Run(a)Way S.T

I hear the front door slam before hearing Zoe call out my name.
“Ellie? What are you doing home so early?” She questions peeking into my room.
“Good- you’re home- please help me,” I beg of my flatmate, if someone could put together an outfit for tonight it would be Zoe.
“What’s up?” She asks throwing herself on my bed.
“I need something to wear tonight for this contract signing dinner,” I sigh closing my closet door and blowing the air out of my cheeks.
“Wait- the signing- The one everyone is buzzing about? How come you get to go?”
“Because, apparently me being rude to the royaled arse made him give one condition to his signing- getting me as an assistant,” I sit myself next to Zoe and let myself fall back onto my bed.
“Are you telling me you are Harry Styles’ personal assistant?” Her mouth turns into a big O.
“Me, in the flash, and I need to be dressed by code tonight, which means hair up. Long dress and high heels- which I am not putting on, I’m not going to make fun of myself by falling over in front of everyone,” I tell her.
“I told you a long time ago to learn how to walk in heels Ellie, come on, I have the perfect dress for you.”
Zoe pulls me to my feet and I fallow her into her room.
An hour later I am dressed in a long dark blue dress, my hair pulled back by the help of Zoe and my makeup done.
“You look amazing Ellie, you should pull your hair up and put some makeup on more often darling,” Zoe gushes.
“Don’t get your hopes up,” I pull a face. My phone beeps letting me know the car is here, and I rush out, Zoe wishing me luck as I go.
The driver dressed in black, holds open the car door for me. I thank him and get in.
“Who knew you can clean up this well Eleanor,” Harry simpers at me. He himself is in a white button down and black skinny pants. He has a tie but it’s in his hand, and the suit is thrown on the seat next to him.
“Don’t get used to this Styles, this is the one and only time I’ll be joining you to anything, you need to find yourself a new assistant since I already have a job,” I state.
“Come on Ellie, you can sulk as much as you’d like, but you know very well we will be spending loads of time together, you will be accompanying me, so you better start getting used to it,” he has a sly smile on his lips, and I feel like jumping out of the car and going home.
“You think I’m that bad ha?”
“I think you are spoiled rotten, and I don’t like blokes who think they are hot shit when they are not,” I know I don’t sound convincing , at least the last part doesn’t since we both know very well he is not only ‘hot shit’ but he is the ‘hottest shit’ right now, in like the whole wide world.
We get to the restaurant and Harry offers me his arm. I ignore it and walk ahead of him, not caring if I hurt his feelings or not.
“There they are,” Anne walks towards us.
“Late as always darling,” She kisses her son’s cheeks.
“I had a problem finding Ellie’s place, she should be paid more mum, she shouldn’t be living in such a dump,” Harry smiles.
“I do not!” I take offence. I like my flat, and where it is at, close to everywhere.
“Eleanor darling, ignore my son, he tends to laugh at things others don’t quite find funny,” Anne touches my arm.
“I was not trying to be funny mum, shall we start? I have another place I need to be at,” Harry sits at a table.
The company lawyer and Harry’s lawyer are already sat at the table, and Anne and I join.
I ignore most of the conversation, smiling and nodding here and there to seem as if I’m listening.
I thought Harry said he had someplace to be- so why is this taking so long?
“I need Eleanor at ‘In Style’ in the mornings- she starts at 8:00 and stays until 18:00 days you’ll be attending the fashion shoots she’ll be with you, and obviously any other thing you need to attend to that has to do with ‘In style’ if she’ll need to leave early to go with you then that is fine, but remember, only things that are ‘In Style’ related, so if you want any farther help from her you’ll need to take it up with Eleanor herself,” Anne says.
At least I don’t need to tend to him all the time.
“Very well, are you listening Eleanor?” Harry narrows his eyes at me.
“Only ‘In Style’ Related things, got it- are you listening Harry?” I can’t help but ask. I don’t miss the smile passing on his face.
A half an hour later Harry pushes back his chair, clasping his hands together.
“It was delightful mum, but I need to get going.”
“Very well, I’ll see you tomorrow bright an early,” She rises to her feet to hug her son.
“You mean around 10 right?” He winks, and she smacks his shoulder playfully. It was different.. to see them this way, to see Anne being a mum and not a CEO.
“Eleanor, I believe Harry is taking you home?” She smiles at me.
“Umm.. I-“
“Sure mum, I’ll make sure she gets home alright,” Harry assures her.
We say our goodbyes and I step into the car, Harry holding the door open.
“That wasn’t too bad was it?” Harry says as the driver takes a right.
“Not as bad as I thought it will be- err- my flat is on the other side of town mate,” I point out.
“Yeah, I know, we need to stop on the way though,” Harry shrugs.
“Um- this isn’t on the way Styles- and you could have told me- I could have just taken a cab,” I say annoyed with him. It’s getting late, and I need to be at work bright and early- not at 10.
“Can you chill love? You might enjoy yourself- anyway we are only stopping for like 10 minutes- promise!” He holds a hand up in a swear.
“Where are we going?” I question, folding my arms.
“You’ll see,” He looks straight.
A few moments later the driver stops and we get out.
“Thanks Oliver- see you tomorrow yeah?” Harry bumps fists with his driver. He drives off leaving us on the street.
“How am I getting home from here Styles?” I turn to him my nerves twisted tight.
“My car is here, let’s just get the keys and we can be off”.
Harry starts walking pulling me after him “Come on Ellie don’t be such a graunch.”
We enter this pub, I don’t get the name but it’s big and loud. Harry walks up to a table with a bunch of guys and two girls both beautiful. Probably model friends.
“Signed sealed delivered?” one of them shouts when he see’s Harry.
“I’m hers,” Harry shrugs, bumping fists with the people around and kissing the girls cheeks.
“Who’s this?” One of the boys points his chin at me.
“My assistant,” Harry touches my shoulder lightly.
“I’m Ellie, I’m ‘In Style’s’ Graphic designer, and we are just leaving,” I say saying the last word in Harry’s face, emphasizing it.
“NO- you can’t leave- I want a rematch to that pool game from the other day!” The blond haired boy claims.
“I’m gonna kick your arse and you know it man,” Harry rolls his eyes.
“Are you scared to lose?”
“Harry, we need to go,” I whisper harshly to him.
“One game and I promise we’ll go,” He holds up a finger, following his friends to the pool table.
I exhale in defeat. I should just go get a taxi and forget about mister dick head.
“So Ellie, come sit, tell us about ‘In Style’- how is it working there?” One of the girls asks.
I turn to look after Harry and his friends and then decide not to be rude and talk to the girls for a few moments.
“Um... you know.. work.. It’s nice because it’s always changing so you never get sick of it,” I shrug taking a seat. I don’t know their names, but they seem nice enough.
“That is so cool- I love the clothes- I get most of my dresses from there and my everyday stuff from ‘Style it’” The curly blonde girl says.
“I’m sorry- but I don’t think I got your names,” I smile.
“I’m Alexis,” The blonde girl says “And this is Shanna,” She points at her friend who smiles. Her smile is slightly coldish but I don’t pay her any attention, knowing I will never see them again anyway.
“SO what do you do?” I turn the conversation over to them, knowing people like talking about themselves more than asking questions.
“I’m a model- I’m working now for MAC and Shanna is an actress- she was in the first few episodes of ‘The school hallways,” Alexis answers full of enthusiasm.
“That’s nice,” I smile.
“Hi there.”
Shanna and Alexis look up behind me, making me turn to see who it might be. A tall dark haired guy with bright eyes is looking down at me.
“Ah- Hi?” I crinkle my nose not sure he is talking to me or the other girls.
“Come dance,” He says, offering me his hand.
“Err.. no thanks,” I smile and turn back to Alexis and Shanna.
“Come on- you know you want to,” He pushes.
“No- actually I don’t,” I correct him.
“Sure you do,” He doesn’t let it go.
“I’m bust talking to my friends, so please,” I ask of him.
“I’m Erik,” He says again, this time taking a seat next to me.
I inhale before turning to look at him again.
“That was a mistake,” I tell him.
“What was?” It’s his turn to be confused
“Telling me your name,” I squint lightly.
“Why is that?”
“Because know that I know who you are it will hurt much more the next time I’ll turn you down.”
That makes Alexis and Shanna snort, laughing at him.
“Feisty, I like that- come- one dance,” He says, pulling my hand.
“Don’t touch me,” I pull back.
“Don’t be a tease come on,” He tries.
“She said no- leave her,” Alexis calls out to him.
“She said NO!” I hear Harry’s voice, loud and clear. He pushes this Erik to the ground and punches him in the face.

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