A thousand seas (Harry Hook x Reader)

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(Y/N) POV

I was terrified. What if Harry didn't like the dress? We had to change it last minute. Or what if I said something stupid, or tripped over my own feet? The ring Jane had given me help with my pain and it was easier to move around now, but still. What if I overworked myself? What if I put Harry under too much stress? He's not one for the spot light, he'd rather be in the background. And he hated getting dressed up, and crowds, and loyd noises. This was everything he hated, but he was doing it for me. I had zoned out again, just starring blankly at the wall. I couldn't think about anything else, nothing around me mattered. They were doing final touches now, the jewelry, the nails. Touching up the makeup and hair. They took tiny safety pins, and pinned the ribbons of my shoes tight, so they wouldn't fall down. Mal was standing behind me, fixing to curls to frame my face. She placed the crown behind the braid that went across my hair line. She pinned it in, as tight as she could get it, then dousing it in hair spray. Evil placed flowers in the back of the bun, some pink and yellow; with strands of green ribbon tied in.

"Are you ready (Y/N)? Harry and Ben are waiting to see you." Evil was smiling at me, I couldn't help but smile back. I went to grab one of my purses, but Evie stopped me. She pulled on the side of the dress, opening one of the drappings on the dress.
"It has pockets, so you don't have to worry about having to carry around a bag." I smiled again, and slid my things inside. Mal grabbed my left hand, while Evie grabbed the right. They would go down the main stair case first, the boys already have seen their dresses, but they wanted mine to be a big reveal. My heart was beating out of my chest, hoping Harry would like it.

Harry POV

Ben and I had gone down to the main hall, waiting at the end of the stairs. I guess he could tell I was nervous, he rested his hand on my shoulder, giving it a squeeze. It was supposed to be comforting, but it wasn't, it just made me more nervous. Mal and Evie were at the top of the stairs, their arms linked as they walked down them. Mal went to Ben and Evie went to Doug. I saw Jane, and the familiar red hair I had grown to love standing next to her. (Y/N) was absolutely BEAUTIFUL. I've never really seen her this dressed up. Her arm was linked with Jane's, steading her as they walked down. She had a soft smile on her face like always, so gentle and kind.
"You look beautiful (Y/N)." Ben had spun her around gently, he skirt swirling around.

"I guess Ben beat me to it." I smiled at her, wrapping one of my arms around her waist. She blushed and rested her head against my shoulder. I was much taller than her, being 5'11, and her around 5'6.
I linked her arm through mine, as we followed the others out towards the large ballroom. We went up a smaller set of stairs, (Y/N) holding onto me and the railing. We went into a small room, where we sat and waited till it was time for the roll call thingy, where they called out the title and we walk in. Mal, Ben, (Y/N), and I would be the ones coming down the stairs, along with Belle and Adam. The rest of our friends, would be going through the main door below the stairs. (Y/N) was leaning on my shoulder, my arm holding onto her waist. We were talking quietly, trying to calm our nerves.
"Harry" Mal's voice shook me out of my thoughts. I nodded to her. "Remember, clocksworth will call it out as 'Princess (Y/N) and Lord Harry.' Okay? It will be Belle and Adam, Me and Ben, and then you and (Y/N) following last. Being as (Y/N) is the youngest royal in the family." I nodded, trying not to move because (Y/N) was asleep on my shoulder. "And don't forget about the first dance, do you remember what to do?"

"Yes, before (Y/N) got hurt, we practiced. After she got hurt, Uma helped me so I wouldn't mess up." (Y/N) shifted into my shoulder, her hand gripping onto my vest. I had to admit, I was not used to this yet. I never thought I would be this close to someone other than Uma and Gill. I tightened my arm around her, pulling her closer to my chest. I saw Ben smile, and the flash of Jane's camera. The shutter sound and the bright light woke up (Y/N). She groaned and turned towards me more. I didn't know how to respond, she was almost in my lap. Ben and Carlos were holding in laughs at my facial expression. Jay and Uma didn't even try, just laughing in the corner. Evie shook her head and strode over, placing one of my hand around her waist, and the other one on her upper back. Evie swung (Y/N)'s legs over my lap, making her lean on me more. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. Ben couldn't hold it in anymore, and had to cover his mouth as he laughed. It's not that I didn't want to hold her like that, I wanted to be that close. But 1, it's awkward having this many people around, 2. She asleep, and is just like a rag doll in my arms. And 3, I have never really dated someone, so I'm in no way, shape, or form used to this. We heard a distant bell, signaling that it would start soon. The others said goodbye, leaving only me, Ben, Mal, and (Y/N) in the room. It would still be 20 minutes or more before Belle and Adam arrived.
"She hasn't changed much from when we were kids." Ben was smiling at (Y/N)'s sleeping form. "She used to always do that to me or Dad. She can fall asleep anywhere, no matter what's happening or who she's with." I looked down at her sleeping form, she looked so peaceful.
"She really likes you Harry." Mal spoke, having sat are the arm of the couch next to (Y/N), and gently ran her hand across her forehead. "You should hear the way she talks about you, the way she smiles when someone mentions your name. Or how her eyes light up when Uma and Gill tells her stories about you. It's just like she was a child again. Always so happy to see or hear about you." I smiled, I couldn't manage to get any words out.
"I just hope I'm doing a good job being there for her," I looked down at her, "I've never really been in a relationship before, I feel like I'm just playing a guessing game." I ran my thumb against her cheek, smiling softly.