion and worry. "Why what?" he asks hesitantly and I sniffle before crashing into him, wrapping my arms around him tightly and resting my head against his chest.

"Why didn't you say anything earlier? Why did you hide it from me all this time?" I ask and his arms wrap around me, his head resting on top of mine.

"I was afraid that you wouldn't believe me, or that you would hate me." he whispers and I hold him tighter. "I'd never hate you. I...I loved you back then, it broke my heart knowing that you left. I didn't understand what was happening, but I remember the pain I felt. I love you now, too, just like I did back then." I whisper and his grip on me tightens.

"I didn't want to leave you. I was forced to leave. But I'm so glad that I found you again." he whispers and I smile against his shirt, nodding my head and looking back up at him. "I'm so glad that you did too. I'm happy that you kidnapped me, and I'm sorry that I never realized that it was you." I say and he shakes his head.

"What matters is that you remember now, and that's all I could ask for." he says and I smile up at him. "It's time we were together again." he says and I nod my head, laying my head on his chest as we looked out at the sea, the wind blowing around us.

Not only had this journey brought me back together with my long lost best friend, it has given me love. But what I didn't like was all the pain and hurt I've seen so far on this journey.

Little did I know, that the worst has yet to come.

Hope you like this chapter! Gives a little more insight on Harry's past. Can you take a guess to who he really is? Haha, please continue to Comment and Vote! x