Run(a)Way S.T

I am sat at the studio with Lila, working on the new photos that came in from the photo shoot this morning. ‘Style it’ had their own photo shoot too, since we always make sure to have new things come out at the same time for both labels.
Harry looks dashing in all photos, and I curse him under my breath for it. Even with his swollen lip he looks splendid.
I did need to work on that lip of his slightly, and the overall lightning but Mia did a good makeup job, leaving him breathtaking as only he can be.
“God look at that face, I wish I could work on him,” Lila sighs.
“Look at this one of him and Mika- it’s just perfect,” I bring up the photo of both models up.
In this photo of them, his swollen side is hidden.
“She is so lucky she gets to cuddle him like that,” Lila breathes.
“I think he’s the lucky one- I mean look at her- she is stunning,” I give Mika the credit she deserves.
“Well yeah, but still,” Lila shrugs, and I can’t help but giggle at her dreamy look.
But this photo... I think I need to change this ad,” I stammer getting to work on the photo of Harry and changing it around.
“Am I perfect yet?!” Harry lets the door slam after him, making me jump and wince at the same time.
“You always look perfect love,” Lila is fast to answer, waving him off with her hand as she takes a seat, however her bright cheeks give her away.
“Thanks to Mika.. good thing she has enough beauty for both of you,” I mutter, as I turn my chair to face him.
“Isn’t she just a sweet heart? She is always full of compliments,” Harry says to Lila while pointing at me with a roll of his eyes.
He leans over me to see his photo.
“Wait is that the finished ad?” He questions.
“Ah ha,” I nod.
“Where is my face?” He inquires, folding his arms over his chest.
“We can’t have your swollen lip on a billboard Styles, and anyway you’re here to show off the clothes in the best way possible, so your head is out of the poster, focusing on your body,” It is my turn to smirk.
“I see,” He says evenly.
“What are you even doing here anyway Harry? Don’t you have some party to get ready for or whatever? Hot date?” I turn back to face my computer sending the fixed photos to Anne for a last approval.
“There is a cat walk tomorrow,” He states.
“Yeah, which you better hurry up and get ready for since it is in France,” I note.
“Well- so do you, being my assistant and all,” He turns my chair to face him.
“I’m not going to France love, I have too much work here,” I gesture to my computer.
“Take your laptop or I’m sure Lila will be happy to fill in for you,” Harry smirks, winking at Lila.
“Lila will also be joining,” Anne says from back of Harry.
“I will?” Lila seems stunned.
“Yes, I will not be able to attend so I thought that you and Eleanor will be a good fit to be sent to take care of it,” Anne smiles.
“YES! That would be wonderful- wouldn’t it Ellie?” Lila turns to me in excitement.
“Umm, I guess it would, what would you like us to do?” I ask Anne, not liking this arrangement one bit. I would be happy for Lila to go with Harry on her own and that’s it.
“Well, basically everything is taken care of, I want Harry and Mika to walk the cat walk- since they are the face of the clothing, so I’ll be sending with you Mia since she does Mika’s makeup best, and after seeing the photos from this morning’s shoot Harry’s as well, so she is the only one to touch those two. Carlo will be joining to direct the photos and the video taken, he will be in charge of the crew over there. I would like you both to make sure everything goes according to plan, that the important people attending will be noticed and Eleanor, you need to make sure this one over here keeps out of trouble,” Anne touches Harry’s arm.
“Certainly make sure I keep out of trouble,” Harry remarks. I know for a fact he is staring at me, even though I am looking down at my paper as I write everything Anne says down.
“I will email you the list of people and tasks Eleanor, a car will pick you up at 18:00 so please be ready, Lila you be ready at 18:30.”
With that Anne wishes us luck and leaves the studio with her son.
“Oh MY GOSH!!!! I cannot believe we get to go to Paris for the fashion show!!” Lila exclaims throwing her hands up in the air.
“Lila this is not going to be fun.. This is work, and we are in charge, this is going to be a disaster,” I hold my head in my hands, shocked at how things are turning out. I didn’t sign up for this- I’m only a graphic designer- I do not take care of people or give them orders.. I take care of photos and projects on Photoshop or Illustrator not real live people.
“Come on Ellie, this is going to be fun, we can do this,” Lila rolls her chair close enough for her to hold my hand, “We’ll be just fine.”

“Take my red dress Ellie- it is perfect,” Zoe tells me a few hours later. I hold my phone up in one hand as I pack with the other. I get such anxiety packing, even when it’s for only an overnight trip and I have no idea what to take. So I did what I always do at such times and call up Zoe for help. She made me take a deep breath for starters and then guided me into what should be put in my trolley.
“I don’t think I need it, we will be wearing dresses from the new ‘In Style’ Collection.”
“Yeah, but you don’t know where you might go tonight and such,” She says patiently.
“Yes I do- I’m going to make sure Harry is locked in his room and then go to sleep,” I snap.
“Fine Ellie, have it your way.. everything else it packed?”
“Yeas.. thanks Zoe, I wish you could have come with, it could have been so much better,” I say truthfully.
“Nonsense, if I was coming with, you would have two people to babysit,” She giggles.
I close my trolley and stand it up.
“What are you wearing Ellie?” She questions.
“Sweatpants and a t-shirt why?”
“Oh god- is your hair tied up like a cleaning lady?”
I glance at the mirror and then around the room for cameras- how the hell does she know?
“It’s a plane flight- I need to be comfortable,” I explain.
“Oh dear.. fine, have fun Ellie- don’t forget to smile,” Zoe reminds me before hanging up.
There is a knock at the door, making me look up at the clock to see the time. Shit. I pace swiftly and unlock it.
“This is how you’re flying?” Harry eyes me. He himself is wearing tight black jeans, a white top and a leather jacket finished with black sunglasses.
“What do you want?”
“For you to hurry up so we won’t miss our flight, where is your suitcase?” He questions passing me, letting himself in. He spots the trolley standing at the doorway and turns to flash me a confused look.
“What?”
“Is this all you’re taking?” he questions.
“That and my laptop,” I hold up my laptop bag, showing him it.
“All right then, let’s be off,” He gets my trolley and pushes me out the door.
“Where is Mika?” I question as I get into the car to see only Mia.
“She is travelling with Carlo, since they live in the same part of town. We’ll meet them at the airport.”
Lila is already waiting outside when we arrive at her flat. She has one big suitcase and Harry smirks at me before helping her wheel it to the car.
“Ellie- what happened to you?” Lila asks when she sees me- surprise in her voice.
“I think she looks good- cute even,” Harry states. When I glance at him, he isn’t smirking or even smiling, he is dead serious and I am left with no answer to what he said.
“This is going to be so much fun!” Mia claps her hand changing the subject.
“Yes it will be,” Lila agrees getting sucked in to the excitement.
“Let’s just make sure we all behave shall we?” I murmur. My statement is lost with the excited sounds that come out of Mia and Lila’s mouths. I sit quietly the whole drive to the airport, looking out the window and praying this will go smoothly.

“What are you doing?” I look up at Harry as he takes the seat next to me.
“I’m sitting next to you,” He smiles cheekily
“No no- NO! You are not- if I need to spend this trip with you the least you can do is leave me alone on the flight,” I hide my face behind my hands in annoyance.
“Come on Ellie- you don’t really hate me this much do you?” He says pulling away my hands.
“First of- don’t touch me, and second, yes- I don’t like you, so just leave me be please.”
“Why don’t you like me?” He questions, not seeming to let it go.
“Because- you are a rich brat and spoiled and full of yourself and you’re just a ‘time bomb’ of trouble waiting to happen so excuse me for trying to stay away,” I count on my fingers his faults.
“I am trouble.. But in a good way,” He leans his hand on my shoulder.
“I told you, don’t touch me!” I swat at his hand.
“You really don’t like to be touched- or is it you don’t like to be touched by me?” He inquires.
“By you- please Harry- just leave me alone- please? Just go away!” I beg him. The smile on his face disappears as if it was never there, and the warmth in his eyes fads into coldness.
“Fine.” He mutters, getting up and finding another seat.
I let out a breath I was holding in.
I will not be able to keep myself together by the end of this trip I know it. I watch out the window as the plane takes off, and make myself seem asleep for the whole flight. Before landing Lila wakes me up and I am grateful Harry stays away.
Mika complains about the morning photo shoot and her and Harry bicker at each other accusing one another for being unprofessional. If I wouldn’t know better I would think these two will be ending up together by the end of this trip.
We have a tight schedule tomorrow morning, making sure everything is in place and that Mika and Harry attend fitting and that Carlo and his crew are doing well, in between all of that I need to get some work done which I start the moment Lila, Mia and I get the cardkey to our room.
“Ellie why don’t you go to sleep? We have such a long day ahead of us, do that work tomorrow,” Mia suggests from her bed.
“I know- I am almost done,” I sigh.
“It is almost one aclock,” Lila points out.
“I know to tell time love, just a moment,” I tell them.
Right then the room phone rings and we three look at it in confusion. Lila reaches out to answer it and then holds it out to me.
I get up and pad over to her taking it and putting it to my ear.
“Hello?”
“Hello Miss Clark? I’m calling from the lobby downstairs, I understand you’re Mr. Style’s assistant?”
“Oh gosh- what has he done now?” I gasp.
I can hear a drunken Harry calling my name.
“You are needed down here if you may, Mr. Styles is quite intoxicated and I think it will be wise for you to move him before other guest might see him this way.”
“I’ll be right down,” I say swiftly hanging up the phone.
“God I will kill him myself- I will ring that boy’s neck- I will!”

Notes

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