Runaway

Chapter 15

*Takes place a year after Ella left the boys and went to live with her horrible aunt and unlce*

Ella pov~

"Ella! Wake up and get your ass up!!" I lightly groaned before answering my cruel aunt.

"Coming!" I yelled before lying on my back in this sorry excuse of a bed.

It's been a year since I last saw the boys aside from their commercialas or concerts that Paul had sent me. I still have the boys numbers, but I never text or answer them. I hoped that the boys especially Niall liked the song I wrote for each of them and all of the other things I left them that day.

I felt some tears fall down my face as I quickly got out of bed and got dressed since I didn't want to hear my aunts voice. I wiped my eyes and walked upstairs from the basement. Before I could react I was hit across my face.

It made me stumble backwards and hit the wall. I looked at who ever hit me then just looked at them with a straight face. It was my aunt who was looking right at me. No surprise there.

"What was that for? I came upstairs!" I yelled at her.

"It's for coming up so slowly. Now hurry up and go eat so that you can get started on cleaning the house. Then once your finished make dinner then go back down to the basement." She yelled back at me.

"Make me! I am 21 years old you can't tell me what to do." I spat at her.

My aunt looked at me with flames glowing from her eyes and she tried to swing at me but I ducked and started to run towards the door. I was done with her bull shit already, but since I don't have any proof (yet) that she killed my parents and keep her in jail. I just have to wait for the right time which I hope is soon.

I sighed and started cleaning the living room so that she wouldn't start yelling. She mumbled something under her breathe before walking towards front and grabbed her keys. She yelled at me saying that she was going to work and that there was a shopping list in the kitchen for what they were having for dinner.

I nodded as I finished cleaning the dining room. When she left I quickly got up and went to cook ne some breakfast. I made myself some muffins and ate maybe four then wrappe the rest and put them in the basement behind one of the bricks that are loss.

My aunt and her stupid self never realized it. After that I went back upstairs then went down to the other basement they had built that held other things that I was never aloud to go in unless I was getting supplies or they were watching me.

They didn't have any cameras to see if I went down there. I knownthu becxause I had a police officer check for me. Anyway, I grabbed the cleaning supplies off the shelf, but managed to make some type of box chest looking thing fall spilling paper and other things out of it. I picked up the box and started putting the papers back in.

I started to read what the titles were and they all had my name on it. There was even a letter from my parents, and my aunt. I quickly grabbed both lettes and shoved them into my pocket. Once I finished puttimg the rest of the papers back in the box I closed it and put it back on the shelf in the exact spot it was in.

I grabbed the cleaning supplies then walked back upnthe stairs turning off the light in the process. I wasn't really shocked that my aunt and uncle would hide something like this from me. They are just greedy low lives personally who only want thwirnown happiness.

When I went back upstairs I walked to the kitchen and started to clean it. Within maybe about two hours I was done cleaning the entire house. I went back to the kitchen and started dinner. As I prepared the food I was talking to Paul about what I had found and to also see how the boys were doing.

Paul said that they missed me a lot and want to see me again. He even told me that he was going to send me front row tickets to their concert which was in two days. I thanked him very much knowing that I might not go. I told him to let them know that I said hi and that I miss them all as well.

I looked at the clock then went to the kitchen to finish up making dinner. Once the food was officially done I made myself a plate then walked down to the basement and started to watch tv just as I heard foot steps and Doors closing. It was 10:45 p.m and I was really tired so I just decided to watch some movies until I fell asleep.

Niall's pov~

I woke up like it was a normal day on the tour bus. It was a lot quieter with out El being around and I really missed her a lot. I miss her laugh, her smile, her smart mouthing Harry, just her in general. I know the others missed her a lot, but I don't think pthey missed her as much as I did.

I truly loved El and I wanted her to be my princess, but trust me if we ever met again I am definitely going to tell her how I feel. Anyway, the guys and I try to keep ourselves busy by playing games or watching movies.

We all trty really hard to not think about El and that she is gone especially since management doesn't want us to be down hearted when we go to our concert in two days.

I got dressed ready for another interview that Paul scheduled. I walked out if my room and went to the mini kitchen and made myslef something to eat.

I heard the boys open their doors as I sat down and turned on the telle. They all looked at me and I nodded towards them as they walked to the mini kitchen. As I ate Liam tried to start a conversation like usual even though I know he was hurting. I know Louis was hurting since he lost his wifey.

After a while Liam decided to stop talking since non of us were really in the mood. As we sat there in silence Paul bursted threw the tour bus doors. Ok maybe not litterally threw the doors, but he did walk in with noise following behind him.

We all looked up a little startled and he looked at us with a smile that turned into an annoyed look. He was sick and tired of us sulking around since Ella wasn't here, but I knewnthat he missed her too.

"I have a surprise for you guys at your concert this week so you better be thankful and happy. Or else it won't happen again." He said radding our fridge.

We all looked at each other then looked at him with confused facial expressions. Paul just smiled at us as the bus stopped. Sometimes I fear for what Paul has in store for UA when he says he has surprises for us. This was going to be a long day or well two days so that we can see what surprise he got got us.