Boundless (Harry Styles)

Chapter 24

Claire's POV

"You had him arrested!?" I blurted out as soon as we were back to the palace. I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't let my feelings be bottled up and just go with the flow. I had to complain to somehow change their minds. "He took brutal punches from them, and it hurt him deep. He has had more than enough, and you had him arrested!? Where's your soul!?" I babbled as I looked up to my grandma, seeing me burst out like this. She had this nervous expression, but her royal pride didn't let me see that expression, she had a blank expression on her face to conceal what she was feeling inside. I know she cares about me, but why does she have to do this to Harry?

"How could you?! How could such a lovely queen like yourself do such devilish things to someone who has done nothing wrong?!" She was speechless as I let my anger out at her by words because my body was numb enough to do anything. She was still my grandma after all, I wouldn't want to hurt her, but I don't want be like her for hurting Harry. "Him receiving punches and kicks and scars and marks is more than enough. Yet you never wanted to settle for that, uh? Was the hurt in mine or his eyes enough for you to stop? I can take the pain of him being like that on the ground. But you exceeded something I couldn't bear, it even surprised me thag it came from you! You had him arrested for something he didn't do!" My rant goes on and on and on and I don't care who's watching as long as I let it out. "He has nothing to do with me escaping the palace. It was me, I wanted this, I wanted to get out of here and this hell of a life ever since I knew I was getting married." Moisture was slowly forming on my eyes as Grandma and I feel Jess somewhere here reciprocating the action.

"But you never listened, you never understood me," I paused for a while when dad came out of nowhere, now he was involved in my lecture. "Even you, dad. I thought you were going to protect me, because after all, you're my dad. But none of you never listened to me," Excluding Jess of course, she was the only decent in the palace. "I should be the one being arrested, not him. I planned this whole thing out and I deserved to be punished in every way you have punished Harry." I feel myself slowly breaking down as someone caught me before I almost did breakdown, Jess.

I turned to my grandmother and father, both having the tears in their eyes, my eyes pleading for an answer from them but they remained quiet for a few more seconds, just them gazing me as I tried to hold it.

"I'm sorry," Grandma gazed at me, then walked away, wiping her tears so that I won't see and leaving me wondering why she was like that, which leads me to dad and I. He was also wiping his tears as he came closer to me, grasping my shoulders as I crashed on the floor in sobs, trying to wipe out the tears blocking my vision and the mucus on my red nose.

"I'm so sorry, I never knew you thought about this," He hugged me tight, somehow comforting me because I knew I still loved him and he still loved me back. "Dad, it's just that...no one ever listened to me," I tried at least to say my feelings to dad, because despite we weren't that close, he was still my dad and he knew me way better than anyone. "But you shouldn't have ran away like that, we were sick worried," He cupped my face like the protective dad I've never seen of him. "Dad," I grasped him in for a hug. I thought both my parents died in that accident years ago (metaphorically speaking for my dad), but when I felt his presence, I knew I still had my father.

"I want to make it up to you," He starts and immediately my eyes lit up. "I am going to talk to the parliament. I want myself to make the decision of whom you'll marry. But of course your grandmother gets to have half of the final decision, is that alright with you?" It wasn't really the exact thing, but it was close. And I still love my dad for making an effort. "Prince Harold is just one of the many suitors for you, and since you ran away. They weren't sure if you'd come back, so they stopped all the planning. And now that you're back, I asked them if you could have the opportunity to meet whoever you'll be married to." He starts and somehow, it did lift my spirits up, some of it, but my mind never left that one thought.