Captain Styles *UNEDITED VERSION*

Chapter 50

Isabella's POV:

I raced away from my house as fast as I could, sprinting down the streets to go to the bar Harry had said he would be at. The conversation with my mother still loomed in my mind...

"Mom, I want to go with Harry." I said, watching as shock came over my mother's face before understanding twinkled in her eyes. "You really think that it's a good idea? He's the one who kidnapped you in the first place, Isabella." She chides but I shake my head at her.

Isabella...I haven't really been called my full name in so long now that it almost feels foreign. It gotten used to Harry calling me Bella that it's what I'm used to responding to now. But my mother has never called me by a nickname, so she wouldn't just change now.

"I know he's the one who kidnapped me. But things have changed mom. I've always been adventurous and I've always dreamed of going on an adventure. Please, please let me go mom!" I beg and she frowns slightly.

"You're going to leave me all alone?" She asks and I look away. "I didn't know you'd be alone." I murmur before shaking my head, turning back to her determined.

"I need to do this mom. I don't want my destiny shaped by someone else. I want to be able to control my own life! I need to reach for my own happiness for once." I say and she smiles at me.

"I'm so proud of you, honey. You've learned so much in just a short amount of time. Of course you can go, I was never planning on stopping you. I was merely testing you to see how strong your will is. You can do this, Isabella. Your future is your own and you are going to make it what you want." She tells me, placing her hands on my shoulders with a big smile on her face.

"I understand. Now go. Go find him and tell him. Before you leave, I will say goodbye." She promises and I give her a bright smile, crushing her to me in a massive hug before turning around and running out the door.

"Thank you, mom."

I smiled at the conversation between us, knowing that my mom understood me more than anyone. It was a bit sad that I was going to leave her, but my future was with Harry, and it was with adventures. That's what I've been dreaming of my whole life.

Stopping outside the pub, I took in deep breaths, regaining the air that I had lost from my run. Walking inside, I scan the darkened room, seeing drunken people already on the stools, laughing too loudly and shouting at inanimate objects.

Looking over to my right, a small smile comes to my face as I see a line of people, lining up in front of a desk, which behind it sat Harry. Louis, Niall and Zayn were behind him, looking quite serious for once. Harry had a smirk on his face as he interrogated people, some people joining while others were sent away.

Instead of just walking up to him, I slip to the back of the line, getting a few odd looks from the smelly men in front of me. I couldn't blame them though.

Here I was, freshly dressed, clean and well...presentable to the public, while all the others in line were dirty from work, labor or from reasons I couldn't even think about.

Ignoring the strange looks I received, I slowly made my way to the front, seeing people in front of me get turned away by Harry, while some even just got up and left before Harry could tell them yes or no. It seemed to me like they got scared. If they were, they aren't cut out to be a pirate anyways.

Louis spotted me first, a smirk coming to his face and I shake my head at him, pressing a finger to my lips to show him to keep it silent. He gives me a wink, and I smile at him, knowing that he wasn't going to tell Harry. The other two boys smiled at me as well, but just as Louis did, they stayed silent about my presence.