CHAPTER THIRTY - DESCENDANTS 3

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Lizzie's POV

It's now been a week since we returned to the Isle and things were finally looking up as Uma and I were working hard to reshape and improve the Isle with everything we had to offer especially seeing as the news had spread of why we were back and why Celia was back and a lot of people were upset over the VK program being shut down which is why Uma and I were giving everything we had to make things better and everyone was responding to us which was a shock.

Harry and I were better now that we'd talked and I was finally sleeping again and we were even thinking about getting our own place together since we both loved the Jolly Rodger and living there but there wasn't a lot of privacy and with things great between us we wanted the privacy of just us.

I checked my watch seeing it was nearly time to meet up with Uma at the Chip Shoppe but I didn't want to leave the comfort of Harry's arms yet so I put the watch down and turned snuggling my head against his chest smiling when I felt his hand slide up under my shirt tickling a little.

"Mm...morning princess" I looked up seeing his eyes opened lazily.

"Morning pirate" I shot back making him smirk since I'd started calling him pirate whenever he called me princess, not that he hated the word like I despised being called princess but with Harry I had grown to love it from him since I knew he said it with a different meaning. "Arent ye supposed to be meeting Uma?" he asked quirking an eye at me.

"Yeah but I'm comfy" I pretended to whine and cuddled closer to him and he chuckled pressing his lips to the top of my head. "I have barely seen you these last few days so she can wait"

"I agree with that" he replied cupping my cheek before we shared a kiss and my hands instinctively moved to wrap around his neck and thread through his hair. "Have I mentioned that I love yeh?" he asked as we parted for air.

"Maybe once or twice" I smiled pulling him towards me again and he slowly rolled on top of me making my heart quicken as I remembered our close call a week ago if it hadn't of been for Gil interrupting and I knew that he was no doubt already at the Chip Shoppe and we'd put a lock on the door.

"I love you Liza"

"Love you too Hook" I smiled running my hands up his bare back before digging my nails in when he started peppering kisses along my neck undoubtedly leaving his mark and I didn't care especially as he pressed kisses over my fading scar.

"Do yeh...want to?" he asked and I smiled at his question as he leant back to look into my eyes.

"I want all of you Harry" I put my hands on either side of his face bringing his lips back to mine as his hands found my waist and started pushing my shirt up uncovering my skin inch by inch before I helped him get it over my head and his eyes locked onto my chest making me roll my eyes before I wrapped my legs around his waist and rolled us over so that I was straddling his waist and I started untying the strings of his pants helping him out of them before he flipped me back over making me let out a short squeal of surprise before laughter filled the room as he returned the favor and we finally took the next step of our relationship together.

I couldn't wipe the smile off my face as Harry and I were both getting dressed after the hour we'd just spent together, I was standing in front of our closet watching him in the broken mirror that hung on the door as we continued to sneak glances at each other smiling when we'd catch the others looking while I pulled on my clothes deciding to go a bit more girly today with a red/black checkered heart shaped neckline short netted skirt dress that I'd made out of leftover fabric that I'd had laying around and paired with with my embroidered rose boots, some black fingerless gloves and denim jacket that I'd cut into a cropped high waist and dyed red before I grabbed the necklace that Harry had given me which resembled us turning around to see him dressed and smiled at the fluffy old fashioned collar necktie around his neck.

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