Undeniable~ A Harry Hook Fanfic

Ch. 6 "ye'll make a fine pirate indeed."

Amber

I wake up the next morning, sitting up to stretch.

I groan when I see the time on my phone, it only being 7 am. I lay back down with a huff. And stare at the ceiling. My life has changed so much in just a few days. I went from a world with limits, to a world of unlimited possibilities.

I still can't believe I'm in the same room as Harry Hook. The fans on wattpad would lose their shit if they only knew. I can only imagine all the outrageous requests they would ask. I smile and shake my head. For now I will just enjoy where I am.

I stand up and look over to make sure he's still asleep. His eyes are closed and a soft serene look rests on his face. The sounds of soft breathing is all that's heard.

I wonder if it's possible to snore in a accent? I chuckle to myself quietly as I turn away.

I as quickly as I can get changed. Now sporting a black spaghetti strap tank made of lace and strings mostly, showing off my sides and some of my stomach, and a plaid red and black skirt with a lace trim. I pull on some black knee high leggings with a black bow and some black platform boots.

(Outfit in the pic at the beginning)

I use my phone camera as a mirror while I run my fingers through my hair to tame the messy waves and let it fall over my shoulders like a curtain.

Pleased with my attire, I sit on the side of my bed rocking my knees back and forth bored.

"Yer up early lass," Harry says his voice soft and husky from sleep.

I jump slightly and look over at him as he sits up and rubs his eyes," wanted to get ready before you woke up."

He chuckles softly," maybe next time don' laugh at somethin'. Even if et was softly, et woke me up."

My eyes widen and I open my mouth but he holds up his hand to stop me," don' worry, I didn' see anythin'. I may be a pirate, but gotta have some morals."

I nod quickly and stand up and run my fingers through my hair nervously.

"Though I must say," he continues, his head tilted slightly to the side and down, a smirk on his face," that's a 'ell of an outfit."

I feel my cheeks heat up as I look away and lean most my weight to one hip," t-thanks. Any way let's go get something to eat."

I snatch up my sword and rest it on my hip with a black studded leather strap, then walk out the door not waiting for a reply. I turn my head to see him quickly shuffling out behind me, his jacket, hat, and hook in his hands.
I head off the ship and into the chip shop. Everyone stops eating and looks towards me and Harry. I see everyone freeze as their eyes stop on me. Looking me up and down.

"Hot damn girl!" Uma exclaims walking up to me," keep that look up and we'll have to beat guys off with a stick."

I hear Harry shuffle and clear his throat softly.

I smile at her," they can look, but if they touch.." I motion towards my blade.

She laughs and slaps me on the back," 'atta girl! I like you. Hope you don't give me a reason to make you walk the plank."

I hold my head up high," I'll do my best not to, I quite like it here."

Harry

I watch as Amber and Uma heads to the bar. I follow behind and as guys eyes follow behind her I glare at them, causing them to go back to eating quickly. Knowing she wouldn't appreciate the way they were looking at her.

Uma brings us each a tray of food, Amber gladly tearing into it as she and Uma chat. I don't listen just eat my food, my mind trying to figure out this new girl. She's so confident and badass, but she also gets nervous and flustered easily. She sometimes seems unsure of herself.

Where did the lass come from and what caused 'er to be this way?

"Harry!" Uma's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Aye?" I reply blinking at the two girls staring at me.

"I told you to get ready to train," she says rolling her eyes," I want you two to pair up. I wanna see how she does."

I nod and grin, wanting to see for myself how she fairs against me.

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Amber

Clusters of members are all fighting each other. Loud clangs of swords hitting swords fill the air. The sound mixed with the smell of salt, sweat, and blood overloading the senses. The sound of waves crashing against the ship sounds almost rhythmic mixing in with the sounds of the fighting.

Harry and I get to our spot. He turns towards me, sword in one hand his hook in the other, a glint of excitement in his eyes. A wide grin plastered on his face as he bows slightly.
I pull out my sword and bow back. Getting in a stance, slightly turned to the side my one arm bent in front of me and my blade pointed towards him while resting on my forearm.

He tilts his head to the side before lunging forward with a quick and clean slash of his sword. I just as quickly block his swing and jump back slightly to dodge his hook. He spins around again swinging one then the other. I block and dodge. Sword, hook, sword, hook, hook, sword. His movements quick and precise, my movements the same.
We circle each other like warriors on a battle field. Neither one of us backing down or missing a beat.

"I don' think that's a proper shirt for combat," he says in a flirty singsong tone as he swings his sword," one strike an' off et will come."

I block his blow gracefully and swing his sword up as I catch his hook on my blade as well," but first you'd have to land a blow, and with your performance so far, I think I'm safe."

He smirks," don' underestimate me lass, I'm feared in these here parts."

I snort," you're about as scary as a baby kitten when it spits. Which is actually quite cute instead."

He pushes against my blade with his sword and hook. His smirk getting bigger as he gets closer to me. Our weapons fighting for dominance over each other.

I smirk back at him as I get prepared to win. Knowing he doesn't know one thing about my sword. Without him noticing I pull out one of my dragon knives from the sheath with my other hand. I loosen my defense some to allow him to get even closer to me. The look in his eyes and the extra pressure he puts on my blade showing he thinks he's winning and he didn't see me. With our faces only inches apart, I can feel his breath.

In one quick motion I have the curved blade pressed against his throat, his eyes going wide.

I smirk," step three, never lower your guard even if you think you're going to win."

He steps back lowering his weapons and bows his head to me," great job lass. Ye'll make a fine pirate indeed."

Uma comes skipping up to us and throws a arm over my shoulders," well I'll be damned, I've never seen someone best Harry like that before. You'll be a great addition to our crew."

I smile at her," thank you captain!"

I look around seeing everyone had stopped fighting to watch our fight. Looks of shock and awe on every face. I hold my head high as I feel a sense of pride, for once being looked at as someone grand.