Harry Styles Imagines

(13) - captain styles

captain styles part 2

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Harry and Olivia met every night.
What they had was something so weird yet so special.

Mermaids were creatures forgotten in history; creatures, people strongly believed were not real.
And Harry had the chance to meet a rare piece of history that night - and all the nights after.

The other pirates were exhausted.
The island offered so many unknown things; new food, such as coconuts and some fish they'd catch in the early mornings and late afternoons.
They had fun the first week, the other two that passed were literally to die for.

Apart from them, there was someone who attentively followed every move from Captain Styles.
Sir Horan was beyond suspicious.
He certainly was not dumb enough to notice that one spot around the fire was empty.

(At night, all the pirates would have 'dinner' together and sing a song around the fire that Sir Payne lit.)

Sir Horan knew that the Captain was up to something so beautiful yet so dangerous.

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Captain Styles and Olivia were sitting on the sand that lightly sparkled under the moonlight.
Her head was comfortable against his strong chest, as his hand lightly brushed her long, dark locks.

They both looked at the moving water; every now and then it would reach the end of her tail and his naked feet.

"Harry?"
"Hmm."
"You can't stay here forever, right?"
"No, I can't.", he confirmed sadly.
"What will happen to us, a-after this? Your men need a refuge and this island is not going to offer them what they need.", Olivia sighed and looked in his light, green eyes.

"I know.", Harry simply said.
"Please react.", she begged.
"What can I say, Olivia?! I'd stay here forever if I could. If I could, I'd take you with me in England. But, we have to stay realistic a-and this is not reality.", a tear left Olivia's eye.

"What is this, then? Temporary?!"
"I don't know. I-I'm sorry.", Harry started standing up.
"Harry. Come back.", Olivia watched him disappear in the darkness, following the fire in the distance, while wrong eyes watched the two secretly.

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"Prepare the ship, tomorrow we'll sail away.", Harry ordered and tied his hair in a low pony tail.
"Yes Captain Styles!", they sang in happiness this time, and once again a spot was free: it was not Harry's.

Niall looked at the teary eyed creature sitting on the sand.
Her hands helped her tail disappear in the dark water.
The small knife Harry lost behind, was now held by Niall's tight grip.

Before the mermaid disappeared, Niall ran towards her and grabbed her waist from behind.
"Let me go!", Olivia started screaming and instantly, Niall's palm covered her mouth, stopping any sound.

The tears coming from Olivia's eyes were made by pain and sadness.
Reality hit her: she could not stay long without any water touching her body.

Sir Horan's knife made its way towards her milky throat, making her swallow her screams.
"Good girl. Scream and you die. Understood?", Olivia nodded and his hand moved away from her mouth.
His arms lifted up her whole body; reminding her of the way Harry brought her closer to the clear water.