Dark Hearted || Narry AU ✔

Chapter 20- "The cost of kindness"

Answer: Math and English and Hades- he's me but like a dude with fire for hair.

Dedication: @SimplyObnoxious_x, @TineLoveHarry, @AmazingDreamerX, @ImInHere, @XxLifeIsGoodxX, @xStylzx, @karrystyles12, & @-imaginehoran

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The rest of the day was spent mourning. And soon we went to bed- Harry falling asleep in my arms once again. We were heading to the third and final clue- the last part of finding out where the elixir could be found, and I was nervous, anxious that it would lead to another clue or that we would find it and it wouldn't work at all. I was scared that all of this would be for nothing.

But then Harry shifted on my chest, the morning light dancing over his features, and I realized it wasn't for nothing. If it wasn't for this search, I would have never seen Harry as something more than a prisoner. I would have never been here- in my bed with the lad cuddled up to me on my chest. I was grateful now for the curse, and if the witch that had cursed us had still been alive I would thank her. (I knew I couldn't, considering my father had given her up for witchcraft when she refused to reverse the curse and therefore got her sentenced to be lynched, but still it's the thought that counts right?)

Last night was the second best night's rest I've had in literal ages, and I couldn't help but connect it with Harry. I briefly wondered if the curse had taken effect on Harry as well, or if it would if he stayed here for long enough. He didn't seem to have aged- appearance wise- since those weeks ago when we picked him up from the ship, but then again, it could have just been him. I was sure however that Bradly was now effected by the curse as well, having been prisoner for months, so I was stuck with what I would have to do with him. There was always sending him back, to be a whore, but I thought of Zayn and frowned, thinking better of it. He could be the cleaner, or something low like that, until the curse is broken at least. Or maybe he should just stay a prisoner.

The curly haired lad shifted, snuffling as he turned around in my grasp. I watched him, smiling lightly as his eyes fluttered. He yawned, looking like a puppy, rubbing his eyes with closed fists and I wanted to coo at how cute he looked- not that I would admit that to him or anyone for that matter. I didn't want to risk getting teased mercilessly by the crew. I knew it probably wouldn't happen soon, everyone still mourning the losses. But we knew how to move on from it fairly quickly, having lived ages just watching loved ones die around us. It sounds horrible, that we were so used to loved ones dying, that we could get over it so easily and quickly, but it was true. Our living circumstances were different, and not truly as amazing as a lot of people may think.

He slowly sat up, smiling shyly at me. I smiled back gently, deciding that I would do the best that I could to win over this lad's heart, because he had already stolen mine. Again, I wouldn't admit that to him just yet, rather I would like to see if maybe we were in the same boat: stealing each other's hearts without even knowing it, but pining over each other as well. I hoped we were, despite what it would mean: we were both blind bigots. But it wouldn't matter, because I would have him and his heart, and he would have me and mine. A knock and a timid 'Captain' broke the comfortable silence that covered us like a blanked, and I sighed, calling out to whoever it was that they could enter.

Much to my surprise it was Liam, a sad smile on his face and my features softened. I stepped out of bed, tossing on a shirt and trousers before slipping on my boots. I glanced to see Harry had done the same, neither of us speaking while we dressed in silence. Liam stood almost awkwardly- something he had never been around me.

I knew it was time to start the day, time to fall back into 'Captain Horan'. But this time, it was Captain Horan with Harry Styles- he wouldn't be a prisoner, nor would he be someone I just tossed aside due to my reputation. That wouldn't help me when it came to winning over his heart. His hand hesitantly intertwined with mine, and I smiled gently squeezing his hand reassuringly to show I wasn't angry at him for holding my hand. I was in fact quite happy with it.

"Erm, Ni. Eh, Captain I was- I was wondering if maybe we, or you, maybe you could let Brad out, erm like not a prisoner anymore?" He stuttered and I laughed quietly, watching him ramble cutely. He blushed, his whole face going a beautiful shade of pink, and I glanced at Liam who had a smile on his face too, looking like he wanted to laugh. I nodded, smiling gently at the lad.

"Sure, love." I said and then yelled out to Calum when we got on deck to go and release the lad. He could be the powder monkey, the washer boy, but at least that was better than being a prisoner. I turned to face Harry, seeing him beaming and I smiled gently before letting go of his hand and making my way up the steps and to the deck where the map was tacked to the table. Zayn's compass still sitting neatly in the corner, making me take a deep breath to calm my racing heart. I looked at the map, seeing the third spot. I knew we weren't far, a day or so out, and then we would find the cure. I didn't know if the third place would be a third clue, or if it would be the actual elixir. Either way, I was way too excited about this, knowing how excited Zayn would have been. I realized how difficult this would be, getting over Zayn.

He wasn't like everyone else, not in the slightest. He was our brother, my brother. It wouldn't be that easy.

A loud squeal pierced the air, and I frowned slightly wondering what the noise is. I stepped away from the map, glancing over the rail just in time to see a happy Brad running up the steps. I watched as he took in the sun, a smile on his face. A smile that only seemed to grow when he saw Harry. I felt a weird twist of jealousy in my gut as I watched the pair smile like idiots to each other. And then Brad sprinted over to Harry, engulfing him in a hug. Just as I thought my jealousy was going to make me explode, Brad kissed him.

What was worse was, Harry never let go, he never stepped back. And I felt my heart break in two.

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Wow, what an ending huh?

THIS STORY IS ALMOST OVER AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THAT.

How is Harry going to react to the kiss?

What is going on?

Do they have feelings for each other (Brad and Harry)?

Does Harry return Niall's feelings?

What will happen with Narry?

Will the third stop be the elixir or just a clue?

Will the elixir work? If it does what will happen? What if it doesn't?

How will this story end?

Real life question of the chapter:

What do you think about the Louis/Zayn/Naughty boy twitter fight? Who do you side with?

Dedication to the commenter that:

Can guess if I prefer black and white or color (when it comes to photos)?

Or

Can guess my favorite season?

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