Hooked on a Feelin' (Harry Hook x reader)

Gilly-bear

N/N= nickname (if you don't have one, feel free to use your name or sunshine again)

Y/N's P.O.V.

I don't know where I ran, all I know is that I had to get out of there as fast as possible. Once I realized that Harry was holding me tight in his arms, all I could think was that I wanted to stay in his warm and strong embrace forever. His arms protected me and, for once, made me feel safe on this cursed island. Dare I say, they made me feel loved.

Which is exactly why I ran. I couldn't let him know just how much he affected me. I couldn't let him know that he was the only person I could fully let my guard down for. It makes me feel weak, but at the same time strong. It's a hard feeling to describe. I feel weak and vulnerable when I'm near him, but I also feel protected and unstoppable when I'm with him.

I don't know how long I ran or how many alleyways I went down, but eventually I was standing in front of my house. I threw the door open and stumbled inside until I collapsed on the sofa in the living room. I curled up with the pillow and just cried.

I cried about my feelings for Harry. I cried about how confused I was. I cried about the fact that he'll never love me. How could he ever love me? All I ever am is rude to him. He deserves so much better than me anyways. I wish I could've just stayed in his arms and told him every single way that I love him and every single thing he's done over the years to make me hopelessly, and head over heels in love with him.

But alas, I couldn't bring myself to do so. So here I am, curled in a ball on the sofa clutching a pillow and bawling my eyes out. I heard the door open eventually but I couldn't bring myself to look up. I felt a hand on my lower back shortly after and I peeked long enough to see Uma sitting there.

"Oh sunshine, what's wrong?" She asked in a soothing voice.

"I love him Uma, I love him so much it hurts." I cried

"So why'd you run?"

"I got scared! I saw him holding me and I just wanted to stay there forever but I know he doesn't like me and he deserves so much better than me, so I ran away. I promised myself I would never fall in love because I didn't want to ever get hurt."

I pulled myself up so I was sitting and leaned into her side, my head on her shoulder.

Uma patted my back as she spoke to me.

"You know, he doesn't hate you." Uma sighed.

She's seen the way he looks at his best friend over the years. The way he stares when she isn't looking, and the way he hangs onto your every word when she speaks. So Uma did what any good captain and friend would do and confronted him.

He told her all the ways he was hopelessly in love with her best friend and how, even though she was always cold to him, he could see something different in her eyes. A certain softness that they only held around him, and he was desperate to know why.

I eventually was able to mumble out some words in response.

"Of course he hates me! I'm never anything but a bitch to him! He has every right to hate me, and I brought that upon myself."

Uma took a deep breath before continuing.

"You have given him plenty of reason to hate you-" I glared at her. "-but yet he doesn't. I see the way you both stare at one another like lovesick puppies when the other doesn't notice. He begs me every day to do the rounds near your house just so he can hopefully get a glimpse of you. It's sad really, that you two clearly love one another and the only people who can't seem to grasp that concept is the two of you."

"He likes me?" I questioned hesitantly.

"Did you hear nothing of what I just said? Of course he likes you girl! He's completely enamored with you! Why can't you both just drop the façade and tell one another? It would save so many headaches for the rest of us." Uma replied with sincerity in her voice.

I looked at her.

"Could I stay on the ship for a few days?" I questioned.

"Oh N/N, you know that you never need to ask."

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It had been about three hours or so since my talk with Uma and I was starting to feel better. I had dried my tears and packed some clothing so I could stay on the ship for a few days. I had written a note to my parents before I left, but they were used to me going over there. I had made the walk to the docks and looked up at the large ship looming there. I was about to step onto the bridge to walk aboard when I heard a voice.

"Hey Y/N, are you feeling better?"

I turned around and looked for the source of the voice and my eyes landed on Gil a short way away walking in my direction.

"Hey Gilly-bear," I smiled at him and saw his eyes light up with my nickname for him. "Yeah, I'm okay."

"Why were you upset? Was it because of Har... I mean him?" Gil caught himself before asking if it was about Harry.

"Yeah, it was."

"Well I'm glad you're okay now," He eyed my bags. "Are you staying with us for a few days?" He asked excitedly.

I let out a small laugh.

"I sure am Gilly-bear."

He smiled and then took one of my bags from me.

"Well then I'll help you get settled."

We made our way onto the ship and below deck to the floor with the cabins. The guys were on the West wing and the girls were on the East wing. Gil and I walked towards the East wing to my cabin that Uma gave me to use whenever I'm here. I pushed open the door and smiled at the familiar sight. Gil and I set my bags on my bed before taking a seat on it.

"Are you ever going to tell him?" Gil said, his voice cutting through the silence.

"I... I don't know Gilly-bear. I want to, but what if he doesn't feel the same?" I replied, looking down at my hands.

Gil took my hands in his larger ones and forced me to look at his face.

"Y/N, Harry's my best friend. Trust me when I say that he does."

I smiled and laid my head on Gil's shoulder, my hands still in his. We stayed like that for a few minutes until we heard the clearing of a throat behind us. I turned and saw Harry in the doorway, anger clearly visible in his eyes.

"You didn't tell me that ye was staying with us Lassie." Harry growled out.

I untangled myself from Gil and stood up, walking towards him.

"I didn't know I had to tell you every detail of my life." I replied bitterly.

He rolled his eyes in annoyance and turned to walk away, but not before muttering:

"Sorry I interrupted your little date."

He walked away angrily, slamming my door behind him. I turned to Gil in tears.

"He definitely hates me!," I wailed. "He thinks that you and I are dating!"

"Oh N/N, he doesn't hate you. I think he might just be jealous is all."

"Jealous? But Harry doesn't get jealous."

Gil only laughed.

"If only you knew." He said.

I looked up at him confused.

"Look Y/N, just go talk to him alright? I'm sure you two can work things out."

I nodded and then hugged Gil. He hugged back before pushing me towards the door.

"Go get your Prince Charming." He said.

I only laughed and rushed out the door to search for Harry.

I hope you all are enjoying this. Please show some love and drop some comments.

-Sarah