F E I G N E D | elounor

~ f o r t y f o u r ~

~ E L E A N O R ~

I sat on the windowsill, holding my knees to my chest just staring out the window. It was raining today in London, the weather ironically matching my mood lately. I just sat there, watching the cars passing by and people running holding onto their umbrellas. Every now and then I would watch the rain drop hit the window and I would just watch as it slowly slid down the glass.

"Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable. ELEANOR! This is completely unacceptable! UNACCEPTABLE! How could you let this happen?!?!?!? We'll be in ruins!!! Our family name won't mean anything anymore!!! You selfish selfish girl!!!" My mother cried out in agony, throwing a paper at my feet on the windowsill.

I slowly turned my head, not reacting one bit to her screaming. On the front page was a picture of Louis and I with big black letters reading TROUBLE IN PARADISE? ELITE MARRIAGE TO END IN DIVORCE?

I rolled my eyes and looked back out the window. After I ran to Harry crying, I had decided not to share my feelings for him. I was a mess that day and it wouldn't be fair to promise myself to Harry when my whole heart hadn't belonged to him anymore. I couldn't deny it any longer. I had feelings for Louis Tomlinson, and just running to Harry like a second option wouldn't make those feelings just go away.

I had to admit my feelings for Louis started to hurt my heart more and more as each day went by. He hasn't reached out once since I ran from him. It made me hate my feelings for him.

I turned back to my mother who was still screaming and waving papers around along with her hands. I was so zoned out in my own thoughts I had completely forgotten she was still and yelling.

"You are going to fix this Eleanor!!!!" She yelled, throwing another paper at me, literally at me. The paper hit my face, and I reluctantly caught it with my legs.

My eyes slowly trailed down, this time reading a different headline, and a different picture. This time it was a picture taken recently of Louis with Danielle outside a restaurant, and the article was staring rumors of Louis cheating again adding to the rumors we were splitting up. This article hurt my heart more and I threw the paper on the floor.

I felt defeated.

That day I ran down the hill to Harry begging him to take me anywhere away from that house. He looked stunned and confused but didn't hesitate to open the door and take me away. The whole ride I sobbed quietly in the back, and Harry repeatedly looked at me in the rear view mirror almost afraid to speak up.

All Harry came up with was, "Just tell me if he hurt you." He said his eyes dead serious like he'd have no problem beating the crap out of Louis. All I could think of was how emotionally hurt I was, but Louis never physically hurt me.

Since Harry technically worked for Louis he was still around him, and with him most of the time. I felt somewhat betrayed and almost jealous he got to be around Louis all time. Driving him and Danielle around town. I wanted to ask Harry all these questions that were driving my crazy, but knew it would be inappropriate. My assumptions would just drive me crazy for the rest of my days it seemed.

"Miss Eleanor?" My maid called me sweetly. I looked over to her. "There's someone here for you. He's in the foyer. A Mr. Harry Styles." She announced.

My heart immediately deflated, hoping it was Louis. I nodded my head and rushed downstairs still curious what he was here for. Maybe Louis was in the car?

"Harry?" I called as I walked down the stairs.

He gave me a small smile. "Hey. How are you?" He asked me.

"I've been better. Mother's mad at me. I'm sure you can guess why." I said looking at the floor ashamed.

Harry stepped closer, using his hand to lift my chin up to face him. I looked up into his bright green eyes that matched mine, and found myself smiling a little.