Eleanor through open the doors to her room "Ugh! I mean can you believe her? She says incredulously. " I mean how dare sh-, what gives her the right, what makes her think that she can just go around making judgments you when you've been here for not even 24 hours and have done absolutely nothing wrong!"
She is pacing back in fourth and waving her arms all over while ranting in front of the couch Cook is sitting on. He gets up and brings her arms down, causing the pacing to stop.
"Since when did you ever stress over what anyone thinks, especially your mother?" He asks, trying to calm her.
She let out a small laugh and relaxed her arms.
"She just makes me so crazy," Eleanor she spoke with more ease in her tone than before.
"How about we do something to take your mind off it," Cook suggests.
Eleanor gives him a small shove to the shoulder, and he realizes what that probably sounded like.
"No, not that," he clarifies, "I meant we could go somewhere, anywhere you want".
"Anywhere I want?" Eleanor laughs with a with a trace of a happy gleam in her eye, one that hasn't been there in a while.
"Anywhere in the world," Cook responds looking into her eyes.
Eleanor tried to think of somewhere. If she could go anywhere in the world? All the continents, the cities and towns, anywhere.
"Even the shed?" She asked quietly.
She hadn't been over there in years. For a while after it happened, she visited that shed every day, waiting, or hoping for either of them to walk through the door and everything to go back to normal, but the door never opened. After a while, going there just seemed pointless.
Cook kept his eyes on her "If that's where you want to go".
She gave a slight nod.
"Then I'll drive," Cook said, lightening the mood a little, with that same mischievous spark in his eye that was there when they were young.
Cook had always loved to drive, he felt in control, powerful, and free. Like nothing could stop him. Eleanor could never relate to it because she had never needed to drive, but there were times where Cook would describe it to her in a way that made it seem like flying.
"We just need keys," he told her.
"And a car," she replied, while already predicting his plan.
"Right, so all we have to do is distract your driver, snag his keys, find the car and make a break for it before he notices they're gone," Cook muses.
"Grand theft auto style," Eleanor laughs,"I love it".
"I mean, is it really theft if it's technically yours?" Cook tries to reason.
Eleanor just laughs and lets Cook guide her towards the door.
"Wait what about your bodyguard?" He asks.
Eleanor peaks her head out the door to find Jasper standing still, straight faced, very professional looking. He turns to her when he hears the door open.
"Jasper, would you please go grab a t-shirt from Liam's room for Cook," She asks, though coming from a princess, is more of an order.
Jasper nods and walks off in the direction of Liams.
She waits until he's out of earshot and then turns back to Cook.
"Coast is clear," she looks at him with the same mischievous look reflecting in her eyes. "That should give us enough time".
Cook and her run down the hallway laughing, like children playing tag, headed towards the driver.
In reality they could probably walk, but it felt right to be running, it felt free.
They started to slow their pace to and act casual when they were nearing him.
Neither of them had actually planned how to distract the driver in the first place, and Eleanor shot him a look like 'what now'.
Cook was trying to think of a plan quickly when he realized he recognized the driver. He had worked at the palace when they were younger and he would always have to come pick up the pair after long nights out, in mornings when they had no idea where they were. Who knew that would come in handy?
"Hey buddy," Cook said loudly to the man, " it's been forever."
Cook started to hug the driver, who in turn looked very uncomfortable and Eleanor shot him a look that meant 'what the hell are you doing'.
Cook pulled away and put his hand on the man's shoulder. He seemed to also remember Cook, and didn't seem to thrilled of his return.
"It was great seeing you," Cook says and quickly walks away, leaving the driver stunned and confused.
They both rushed out of the room and when they got outside Eleanor turned to look at Cook.
"What the hell was that?!"
Cook just takes his had out of his pocket and twirls a ring of keys on his finger.
"You're crazy," she laughs.
"Mental is as mental does," he replies with a kiddish grin.
They continued running until they found the car and Cook unlocked the doors and jumped into the drivers seat while Eleanor went around to the other side and climed into the passengers seat.
She has gotten so used to sitting in the back of the car, being chauffeured around, it felt different to be sitting up front, it felt more normal.
Cook but the key in the ignition and pressed down on the gas. Hard. The tires made a loud screech and Cook and Eleanor just laughed.
Eleanor rolled down her window and looked over at Cook. He looked happy again, like he did before all this bad stuff happened, and as she caught a glimpse of herself in the side mirrors, she looked happy too.
Cook looked over at her an smiled.
"Bonnie and Clyde back at it again," was all he said as they sped off down the roads.
For the first time in a while, they both felt free again.
A/N
I am so so so so so times infinity sorry for the wait. I had been really busy over the holidays. I hope you guys are liking the story and don't worry there will be more Jasper in later chapters I just felt like focusing on Cook in the beginning was important. Anyways, I really hope you are enjoying it and I'll try to update as frequently as possible. Thanks for reading :)