Harry Styles Imagines

(12) - captain styles

captain styles part 1

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"Raise the flag!", ordered Captain Styles at the men on the ship.
"Yes sir!", they yelled back and Harry smirked, waving at the crowd of people in front of him, until he told them to hoist the anchor.

"Captain Styles.", Sir Horan greeted him bowing and Harry did the same.
"Sir Horan.", they walked towards the edge of the ship and admired the sky changing colours.

"What's our next destination?", Sir Horan asked him as Harry's eyes stayed on the blue, moving sea.
"The next island we see.", Sir Horan nodded and bowed once again, leaving Harry and his gaze to the view.

The day started getting darker, the sun switched places with the moon and that's when an island could be seen under its silver light.

"That's it. Towards that island, mates!", Harry pointed at it while looking through his small telescope.
"Yes sir!", they yelled together.

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The oars were held tightly in each man's hand as they rowed and rowed until the golden sand of the unknown island was reached.

Harry found a sparkling seashell necklace and put it quickly in his pocket.

"Each one of you can go find a safe place to stay for the night. Well job, men.", Harry praised them and started applauding and soon, all the men continued to applaud happily.

"Captain Styles?", Sir Horan took off his hat and got closer to him.
"Lovely night, isn't it?", Harry mentioned and closed his eyes as his naked came in contact with the cold water.

"Yeah. Wonderful...", Harry took of his hat and untangled his hair from its braid, waiting for Niall to continue talking.

"What are we here for, Captain Styles? This island... I-It seems pointless-"
"I have a feeling, Sir Horan, that this is the place where I need to be.", Niall sighed annoyingly.
"By dragging all the men here? Without a purpose? All these men came here to become heroes! Not because of a gut feeling!", Harry slightly smiled at his tired exclamation.

"Ah, Horan. One day - when you'll be captain yourself - you're going to understand. For now, good night.", Harry walked on the beach, losing Niall behind as he looked at what he had in front of him.

While walking Harry caught a look of something he couldn't quite recognise. Could it be a mermaid? Or a shark? Baby whale?

He got closer, very slowly and looked at the struggling creature in front of him.
Its tail was trapped in a nasty fishnet and its fingers tried to break it.

"Hey!", he called and the creature turned around, revealing a beautiful woman.
She quickly continued to free her tail, her fingers got red and they started the burn.

Harry's steps continued to walk closer, until he stood right in front of it.
He bent down on one knee and looked at the brunette.

"You're not going to kill me, are you?", the words came out as a whisper out of her mouth.
Harry frowned.
"Why would I kill such a beautiful creature like you?", his fingers lifted up her chin gently and started into those eyes, in which he could easily get lost.

"Can you cut it?", her fingers gripped at the fishnet. Harry put his hand on top of hers, letting her small hand slide away.
He took out a small knife from his pocket and started cutting all the places that blocked her tail from moving.

The tail returned to its previous natural colour: deep red along with the bra that supported her chest.
"Thank you ", she whispered.
"What's your name?"
"Olivia. O-Olivia is my name.", the mermaid looked down and slightly blushed at the small space between them.

"I'm Captain Styles, darling. Harry Styles.", he smiled and suddendly felt the urge to kiss the lips she was constantly biting.
His fingers slightly brushed against the tail and its end started slowly moving like a fish's.

"Let's go swim, if your tail doesn't hurt.", Olivia smiled and nodded at the sweet man beside her.
Harry got up and started walking towards the water.
"Harry.", Olivia sweetly called and Harry turned around to see that she hadn't moved.

"C-Could you lift me up and bring me closer to the water?", Harry smiled and picked her up bridal style.
"It truly feels like a fish's tail.", they laughed at his silly yet real words.

When the water reached Harry's knees, they both stared at each other and the man let her tail gently fall into the water; their wet bodies almost crashed together, letting his chest press against hers.

Harry took the dark red ribbon from his pocket - the one he used to close his braid with - gently took her hair and tied them in a ponytail.

His eyes never leaving hers and that's when their lips roughly met, melting together.
Her hands were lost in between his long, wet and dark curls, while his hands melted in her wet and rosy cheeks.

Their actions stopped; they looked at each other with sparkling eyes, slowly becoming the happiness of the other.
And their lips met again, this time with a different feeling in berween them. The water grew and their kiss got more heated until a wave crushed upon them and made them sink.

Olivia swam back up, her face meeting Harry's once again and they laughed at their silliness.
Harry's arms were wrapped around her naked waist and hers around his clothed one.

"I don't want this to end.", Olivia muttered and Harry planed a kiss on top of her wet curls.
"It won't."

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Published the 19th of April 2019.