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Run(a)Way S.T

Chapter 23

I am able to get a lot of work done, staying late and working down my list of tasks I have made for myself.
At 19:00 Lila waves goodbye calling it a day, winking at Luke as she passes him and Niall.
My phone rings and I glance at the ID caller.
"Mum!"
"Hello sweetheart.. How are you keeping up?
My heart swells up with love and sorrow at the sound of her voice.
"Me? How are you and Dad? I would have called but I was told it will only make things more difficult for you," I explain.
"Oh darling.. You know.. Making the best of it.. I saw the article about you and that little girl. I was so so proud of you love! Dad put it up on the fridge," she says endearment in her voice.
"So my knickers are showing on our fridge now too?" I let out a soft laugh.
"They are? I haven't noticed- oh yes.. I see.. Red.. At least they are a pretty colour," She chuckles.
"That's what Mika said," I join in on the giggling. Harry comes in then and I hold up a finger letting him know I'm on the phone. He sits down watching me as I talk to my mum.
"How is that lovely boy of yours? Still dashing?"
"Indeed mum.. He’s good- He says hi," I glance up at Harry smiling.
"Give him a kiss from me darling, you two should visit," mum claims.
"We will- where is dad?"
"Shower.. I'll let him know you say hi."
"Yes.. Please do.. mum.. I miss you.."
"Oh.. My darling girl.. I miss you too.. I love you gorgeous."
I sigh deeply as the call ends and turn to face the screen. I feel the tears rising and try to keep them at bay.
"Let it out Ellie.. Don't hold them in," Harry says softly from his seat.
I turn to look at him.
"I don't think I can do this princess thing.. It doesn't feel right.. I miss my parents.. They shouldn't be going through this kind of thing."
My voice breaks and Harry leans closer, placing his palms on m knees.
"What do you want to do Ellie? Tell me.. We’ll do it! Anything," He holds my cheeks between his hands.
"I want... I want to see my mum and dad..." I try and hold back my tears, but they leak down my cheeks stopped by Harry's hands. He watches me carefully before nodding his head.
"Come," he lets go of my face and takes hold of both of my hands instead. He gets up to his feet helping me out of my chair. Once I'm stood he wraps my body with his arms holding me close. My mind flashes back to the time I held him in my hands cuddling him as long as he needed, and I know then that he won't let go until I pull back. I stay this way for a while longer pulling strength from him.
"Harry?" I step back glancing up at him.
"What is it?"
"It'll be alright-right? I mean.. It has to be.. How many things can go wrong in one's life?"
"You'll be fine.. And I'm here with you.. Even if all goes wrong we will still be alright," He assures me. I nod at that believing him, knowing that if he promised me then it must be right, since I learned that Harry doesn't promise unless he knows he can keep that promise.
He links our fingers together and we make our way out to the car. I note Niall and Luke following but I ignore them.
The cameras flash as we leave the building and push our way to the car helped by Luke and Niall. Niall holds the door open while keeping the paps away from me. Once I'm sitting he shuts the door and stands with his back to it, blocking the view. Harry slides in next to me and starts the car. We drive silently and I notice Niall and Luke in the car behind us.
"Its shocking kind Dick didn't order them to drive in the same car as me," I sigh as I look away from the side review mirror.
"He kind of did... but I told Niall he can piss off, I'm a better guard then all of them put together," He claims.
"With your kind of temper.. Probably are," I giggle. Harry flashes me a side smile, making that dimple I cherish pop.
"You're ringing," he notes.
"Oh yeah.. that's the royal phone Liam gave me," I fish it out of my bag.
"Hi Liam," I answer, glancing at Harry, a frown painted on his face.
"Please tell me you're not going to see your adoptive parents!" He says.
"Who tattled?" I inquire.
"Niall called.. said you’re not on your rout home," He explains.
"Liam.. I have too," I whine.
"You'll make things more difficult for you and mostly them," He tries to convince me.
"They aren't doing well and they don't have anyone looking after them or help.. I'm their only child and I must be there for them.. They are falling apart.. Please Liam.. Don’t tell," I beg him not to tell the king and queen.
"I'll try and keep it quiet but Ellie- don't stay for long.. Be back as soon as you can since I'm not sure how long I can cover for you."
"Thanks Liam.. you’re the best," I thank him and end the call.
"You’re the best?" Harry repeats after me in question, raising a brow.
"I need him on team Ellie.. and he is trying," I shrug.
"So I thought we can do something special this weekend," He changes the subject.
"Sure! What have you had in mind?" I grin.
"Surprise my dear," He winks and I chuckle lightly feeling slightly better.
There are some paps outside mum and dad's house but not as much as usually. When they notice Harry and I they gravitate over snapping their cameras and calling out.
Harry guides me away while Niall and Luke push them back.
"Ellie- is it true you will testify against the Clarks? Put them behind bars for the abuse they inflicted on you?" Some shouts out to me. I freeze in place and then turn slowly.
"How the hell did you come up with such a horrible lie?" I question, taking a step towards him. It makes them all go into a frenzy clicking away and trying to get closer.
"Ellie get in the house," Niall orders me.
"Friends from school told us about it," the pap answers me.
"That is bullshit the Clark's are amazing parents!" I snap, ready to turn.
"So you don't feel that you lost out with you black upbringing?"
"Are you that ignorant to think there is a difference?!" I ask disgusted.
"You had a better upbringing since the Clark's got paid good money to keep quiet about you," a different pap calls out. I am speechless to this comment. How do they know this?
"Maybe they weren't that good of parents after all," He scoffs.
"Shut the hell up!" I scold him.
I turn to leave having enough. I feel someone grab my arm. "I'm sure the king and queen will be real proud of your language."
"Leave her the fuck alone!" Harry pushes the pap holding on to me back punching his face. I fall back by the force.
Niall rushes to help me up while Luke stops the fight between Harry and the pap.
We are rushed into the house, Niall on the phone for backup at the house. I know this will all make the headlines, making my visit known to all.
"Ellie? What's going on?" Mum appears by us, dad following slowly.
"Harry needs ice," I watch the swelling next his eye grow.
"What happen?" Dad questions while mum hurries for ice.
"We got into a fight with the paps outside," I reply in a shaky voice.
"That was stupid of you!" Niall snaps. He is not talking to me but to Harry.
"It wouldn't have happened if you'd do your job and make sure they don't get close enough to touch her!" Harry roars back at him.
"You should have ignored them! You don't answer them unless it is a set interview and you know their questions ahead of time!" Niall scolds.
"Oh yeah? Did anyone ever sit her down and explain that to her?! King Dick just assumed she knows all of this royal shit but no one up your end took the time to teach her how she's supposed to handle things like this! so if it's someone’s fault it is their royal highnesses!" Harry claim angrily.
"You do not talk about the king and queen in such a manner!"
"Watch me!"
"Stop it!" Dad raises his voice making them both go silent and turn to look at him. Dad seems unwell and I can't help but wonder if all of this is making him sick.
"Ellie you should have known better then to answer those leaches- and you Mr. Styles need to learn to control your temper!"
"But daddy they said that-"
"And you fancy pans- you better do your job right and pick it up a notch! None of them should ever get close enough to my daughter ever again!" Dad scolds Niall. We all seem shameful for the way we handled this.
"Ok that's enough why don't you take off your coats and come have a seat.. What’s done is done.. Just make sure you learned from it for the feature," mum forever the peace makes says.
We all follow her to the lounge slipping of our coats.
"How are you keeping up Eleanor?" Dad questions as we take our seats.
"I met the queen and king.." I start, regretting opening this subject the moment the words slipped out my mouth.
"How are they?" Mum asks a little too brightly. I shrug and glance at Harry who takes my hand in his intertwining our fingers together.
"Oh dear," Mum sighs looking at dad.
"Are they that bad?" Dad chuckles, forever the one to take things lightly.
"Well.. Eva's nice.."
"And king Philip?"
"He's a control freak!" I state not able to keep my frustration to myself any longer. I am so used to talking to them about my problem I cannot stop now.
"Just like me," Dad jokes making Harry laugh.
"He add another PPO to my tail and didn't want me going out with Harry and he had all of these papers and magazines saying I don't give a good example to the public and he's just-"
"A dick," Harry finishes for me.
"King Dick you say?" Dad hums, Harry nodding in agreement.
"Yes.. I like that.. Has a nice ring to it- don't you think Lauren?" Dad turns to mum.
"Oh Robert!" Mum sounds cross but I don't miss her slight wink enjoying the fact I'm not liking my royal family as much.
"The funny thing is Liam calls him that too," I grin quite happy with how this subject opening turned out after all.
"He might have come up with it himself," Harry crinkles his forehead trying to remember.
"I think it was you actually," I nudge him.
"You probably right.. Harry does seem like he has a better wit then that the prince.. Wouldn’t think Liam had it in him," dad claims.
"Why thank you sir," Harry chimes.
"Just stating the truth no point in getting excited," dad winks.
There is a load knock on the door making us jump. Niall turns to see who it might be.
"Mr. And Mrs. Clark, It's detective Harris please open up."
"Shit," I hiss getting up with mum and dad.
Harry is still holding my hand pulling me back.
Mum opens the door. The detective has two deputies with him.
"Robert and Lauren Clark, you both are under arrest," he states.
"What? No!" I shout. I pull free of Harry running to the door. The detective reads them their rights as the deputies cuff them.
"You can't do that! Stop right now!" I demand trying to imitate the king.
"I'm afraid princess that in this country we don't take orders from you."

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