A/N: This chapter is basically about Lauren nor Jack remembering they kissed. From the time they drank the rum and then on was a blur. Ok? Now, for anyone out there, and this is pretty stupid so you don't have to answer, how do you tell a boy you fancy them? I was having a voice fight in my head where one voice said "Just tell him.." and the other said, "Oh, that's real bright. 'Hey,Cody. I am head over heels in love with you and I just met you yesterday and I can't stop staring at you and when you touched my hat today I realised I never want to give away that hat ever again.' " I mean really. So, please help me out. Ok...blabbing...back to the story!
Lauren opened her eyes. She looked next to her and there was Jack Sparrow passed out next to her with a rum bottle in his hand. She got up. Put her hat back on her head and crept out the door. Hoping no one would notice she was there the whole night, or they might think something of it. As she was shutting the creaking door she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Bloody hell, Will! Scare me to death why don't you!" she screamed at him. He smirked.
"Oi'm guessing you and Jack know each other really well?" he asked her. She grinned.
"It's not like that, mate, and you know it. Ok? Infact, I really have no idea what happened." she told him recalling it. It was true, she had no idea what had occured last night. She didn't even remember the kiss.
"Sure and I am in love with Gibbs." Will said.
"Ew. That's so gross, mate. I didn't know you were like that!" she exclaimed.
He nodded. "So nothing really happened?" he asked. She shook her head. "Ok, well, I'm not like that anyways." he said, before stocking back below deck. She rolled her eyes and walked over to the side of the ship. SHe let her arms hang over the wooden railing.
"Does he have to be like my father?" she breathed to herself. She felt the salty breeze against her dirty face. Her knotted brown hair blew in the wind. She looked to see a short man steering the boat. She saw some one out of the corner of her eye stand next to her.
"Who are you thinking about?" a female voice said. Lauren looked up.
"What?" she asked Elizabeth.
"You're thinking about some one. Who?" she repeated.
"Nothing...it's just...Will is practically acting like my father. Where was he when I was captured by all those people and pirates? Hmm...some father." she said.
"Why are you saying that?" she asked Lauren.
"Well, I have no memory of what happened last night, I have a slight memory of me going into Jack's quarters, I wake up in there, come out, and am interogged. By your lovely fiance." she told Elizabeth.
"Ah, so you are thinking about Jack?" Elizabeth asked. Lauren shrugged and turned back to face the ocean.
"I dunno, really. I mean, what is he, 28? 30? And, I'm only nineteen." Lauren said sadly.
"Yeah, but, for pirates, age isn't a matter." Elizabeth told her smartly. Lauren shrugged. "Well, you tell me when you figure out who it is you're thinking about tell me." and she walked off. Leaving Lauren alone. Then, it came to Lauren. She just remembered how she was supposed to steal the ship. Crap! She had forgotten. How was she supposed to do it? Oh, yeah, Davy Jones told her to wing it. Great!
