"Uma. Uma. Wake up." Harry whispered in a worried tone. I slowly opened my eyes to see myself in a strange room with lots of weird equipment and tools surrounding me. I looked beside me to see Harry kneeling there, holding my hand in his. I wasn't s...
I stayed sitting at the table for a moment, thinking to myself. Then Harry walked up to me and sat down across from me where Ben was.
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"Was something going on with ye' and Ben?" He asked, putting his hook on the table. "What? No. I was just trying to set a good impression. Ya know, for evil and stuff."I answered, shrugging. I lied about the second part, but the first was very true. I had no feelings whatsoever for Ben. "Okay. Good." He sighed with relief. "Hey, by any chance . . . did you hear what him and Mal were discussing outside?" I asked, cocking my head a bit. "Yes I did. They said that they were gonna stay here for 3 days." Harry said. I started plotting again. Harry noticed and gently tapped my hand. "I don't suggest doing anything bad. They brought guards." I rolled my eyes, "Pfft! I don't care about some stupid guys in uniforms. And if they catch me, what's the worst they can do? Keep me on the Isle?" Harry nodded, "Ye' have a good point..." "I know I do. And that's why I'm not scared to do anything bad. So if you don't mind, I'm coming up with a plan." I continued strategizing a plan. "So, if Mal and Beast Boy are staying here for a few days, that gives us the opportunity to-" "Uma!" Harry shouted, cutting me off. "What?" I retorted. "I need to tell you something very important," He started to sweat, but he mostly hid the nervous look on his face. "I... I uhh... I like you." I raised an eyebrow. "Oooookaaaay?" I drawled, confused on what he meant. "No no. I mean, I like you like you. Like as in more than a friend." He became even more nervous and studied my reaction. My jaw dropped. "R-really? Wow..." Harry looked down, "Do ye' like me too...?" Now I became nervous. I thought of how to answer him, biting my lip. "Well, you see, I, well, I... Yes..." I gazed down at the table, trying not to show that I was blushing. Harry's face lit up and he grinned. "Really? Yesssss!" I laughed a bit. Without noticing, we moved closer and closer towards each other, then eventually kissed. Once we noticed we quickly pulled away and looked embarrassed. "Sorry," Harry said, looking down. I smiled a bit. "Don't be." We stared lovingly at each other for a bit. I suddenly heard what sounded like a recording sound, and I shot my head over to the direction it came from. I saw Gil holding up his new phone, grinning, "Awesome! I just got that on video!" I felt my hands curl into fists, and my face express the nastiest glare I've ever shown. Without saying a word, I got out of my seat, walked over to Gil, and stood right in front of him. His eyes widened and he started shaking, "P-p-p-please d-d-don't h-h-hurt m-me." "It's too late for that." I growled, stepping closer to him. "No!" He squeaked, covering his face with his hands, "Not the face! Not the face!" I raised a fist and aimed it right at him. I let it lunge forward and collide with his shoulder, sending him stumbling out of his chair. "And that's me being generous." I snarled, kicking him in the side. I snatched his phone out of his hand and stormed outside to the ship. I held it out over the roiling sea below filled with bloodthirsty sharks. A crowd of pirates watched from a safe distance. I let go and it plummeted down into the dark waters below. I went back inside the shoppe and sat back down, still looking furious. "Yikes. I'd hate to see what happens if someone triggers ye' now." Harry said, his eyes wide. I just groaned and threw my head onto my arms on the table. "He's so tiring," I mumbled, barely able to talk because my face was buried into my arms. Harry rubbed my shoulder, "I get it. It's a lot to handle." "You have no idea." I kept my face down, starting to calm down a bit more.
Harry's POV:
I kept rubbing Uma's shoulder, trying to get her to relax a bit. She eventually took her face out of her arms and looked up. She looked exhausted. "Thanks, Harry." She said, smiling a little. "Of course." I replied, smiling back. I really did love Uma. She was such an amazing friend, and I'm so glad she has feelings for me too. "So, are ye' gonna continue plotting?" I asked. "Are you kidding?" She whined, moaning. She put her head back on her arms, "I'm too tired to plot." Her words sounded like a mumble, but I just laughed a bit. "Get some rest. I'll handle everything else for now." "Thanks." She took her head off her arms and got up, heading to her room.
