Hook Me (Harry Hook Fanfiction)
written by ☆kiola-the-iola☆
Cecilia "Cece" De Vil, half-sister to Carlos, is also his opposite. Ruthless, mean, and cold hearted, all she wants is revenge on him for getting her kicked out of the house years ago. She's built a reputation for being an amazing fighter and street terror, but she isn't the VK leader: Uma is. And Cece's a loner. So when Harry Hook calls in a favor and forces her to join Uma's crew, she's mad. But soon Uma promises her revenge, so she stays. And along the way to finding herself and getting what she wants, she finds something a little more… unexpected. Love. Meet Cece: https://hogwartsishere.com/1193340/ (Author's Note: For my purposes, in this fanfic, Harry is straight. I know there are different views on what his sexuality really is, but for this, he is straight.)
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
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CHAPTER FOUR: CAN"T BE ENEMIES
Chapter 5
"What do you think you're doing?" she yelled. "We don't have time to get all lovey-dovey. We need to fully focus on taking over Auradon!"
"Uma-" Harry interjected, but she interrupted,
"Cece, you'll be moving into my room. Not that I want to have to deal with your attitude 24/7, but I kind of have to anyway. I don't want to know what's been happening at night." I motioned to Harry and I,
"This all started today, Uma, don't worry."
"Well, it's ending today, too."
"Uma!" Harry whined. She gave him a sharp look. He stood there, dejected, kind of looking like a lost puppy. I laughed and Uma turned to me,
"What's so funny, Cece?" I shook my head,
"Oh, nothing." Then I remembered, "Oh, by the way, we saw someone at Curl Up and Dye. Someone of interest."
"Who?" Uma asked suspiciously. I grinned.
"Mal." Uma gaped and then smirked.
"Well, well, well. Little Mal is back?"
"Yes, Uma." I watched as her mood seemed to get better.
"So what about our relationship?" asked Harry.
I looked at Harry with a smile, who had turned puppy dog eyes on Uma. She sighed,
"Fine! You can kiss all you want as long as I don't have to see it, and it doesn't get in the way of everything." Harry grinned and enveloped me in an embrace.
"Where I can't see you!" Uma said. I pulled away from Harry with a smirk.
"Calm down, Uma." She rolled her eyes and groaned.
.....
I opened my eyes to the quiet stillness of Uma's room. She had still made me move, probably for good reason. I slipped off my cot and out the door, looking back to make sure Uma's bed was still occupied.
I knocked softly on Harry's door. He slowly opened it, a crooked smirk dropping on to his face when he saw it was me.
"Hello, my little duckling." I grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. He grunted.
"Don't call me a duckling." I released his arm and stepped into his room.
"What are you doing, Cece?"
"I still didn't get a pillow, so I thought I'd steal yours. Because no matter what you say, you still have one." I flopped onto his bed, grabbing the pillow and sinking my head into it.
"Enjoying yourself?" Harry asked, amused.
"I've never had a pillow before," I said, muffled. I rolled over onto my back as Harry laid down beside me. He pulled me into his arms, burying his face in my hair. I rubbed his back, looking up to his face. He leaned down and kissed me, teasing me with his tongue. I intertwined my hands in his hair, soaking in his warmth and losing myself in his kiss. Finally he pulled back slowly, breathing heavily.
"How are you feeling, Cece?" I smiled, my sore lips making my eyes water.
"Amazing." He laughed. I cuddled closer into his chest.
"If only Carlos could see you now." I laughed,
"What does that mean?" He shrugged,
"Well, you are simply ravishing." I swatted at his face,
"Cut it out!" He just squeezed me tighter. I breathed his cologne in. For the first time, I felt really truly loved. And it felt amazing.
.....
"Time to wake up," Uma said in a singsong voice. I groaned and sat up. Harry and I had stayed up late the night before talking about plans for the takeover.
"Cece, I've got news. I'm meeting Mal at my mom's shop soon. Basically, the VKs and King Ben followed her and we captured Ben. Now she's coming to meet me and hear my terms." I jumped to my feet.
"Will Carlos be there?" Uma shook her head.
"But hopefully, when they bring me the wand, he will be. And he'll be all yours." I smiled and then frowned,
"What wand?" Uma giggled,
"The Fairy Godmother's wand, to open the barrier!" I gaped.
"That's your plan? Don't you think they might tell someone?" Uma looked out the window.
"Then Ben gets fed to the sharks. Mal knows what's at stake. And she can't bear to lose little Bennyboo." I couldn't argue with that logic.
"And Carlos is all mine?"
"All yours, Cece," she said. "Although you seem to have an unhealthy, slightly scary obsession with this revenge." I raised an eyebrow,
"Do you disapprove?" She laughed,
"Of course not! You're the kind of girl I like. An Isle girl, through and through."
"You're actually being nice to me?" I asked in disbelief. She shrugged.
"We're too much alike to be enemies." I nodded,
"Amen to that!"
At that moment, somebody knocked on the door.
"Come in," Uma called, sounding bored. Harry opened the door and stepped inside.
"Can I see Cece?" Uma waved her hand,
"Not where I can see you."
"Noted," Harry said, motioning me out the door.
We stood at the railing, looking out over the Isle.
"So, are you excited for vengeance?" I nodded,
"Revenge never seemed so near." Harry turned to me and grabbed my hand, a fanatic excitement lighting his eyes.
"It's our time, Cece!" he yelled with wild abandon, grabbing my waist and swinging me around. I squealed, uncharacteristic to me, and a passing crewmen looked at me funny.
Harry put me down, brushing the hair out of my face. I smiled,
"It's our time."
"Uma-" Harry interjected, but she interrupted,
"Cece, you'll be moving into my room. Not that I want to have to deal with your attitude 24/7, but I kind of have to anyway. I don't want to know what's been happening at night." I motioned to Harry and I,
"This all started today, Uma, don't worry."
"Well, it's ending today, too."
"Uma!" Harry whined. She gave him a sharp look. He stood there, dejected, kind of looking like a lost puppy. I laughed and Uma turned to me,
"What's so funny, Cece?" I shook my head,
"Oh, nothing." Then I remembered, "Oh, by the way, we saw someone at Curl Up and Dye. Someone of interest."
"Who?" Uma asked suspiciously. I grinned.
"Mal." Uma gaped and then smirked.
"Well, well, well. Little Mal is back?"
"Yes, Uma." I watched as her mood seemed to get better.
"So what about our relationship?" asked Harry.
I looked at Harry with a smile, who had turned puppy dog eyes on Uma. She sighed,
"Fine! You can kiss all you want as long as I don't have to see it, and it doesn't get in the way of everything." Harry grinned and enveloped me in an embrace.
"Where I can't see you!" Uma said. I pulled away from Harry with a smirk.
"Calm down, Uma." She rolled her eyes and groaned.
.....
I opened my eyes to the quiet stillness of Uma's room. She had still made me move, probably for good reason. I slipped off my cot and out the door, looking back to make sure Uma's bed was still occupied.
I knocked softly on Harry's door. He slowly opened it, a crooked smirk dropping on to his face when he saw it was me.
"Hello, my little duckling." I grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. He grunted.
"Don't call me a duckling." I released his arm and stepped into his room.
"What are you doing, Cece?"
"I still didn't get a pillow, so I thought I'd steal yours. Because no matter what you say, you still have one." I flopped onto his bed, grabbing the pillow and sinking my head into it.
"Enjoying yourself?" Harry asked, amused.
"I've never had a pillow before," I said, muffled. I rolled over onto my back as Harry laid down beside me. He pulled me into his arms, burying his face in my hair. I rubbed his back, looking up to his face. He leaned down and kissed me, teasing me with his tongue. I intertwined my hands in his hair, soaking in his warmth and losing myself in his kiss. Finally he pulled back slowly, breathing heavily.
"How are you feeling, Cece?" I smiled, my sore lips making my eyes water.
"Amazing." He laughed. I cuddled closer into his chest.
"If only Carlos could see you now." I laughed,
"What does that mean?" He shrugged,
"Well, you are simply ravishing." I swatted at his face,
"Cut it out!" He just squeezed me tighter. I breathed his cologne in. For the first time, I felt really truly loved. And it felt amazing.
.....
"Time to wake up," Uma said in a singsong voice. I groaned and sat up. Harry and I had stayed up late the night before talking about plans for the takeover.
"Cece, I've got news. I'm meeting Mal at my mom's shop soon. Basically, the VKs and King Ben followed her and we captured Ben. Now she's coming to meet me and hear my terms." I jumped to my feet.
"Will Carlos be there?" Uma shook her head.
"But hopefully, when they bring me the wand, he will be. And he'll be all yours." I smiled and then frowned,
"What wand?" Uma giggled,
"The Fairy Godmother's wand, to open the barrier!" I gaped.
"That's your plan? Don't you think they might tell someone?" Uma looked out the window.
"Then Ben gets fed to the sharks. Mal knows what's at stake. And she can't bear to lose little Bennyboo." I couldn't argue with that logic.
"And Carlos is all mine?"
"All yours, Cece," she said. "Although you seem to have an unhealthy, slightly scary obsession with this revenge." I raised an eyebrow,
"Do you disapprove?" She laughed,
"Of course not! You're the kind of girl I like. An Isle girl, through and through."
"You're actually being nice to me?" I asked in disbelief. She shrugged.
"We're too much alike to be enemies." I nodded,
"Amen to that!"
At that moment, somebody knocked on the door.
"Come in," Uma called, sounding bored. Harry opened the door and stepped inside.
"Can I see Cece?" Uma waved her hand,
"Not where I can see you."
"Noted," Harry said, motioning me out the door.
We stood at the railing, looking out over the Isle.
"So, are you excited for vengeance?" I nodded,
"Revenge never seemed so near." Harry turned to me and grabbed my hand, a fanatic excitement lighting his eyes.
"It's our time, Cece!" he yelled with wild abandon, grabbing my waist and swinging me around. I squealed, uncharacteristic to me, and a passing crewmen looked at me funny.
Harry put me down, brushing the hair out of my face. I smiled,
"It's our time."
