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pleasing Our Founder, Harry Styles, toasts the launch of Pleasing Fragrance with friends in London. November, 2023.
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When you and your besties do this trend and you end up crying because of the way they see you 🥹
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Without further ado. Here is a sneak peak of my latest writing: Fool’s Gold! This is a Pirate!Harry story and I hope this makes up for my terrible procrastination skills.
BANG!
Y/N gasps out at the loud noise, falling onto the ground. That sounded like a canon, were they under attack? Was the crew finally deciding on anarchy on the ship?
BANG!
Another loud noise, she could hear yelling and running around...this wasn't good. She quickly got up and rushed out onto the deck, finding Smithins already holding the journal he always carried around tight to his chest. He looked as if he was about to faint.
"What's going on?" She whispered to him. She could feel her panic brewing, this was the first time she had seen him so frightened.
"I don't know...I think we are being raided.
"Raided? By who?"
"Oh god!"
She turned to see the captain in sheer hysteria, running from his cabin with his hands over his mouth.
"He's found me, oh he's found me I'm done for! I'm ruined!"
"Who Captain?" one of the crew members asks.
"Scary Harry, I'm a dead man! You might as well slap the black spot on me!"
The captain wailed and screamed in fear and agony, he was already dramatic enough but this was far worse.
"Who is Scary Harry?" She asked Smithins. She saw how he reacted strongly to the announcement. His eyes widened, clinging the book closer while muttering to himself.
"The Sea Wolf..." he finally rasped out.
Her heart stopped at that moment, she had heard from other crew members about the pirate known as The Sea Wolf. He was nortorious being the most bloodthirsty pirate that ever sailed the seas. Smithins even told her himself that The Sea Wolf was the enforcer of the pirate code. Any pirate who broke the code would be hunted down by him, and be made a gross example of.
"I need you to listen to me," Smithins whispered to her. "I want you to just lay low, do not draw attention to yourself. We are probably going to be transferred to his crew."
"What about you?"
"I'm staying right here by you dove. We just have to do what we are told."
That's when she saw it, a huge black ship inching closer to them. A flag of a wolf's head raised high for all to see. This was it, she was about to get a taste of actual pirates. Gruesome pirates at that.
The crew got on the ship so fast, causing all of them to huddle together. She kept true to Smithins' instructions, making sure her head hung low so she blended in.
She could hear heavy footsteps of boots, from what little she saw this had to the The Sea Wolf. She also could hear the panting of a dog that wasn't far behind, grey and wired-haired. From her knowledge of dog breeds it had to be an Irish Wolfhound he kept as a pet.
The captain was on his knees, whimpering and being a blumbering idiot. A sigh of defeat left her, who would have thought her little adventure would end this way.
"George Humpfres," she heard a deep, smooth voice speak to the captain. "You broke the code."
"I am so, so sorry Harry-"
"Harold." The tone was sharp, it sent chills down her spine.
"Harold, sorry...yes I-I know that I...went a little far."
"A bit? Section 3 of the Pirate Code clearly states that none shall game with money either by dice or cards. But you went past that, didn't you? Caused some people to be quite disgruntled by you."
"Please...Sir, I beg of you...I have a problem, yes but I-I can change!"
"You are a joke, a disgrace to the name of the pirate. You would rather have your men starve for your selfishness. You reacting this way only proves you know the fate you are about to face. Luckily I’ll spare your life…however, you are going to have to go to the island."
"The-The island?! Oh Sir please, please do not send me there! Cut my fingers, throw me to the sharks but not the island!"
The island? Was he going to have the captain be marooned? Being marooned on an island is often the fate of a pirate that breaks rules. There were islands everywhere however, what was so frightening about that place?
"Begging is very unbecoming for you George. The very least you can do is fight for your life. White Pirate, more like yellow belly. No matter, Mitch?"
She heard more footsteps.
"Please be sure to have him locked up with nothing but the basics, whatever he had on this eyesore now belongs to us as collateral. I'm sure your team will appreciate the structure they are about to receive George."
"Remember," she heard Smithins whisper. "Stay low, keep close to me yeah?"
She nodded, feeling herself being moved. She stayed close behind him, looking down at his feet the whole time. Just then she heard a noise from the dog, but it wasn't a growl or anything threatening. It was more like...happy panting. She could even see the dog trying to lick her fingers. This dog was going to draw attention to her and she would be found out! Her father always told her dogs were loyal but stupid.
"Stop...stop it," she whispered. Trying to shoo the dog away but it wouldn't let up. Following alongside her.
What she didn't know, as she was walking down the plank, a man stood nearby watching the whole thing. His head slowly turned with her movement. She couldn't see his sharp green eyes looking at her or the small tapping of his ringed fingers on the holder of his pistol. She didn’t even hear the small “hm” he made.
Meanwhile, her curiosity was getting the better of her when they came to a stop. She had to know what was happening, at least see where she was. Slowly she raised her head a bit to get a look. They were all still huddled together, but she could at least see two men dressed in black holding the captain in shackles.
The captain was still blubbering and crying. His white suit was covered in dirt, from being manhandled she was sure of it. Then came the footsteps again, slow and heavy.
A sort of broadening man wearing a long tattered trench coat walked toward the three men at an agonizing pace. From the little detail she could see, he had long, wavy hair and a rather large-looking captain hat that rested on his head. This was certainly The Sea Wolf, or Scary Harry, whatever he was called.
“George,” he spoke. Leaning close to the captain’s face. “Now I want you to be honest with me. Because now your life truly depends on it. Have any of your men sneaked a woman on board?”
Oh shit.
Her eyes widened, looking up at Smithins. She couldn’t see his reaction, but she noticed a small breath inhaled sharply out of him.
The captain looked at the man in question in pure shock, followed by a high-pitched laugh.
“A woman?! Sir, I do believe you are gravely mistaken! I-I may have broken some laws but certainly not that!”
“How curious,” the man’s voice didn’t sound angry, far too calm for even her taste. “Pearl!”
That’s when she saw the dog prancing over to him. By that point, he turned around facing them. The hat was so wide in the brim that she still couldn’t see his face. But she could see the rings on his hands and the many pistols around his waist as he scratched the dog’s head.
“Females can smell other females,” he stated. “And little Pearl here can smell a woman from a mile away. Are you calling my pet a liar?”
“Wha-no! Of course not Harry, I mean Harold! I'm just saying…that I make sure to count the crew every month and I can swear to you on the Bible that I have exactly four-“
Suddenly the captain stopped, he looked as if he was counting the huddled crew. His eyes grew wide, mouthing numbers only to start hyperventilating.
“There’s supposed to be 14,” he rasped. “14 is above 13…they are supposed to be above 13!”
The crew around her grumbled in annoyance. It seemed the captain was so wrapped up in his gambling he didn’t even notice the additional member.
“The number of men is the least of your problems. Now I’m going to ask you again. Did one of your men, sneak a woman on board in disguise? Which, may I remind you per Section 6 of the code is a violation resulting in death.”
As he talked she could see him coming towards the crew causing her to jerk her head back down. Stupid mutt gave her away just by smelling her! She heard the footsteps get louder with each slow step. Her heart was racing, and for a brief moment, she began to regret running away from home.
She wanted to see her father again, to hug him and cry on his shoulder. Tell him how sorry she was, that she would marry Liam if that made him happy. She should have escaped on the first port they landed! She should have stayed with the original plan, but no. She with her social butterfly tendencies got caught up with the crew and now she was going to be killed!
The footsteps stopped right beside her, she couldn’t help but notice he smelled sort of…nice. Then again being around smelly men and washed in sea marsh changes your sense of smell. But that was beside the point, she had to keep her head down…maybe, just maybe in some crazy way, he would look past her and be none the wiser.
“All the mud and ocean mist can’t cover up the scent of a pretty girl.”
Suddenly she felt fingertips on her chin, not by force, but he was firm in making her look up at him. Her curiosity got the best of her, for while she wanted to see what he looked like she didn’t want him to see him this close.
The first thing she noticed was his eyes. Sharp and green, like emeralds. A long beard that had some trinkets wrapped in it. His face was rough and yet…sort of handsome. She found her potential killer handsome, the heat must be getting to her.
“All the treasure in the world and the prettiest one just fell on my lap.”
He then looked down at his dog with a small laugh.
“Might have to get you a fine steak for this Pearly.”
The high-pitched cry from the captain broke the tension. Causing everyone to look as he fell onto his knees.
“A woman on my ship?! Oh, Sir, please! I didn’t not know! I didn’t know she was on board please don’t kill me!”
The Sea Wolf didn’t seem all that phased, whistling at some men and jerking his head toward something.
“Take her to the main chamber.”
She saw the men walk over, grabbing both ends of her causing her to scream out. Suddenly The Sea Wolf pulled out one of his pistols at one of them. His face hardened with a small growl coming from the dog.
“Learn your fucking manners,” his voice dark and raspy. “You treat delicates with care!”
The men muttered a “yes captain” before taking her away. The closer they got to the door the more her panic was rising. Then the last thing she remembered happening, was how she screamed for her father before her world went black.
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if you get it, you get it
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someone PLEASE just put this man in a romcom already im begginnggggg
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the way i’d drop everything…
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✨ dash cleanse ✨
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“my sweet Apollo” 🏹❤️
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