Me, Him, and a Hook (Harry + Reader)

Tryouts

Your POV

Warning: slight romantic scene up ahead😜

My jaw drops, my mind suddenly forgetting the previous events. "You... What?"

"(Y/N), you are the only girl I have ever loved. What I said earlier was nothing but the truth," Harry replies huskily, still cupping my very warm face. My heart began beating rapidly, and my breathing quickened.

"(Y/N), are ye ok-" I crash my lips onto his, and he quickly responds by wrapping his masculine arms around my waist. The kiss deepens, as he pulls me even closer to his body. He pins me against the wall, and pulls away so we can catch our breath.

Feeling self-conscious, I say, "I'm sorry. I-I don't know what got into me."

"Please, don't be sorry," He says, in a deep, sexy tone. "Ye don't know how long I've been waiting te do that."

Regaining my newfound bravery, I ask, "was it worth the wait?"

"Every excruciating minute," he remarks, leaning in for round two.

Monday

Harry's POV

The only thing I could think about the rest of the weekend was (Y/N). Not only is she the most wonderful girl in the world, but she's an amazing kisser as well.

I can't wait to do it again.

In the excitement of the past two days, I haven't done any homework (not that I would do it anyway). Hopefully my teachers won't mind...

"Harry, can you please tell the class what the answer to number three is?" Mrs. Tiana, the personal finance teacher, asks.

"Um... What was the question again?"

She sighs, clearly annoyed, but not surprised. Nobody pays any attention to what is being said in personal finance class. "The question is, what is one way to save some dough for something that costs a lot, such as a vacation?"

She chuckles at her joke, while I quickly reply, "create a savings account."

"Very good!" Mrs. Tiana smiles, and begins a lecture about saving money to open your own business.

I sigh, and nod along like I'm actually listening to the speech, instead of doodling (Y/N) in my notebook.

The rest of the day goes pretty uneventful, except for the fact that every teacher of mine now expects me to complete my homework, or else I'll receive a detention.

I weave through the bustling hallways of the school, my eyes scanning the crowd for (Y/N). But, my search is cut short by an arm grasping my shoulder from behind.

"Gah! Who's there, and what do ye want with me?" I stop walking, swivel around and pull out my Hook from my bag, only to see Carlos, with a worried expression on his face.

"Oh," I state, relieved. "It's only you."

"H-hi Harry," Carlos responds, glancing at my hook still pointed directly at his throat. "You can put that away now."

"Oh, yeah." I slip it back into my bag, and zip it closed. "So, what did ye want to talk to me about?"

"Well, you know how a few weeks ago I saw you... Practicing your fencing skills in the gym, and recommended you try out for the fencing team, or at least think about it?"

"Aye. And what about it?"

"The tryouts are today."

"Oh." To be honest, I haven't thought about it all. My mind has been preoccupied with nothing but (Y/N).

"Well? What do you say? Wanna put those sword fighting skills to the test?"

How can I say no to that. "Sure. Why not."

We head over to the gym, small talking. Before we even go inside, I hear the click-clanking of metal on metal. It reminds me of the battles I used to have with Gil, Uma, and Luke when we were kids. Ah, I miss the good old days... Except when they weren't so good.

I shudder, not wanting to remember what happened.

Carlos brings me back to reality by snapping his fingers in my face. "Earth to Harry, it's your turn to spar."

"Oh! Ya, that's right. Who'm I sparring?"

"Chad."

"Hm, is that so... " I guess it's finally time to teach this idiot a lesson.

Carlos looks at me with a wary expression. "Please don't actually hurt him. Remember this is sport, you know, like for fun, not life or death."

Not fully hearing him, I stride over to the rack, and snatch the red and silver sword.

I saunter into the court, smirking as I watch a terrified look slip onto Chad's face, only to quickly be covered up by a tough one.

Clearly, he wasn't expecting me. I can use this as a major advantage.

"Well well well, look who it is!"  I remark, slowly circling him. "Chad Charming."

Chad's demeanor turning cold, he replies, "Yep, that's me. Now can we please just spar?"

"Alright, alright." I chuckled, evilly. "Ye asked for it."

I lunge at him, but he rolls out of the way just in the nick of time. He springs right back up to his feet, barreling straight towards me. I take one step to the right, and Chad sails right past me, very nearly smacking into the wall.

"Hey Chad, ye know there are such things as walls, right?" I laugh crazily. Yep. This truly is the good old days. Chad's acting just like Luke did.

"I know." He says, very angrily, through clenched teeth.

Still not tuckered out, he runs at me again, this time much more successful. I narrowly escape sudden defeat by blocking his sword an inch away from my chest. Hm... Maybe he's better than I thought...

Time for a new plan.

"Hey Chad, bet ye can't get me!" I yell, from the other side of the court.

"You'd better count your blessings I won't," he grunts, before charging once again.

"I don't have any, " is what I say, revving up my internal engine.

I take off, my feet barely touching the ground as I race towards Chad. Just before we collide, I leap onto his back, and jump off the other side.

Surprised, Chad staggers, almost collapsing as he tries to slow down. Using this to my advantage, I rush to his side of the court, and hop right in front of him. Before he can react, my sword is pressed onto his chest.

Everyone in the gym is silent.

A/N:

How about a late night update to boost your Monday! Please tell me what you think of the story so far, and don't forget to vote! Well, have a great rest of your week,

Sincerely,

-Crystalisacat