"Harry she can't walk! She may have legs but she doesn't know how to use them, leave her on the boat... she is a distraction." Liam groans as he sets down the anchor.

They have finally arrived at Mermaids Cove, and supposedly where at the jewelled island. A place where myth says treasure litters the beach and the cup of eternal youth lies deep within the forest.

Harry and the boys, including Liam, Niall, Zayn, Ashton and a few other crew members were preparing to row over. Yet, there Harry was, holding the mermaid bridal style, her useless legs lay still in his arms.

"That's Captain to you!" The brunette roars.

Liam takes a step back before approaching him one more, trying to reason, "Captain... you cannot carry her. It is illogical, you will tire. It is a long trip."

"Tell me what to do once more Liam and you will be walking the plank and being fed to the great whites."

The puppy-eyed dog sighs as he rolls his eyes, leaving Harry and the siren alone and walking to the opposite end of the ship. There he can see Zayn is releasing the suspended small boat - of which they will use to paddle to the island.

"Liam, there is something you must know." Zayn begins, the brunette looks up, eyes glistening with curiosity. 

"Hmmm?"

"I am going to pretend to fall extremely ill, so I will be excused from coming onto the island with Harry and you." Liam is about to interrupt to ask why, however Zayn holds up his hand and continues, "Louis. I am going to help him escape, it would only be a short thirty minute paddle by our life boat for him to reach his shores - where he can welcome himself back into the kingdom and life he belongs."

Liam's eyes are wide, "but Zayn... Harry will have your head."

The raven haired man grunts as he finally released the boat that Harry will use to reach the jewelled island into the water, "Harry at this rate, won't even notice he is missing."

Liam has to nod, he has to wonder if he would even notice if his best mates left. 

"Is that what Louis wants?" Liam asks warily, knowing some form of emotion had been created towards Harry from Louis. He genuinely thought the Captain had reciprocated the fondness, he seemed to have been mistaken as of lately.

"With the way Harry has been treating him... absolutely."

Liam merely pats Zayn on the back, and it's a silent wish of luck.

----

"Zayn.... carry her." Harry orders as he walks towards the raven haired man with the siren in his hand. The olive-skinned man knows that this is his chance.

He wobbles foward, before faking a sway and quickly grasping the edge of the boat as he releases the soup he had been holding in his mouth to the ocean.

"I don't feel well Cap fuck... don't think I can make it."

The Captain groans as he turns to Liam and passes the girl off to him, "fine you are to stay in your room until well."

Not a moment later, Harry is ordering everyone, except Louis, Zayn and one other crew member to board the smaller boat. Zayn watches secretly was they paddle and eventually make there way to the island. 

He sighs as spits out the pumpkin soup once more.

Disgusting really.

"Zayn, is it time?"

The raven haired man looks at him before nodding. Zayn has already spoken to Scott, the only other crew member left of the boat. He agreed to remain silent, him (like many of the others) agreed that Harry had changed, and not for the better.

"You know how to get there right Lou? Thirty minutes and you will be there."

Louis nods, he can see the land, its distant, but he knows where he is going, "Zayn... am I making the right decision?"

Louis falls down the wall so he is eventually sitting against the wood with his knees to his chest, Zayn smiles sadly sitting next to him.

"It wasn't your choice to be here, now it is your choice to leave. This life isn't for you, don't ruin your innocence anymore."

Louis nods as he stands up, so does Zayn and they share a hug - it's an indefinite goodbye. Louis can't help the tear that falls down his cheek.

Eventually Louis steps into the little life boat and Zayn lowers him into the water, chucking him the ores. 

"Louis but promise me one thing..."

"Anything."

"Be careful around your family. Please."

The small boy nods once more, sharing a Long glance with Zayn before he turns around and begins to row to the comfort of England.

Zayn watches him for some time before he eventually turns around and makes his way to the dining table,  flopping hopelessly onto it.

"It's okay Zee. You made the right choice," Scott says as he pats the man's back, "afte rall Harry has been a dick while in this trance."

Zayn frowns as he sits up, "....trance."

Scott moves to sit down as he speaks, "well maybe trance isn't the right word but like I mean he just hasn't been himself."

Zayn shakes his head as he stands up abruptly, "no no! Trance! That's exactly it Scott. Holy fuck! How did we not see this? Sirens are beautiful on the outside, ugly on the inside. And what do they do? They lure in unexacting sailors with their beauty and pull them into a loving trance until they are driven to kill themselves."

Scott's eyes widen, "you don't think.... Harry will..."

"She has him around her finger, if she as so said jump off a cliff he would. Fuck We should have this, he is under her spell!"

Zayn runs over to the edge of the boat, he can see the crew all boarding the island on the boat.... Harry takes the Siren into his arms and Zayn suddenly has an eery feeling that something awful will happen.

Predictable plot as always. What's new?