Run(a)Way S.T

Niall passes me swiftly and into my room. His gun is in his hands and he creeps to the window. After a slow glance he lets his hand down, shoving the gun back into its holster.
"Luke! You're not supposed to be seen," He calls out.
"Luke?" I'm striding over to Niall leaning out to try and see who Niall is speaking to.
"The guard.. He guards your window at night," Niall grumbles as he turns to leave my room.
"To keep people out? Or to keep me in?" I question, anger rising within me.
Niall sends me a stare before continuing out, not bothering to answer.
My fingers itch wanting to slam the door after him, however I stop myself knowing it might wake Zoe.
I pace lazily to my bed, suddenly exhausted and lay down.
In the morning I'm startled awake. I'm not sure what it is until I glance at my bedside clock. I'm late.
I leap out of bed and bolt to the bathroom for a quick shower. I am out in 5 minutes and in my room pulling out clothes.
There is a knock on my door and I open it as I dry my hair.
"Why didn't you wake me?" I accuse Niall, as if it's his duty, or his fault my alarm didn't ring. He shrugs and folds his arms across his chest.
"I figured you should sleep in since your parents only get in, in a few hours."
"What do you mean?" I freeze.
"The king and queen are scheduled to arrive in about two hours," He explains.
"Why?" I'm in loss of words, letting my towel fall.
"Too see you obviously.. And to give statements."
"I need to go to work," I exclaim, looking around frantically, trying to remember what is my next step of my morning routine.
"No, I took care of that," Liam appears at Niall's side. He is wearing a light blue polo short with knee length trousers. He looks like he's about to go play some golf, as if he forgot it is winter and cold outside.
"What are you doing here?" I inquire.
"I came to fetch you, please hurry, we are late," He claims. Him and Niall close the door after them, leaving me on my lonesome.
I reach for my phone and dial Harry.
"I was just about to call you! I was waiting and waiting for you to show and just now my mum said that the Dean royal bum called to let her know you will not be coming in.. What happened?"
"The royal brother happened! Apparently the king and queen are arriving and I'm forced to go meet them!" I exclaim pulling a brush through my hair.
"I reckon there is no way out if it is there?"
"No.. And did you know they have a guard at my window every night?"
"Yes. Didn't you?"
"No! Anyway.. Am I going to see you later?" I ask wishfully.
"Sure, what would you like to do?"
"Let's go to the movies like boring couples," I suggest.
"That sounds like a plan- any movie you have in mind or should I surprise you?" Harry questions.
"Surprise me!" I say excitedly.
"Good luck love, see you later."
I don't change my black jeans I've got on, not caring to impress the royal family.
When I step out of my room Liam and Niall are sat on the sofa. There is another suited lad sat with them. He is dressed just like Niall. Has to be Liam's tail.
"Is that you're wearing?" Liam lifts a brow at me, unsatisfied by my appearance.
"Is there a problem?" I question, folding my arms over my chest.
"Well yes.. If that's the way you're going to greet you parents after all these years," He claims.
"Because the way you're dressed is just marvelous," I scoff.
"I will be changing once we get to the hotel," He claims.
"Put aside the fact they are the king and queen," I start, "They are my birth parents.. Correct?"
"Of course," Liam hurries to agree.
"And they love me with all their hearts even if they didn't get the chance to raise me themselves- yes?" I take a step closer to him, letting my arms fall to my sides.
"Sure they do- don't doubt that ever!" He exclaims.
"Well in that case.. They won't care what I'm wearing as long as they get to see me again and I'm happy and healthy," I smirk walking to the door, my small bag slung across my shoulder. I notice the slight smile on Niall's lips, knowing I have one this argument well.
There are three cars parked outside. We get in the middle one, me sitting in the back with Liam while Niall and the other suited bloke get in the front. Niall is behind the wheel.
The drive doesn't take long, however I don't make any attempt to chat with Liam, busy texting Harry telling him about the way I schooled Liam.
Niall stops in front of a fancy hotel and immediately security guards rush over, opening the door and assuring us inside. We are walked up to the lifts and inside.
"How come you have so much security?" I inquire.
"I always do.. but today there is more because of you and mum and dad," He explains.
"But I thought we only get one each," I'm confused over the amount of fuss.
"Only one you know of, there is always a car of at least two more following," Liam grins. I sigh, and the doors of the lift opens. We step off and stride through the doors of the suite. I have a look around, the place being stunning. There are glass chandeliers hanging breaking the light into a million colours. There are fresh beautiful flowers placed on the small tables scattered around. The coffee table and the small one by the telly and the big main one and at the entrance. Lima disappears into one of the rooms and I find myself lost in the big room. The guard who was with Liam and Niall walks in, his sunglasses off and slops himself on the sofa flipping the telly on.
"Come one Louis," Niall calls.
"We still have time until they arrive, come on you can let loose for a short time Niall- give those legs of yours a rest," he chimes.
I eye him amused by his easiness.
"What are you staring at? Come- have a seat- relax," he offers, gesturing to the seat next to him. I smirk padding over and fall back next to him.
"What are we watching?" I question.
"I was going to watch E but I have a feeling you won't like the special," he pulls a face.
"Probably not," I agree.
"Sea planet is a good channel you wouldn't believe the amounts of different kinds of fish there are," he explains as his eyes are glued to the screen.
Louis points out the different fish explaining about them the telly being on mute.
"How do you know so much about the sea life?" I ask in admiration.
"I'm a professional diver love, when I'm not here I'm there," he points at the blue waters on the telly. I am pretty sure I hear Niall snort, however Louis ignores him.
"Don't believe a word he tells you Ellie he can't even swim," Liam appears in a full suit and tie.
I glance up at him before turning back to Louis a crease between my eyes. He shrugs and changes the channel to the news. I throw a pillow at him getting up.
"Hey! But you did relax didn't you? You should be thanking me!" He calls after me.
"It's time," Niall speaks. In a swiftly moment the telly is switched off, Louis is standing the smile no longer on his face, though I can still note a trace of it in his eyes.
"Don't panic, you'll do fine," Liam assures me, touching me arm. I nod and follow him out. Niall and Louis walk silently buy our sides. There are a few other guards that join behind them.
We enter a different suite full on with guards at the door.
"Your highnesses," one of them bows his head before opening the door.
Behind it, queen Eva is sat on a arm chair her husband the king standing slightly behind her. When we enter a gasp escapes her lips and she ups to her feet.
"Mother," Liam greets her kissing her cheek and then shaking his father’s hand in what seems as a firm hand shake.
Eva's eyes follow me as I come to a stop a few steps away one arm crossed over holding the other at the elbow feeling out of place.
"My Elena," Eva whispers striding elegantly over to me. She stops right in front, her eyes searching mine.
"My beautiful Elena.. Look at you," she says reaching out to touch a strand of loose hair. Her eyes are shining holding back tears.
I don't know what to say or what to do so I just stand awkwardly. Eva holds me at the shoulders a tear escaping, running down her rosy cheek. Without really thinking about my actions, I reach out and brush it away. She then pulls me into a hug muttering over and over again "My beautiful Lenny is back." I hug her back letting go of my stiffness.
I imagined her to be cold and reserved, her emotion taking me by surprise. When she finally let's go the king steps over hugging me as well. He doesn't speak but pets my head.
"I've got a bunch of baby photos for you darling," The queen says gesturing to a pile of albums on a side table.
"Mum I think it can wait," Liam speaks up.
"No- I would like to see them," I finally speak up. I can't help but take a liking to Eva she is slim and soft and pretty her kind eyes following my every step lovingly.
"Of course!" She says brightly. A guard brings the stack over and laying it on the side sofa. Eva links her arm with mine pulling me with her softly.
We sit down followed by the King and Liam. The king sits on a chair while Liam leans in behind us.
" Mum did never put down that camera- remember dad?" He claims, making the king chuckle fondly. I glance up at him and he winks. These are photos of Liam when he was born.. You came three years later.. he was so happy to have a baby sister, he wanted to place you with all his dolls," Eva smiles brightly pointing at different photos.
"Mum please," He whines behind us.
"You look like the type to play with dolls Liam," I taunt him.
"He loved them," Eva lets out a giggle. We finally get to photos of another baby. She was dressed in pink and a little bow to her hair. Her eyes are closed so I cannot see the colour of her eyes.
"This is you," Eva claims softly, her fingers brushing the photo lovingly. I flip over to another page. This time the baby's eyes are open, but she is too young to have a pronounced colour. We move on to another album. This one looks well used as if it was a library book that kept being loaned out to readers. The baby girl is older here and my breath catches as I run my eyes over the photos. If I had any doubts until now they are long gone. This is me. It has to be. Even though she is so young and I have never seen these before. She has my eyes and my chin. In another set the baby is smiling and it’s my smile. Eva reaches to me, wiping at my tears.
"This is me," I whisper.
"Yes!" She nods in agreement.
"This is me... I'm not British... I'm.. I'm yours!" I glance up, my eyes wide.
"Yes you are! And I'm so sorry you were taken away! I'm so sorry!"

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