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Run(a)Way S.T

Chapter 6

“You said you never want to see me again and yet, here you are... calling me,” Is the way Mike answers his phone.
“Well, you have a chance to set things right,” I say holding my hand up to Harry’s cheek, trying to assess how much of a fever he might have.
“Calling for favours are you?” Mike taunts.
“After what you did to me you owe me that much- and I don’t have much time,” I silence him. I can hear the hospital noise in the background and know I caught him on a shift.
“Look- I have a fashion show in a few hours and one of the models- he’s- he has a rash all over his neck and throat and it seems he has a fever- I need him better now- please help me,” I beg.
“Would that model be Harry Styles by any chance? It’s everywhere that he is working for his mum now,” Mike is enjoying this.
“You know what- forget it! I’ll get help someplace else,” I snap, ready to end the call.
“Ellie- wait. It sounds like an allergic reaction- did he eat or drink anything this morning or last night?”
“I don’t know- he was drunk last night but I don’t know what he took,” I hurry to reply.
“Well- find out, anyway he should take a cold bath to get the fever down and drink a lot of water and eat something to absorb whatever it is he drank- and help with the hangover he is probably nursing too- also check his bags he might have antihistamines in there.”
“I’ll try- thanks!” I say.
“Let me know,” Mike ends the call.
“Harry- what did you have to drink? Are you allergic to any type of alcohol?” I hold both my hands to his cheeks so he can focus on me. He nods slightly.
“What?! What is it?”
“Tequila,” He breathes.
“If you know you’re allergic to it why the hell did you drink it?? Get up we need to get you to the shower,” I tell him and help him out of bed.
“Did you call my mum?” He questions as I help him into the small bath.
“Are you mad? The only way I’ll call her is if you catch fire,” I turn on the cold water and let it splash on him.
“Cold!” His breath catches as his trousers soaks up the water.
“I know.. but it will help with your temperature.”
I leave him in the bath and go get him something to drink. I dig two Advil’s from my bag and bring them to him.
“Take this- it should help too- what do you fancy eating? I’ll order it up for you,” I sigh as I watch him. He looks so young suddenly and I can’t help but feel bad for him.. He asked for his mum like any kid asks when they feel poorly.
“I’m not hungry,” Harry says after taking the pills.
“Harry you must eat at least something small,” I tell him.
His head is tilted down, water dripping down from his wet hair to his hands.
“Hey... What would your mum make you when you’re sick at home? When you were younger?” I question him softly. He raises his head and watches me for a moment before answering.
“Pancakes,” He finally answers.
“Ok then, why don’t you take a real shower and I’ll get you some?” I get to my feet and place a towel on the sink.
“Thanks Ellie,” I hear him mumble as I leave.
I can’t help but let the anger go. How can I be cross with him? He is sick after all.
When Harry comes out of the shower the food is already at the room and I signal him to sit and eat.
He already seems better, the marks of the rash starting to fade.
“How are you feeling?” I ask.
“Better.. thanks for.. looking after me,” He whispers before taking a bite of his food.
“That’s what an assistant is supposed to do,” I offer him a small smile.
“I’m sorry I’m making us late, we’ll leave very soon ok?” He looks up at me.
“Don’t worry about it Harry, you’re health comes first,” I assure him.
“About that... I’m sorry for drinking like that.”
“Yeah well.. Just make sure not to do it again when I’m babysitting ok? I’m just surprised you had tequila- I mean you know you’re allergic to it don’t you?”
Harry’s cheeks turn slightly pink and suddenly he is real busy with his food.
“Harry.... You knew... didn’t you? You drank it deliberately- why?” I am so surprised by this- why would he do this to himself?
“Can we just forget it?” He snaps, getting up and starting to collect his things.
I keep quiet, melding everything over in my head.
He wanted to be sick.. but why? To sabotage the show? But why? What is in it for him? How would that benefit him? He is getting paid a shit load of money for this so it can’t be it, can it?
I follow him quietly out the room and down to where our car is waiting. I slide inside and Harry takes a seat next to me.
“It’s because of your mum,” I say, not able to keep silent any longer.
“Sorry?”
“You keep asking me if I’m going to tell on you- or if I’m going to call your mum, and I thought you were taunting me.. But then last night you were screaming at me that it’s always me- you wanted your mum to be here didn’t you? That is why you made yourself sick?”
Harry keeps quiet and I know I am right since his jaw is clenched shut and the way he is avoiding my stare.
“Why?” I ask of him, wanting an explanation. However he doesn’t give me one.
We step out of the car and I watch as he hurries to the back where all the models are at.
“You’re finally here- oh gosh I thought you won’t make it- is Harry here? Is everything under control?” Lila rushes over to my side.
“Yes, everything is great- how about you?”
“Good- good- Anne took care of everything so things here are really easy,” Lila smiles.
“Our dresses are in the back, and Mia said that once she is done with Harry and Mika she will do our makeup for tonight,” Lila adds in excitement.
“Lovely- I wanted to ask you something,” I pull Lila to the side.
“What is it?” She furrows her brows.
“Right the merger between ‘In Style’ and Harry- It was the company that was after him right? It wasn’t the other way around?” I inquire.
“No.. Anne wanted Harry under the label since she believed it will make it stronger keeping it in the family- but you know that, you were the one who said this was true,” Lila touches my arm.
“Right.. yeah I know.. I was just.. never mind..” I shrug it off.
Lila and I change into our dresses and Mia dusts some makeup on our faces and we are good to go. The show is about to start in half an hour and while people are starting to arrive I duck to the back to check on Mika and Harry.
“Wow Ellie you look dashing,” Mika whistles.
“Thank you darling- you look breathtaking as always- how did everything go? “ I ask her.
“Everything was splendid really- stop worrying and go have some fun- it’s your day today- you moved up the ladder love- enjoy it,” She flashes a bright smile.
“Thank you Mika- have you seen Harry? He was sick this morning- I want to make sure he’s alright.”
“Yeah- he is in over there- his manager is here, I hope he can put that boy in a better mood,” Mika rolls her eyes.
I excuse myself and follow the direction of Mika’s finger.
“Harry?” I knock on the half open door and stick my head through.
“You must be Ellie- Harry didn’t tell me how beautiful his assistant is,” The man with him smiles, offering me his hand.
“Err- thanks? Harry I just wanted to-“ I stop, losing my train of thought. Harry is an angel out of heaven. He is memorizing, and I need to remember to collect my jaw of the floor and close my mouth.
My eyes finally meet his. He seems upset, and that sad look only adds to his persona.
“I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to intrude,” I apologize.
“You’re not, I’m Sean since Harry is lacking manners,” Sean chuckles.
“Funny, that is one of the first things I told him,” I raise my brow, a smirk sneaking its way to my lips, can’t help but liking this Sean.
“I like this assistant of yours kid- you pick them well,” Sean laughs, taping Harry’s back.
“Yeah- Eleanor, can I help you?” Harry turns to me, sounding as if he is out of patience.
“I just wanted.. ahh... Harry- I wanted to apologize for what I said earlier- I was out of line, and it’s none of my business and you don’t owe me an explanation,” I can feel my cheeks grow hot, embracement taking over.
Harry watches me carefully.
“I need to go,” He finally says and walks out of the room.
“What is his problem?” Sean questions, watching after him.
“I made a comment before and I think I hurt his feelings,” I admit.
“About him drinking tequila on purpose? Yeah, he told me about it,” Sean snorts.
“I know I am way out of line, but ever since Harry started working for his family label I cannot help but think It wasn’t his mum pushing to have him here.. Something is missing.. This isn’t the whole story is it?” I am talking more to myself then to Sean.
“You’re a smart bird you know that?” He states.
“Excuse me?”
“It’s funny the reason why Harry chose you, but I can see know it was the best pick ever but for all the wrong reasons.... I like you Ellie- you’re just what Harry needs to..”
“To what?” I want Sean to finish what he started telling me, but it seems it just dawned on him he spoke too much.
“Come on Sean- you need to tell me what is going on- if you two really want me as Harry’s assistant I need to know what I am up against,” I’m almost begging and frankly I am ready to clench onto Sean’s sleeve to make him start talking.
“The show is about to start,” He clears his throat.
“Fine- in that case- I’m done! I’m done with this shit- I’m not going to deal with his neurotic episodes of bipolar behaviour and his crazy outbursts of meanness and self harm- those are things a mum has to deal with not a graphic designer- he needs a shrink!” I call out after Sean.
My words make him stop and turn back to me.
“You know Ellie... What you said- About you thinking it wasn’t Anne working hard for the merger? YOU have no idea how right you are.”

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