Diana || n.h.

Chapter 7

NIALL'S POV:

I've been worried fucking sick about Diana.

Yeah, I know, she's safe and all in the palace-- whatever.

But I want to know if she's COMFORTABLE there, because right now, that's all I care about.

I'm in my apartment, yea, it's the same building as Diana's-- well, her OLD apartment. Now she lives in the palace. I live on the floor below Danielle, Perrie, and Eleanor's.

Zayn's apartment is next door, Louis's is across from mine, and Liam's is next to Louis's.

Harry, again, lives at the palace. I've never actually been inside of the palace, honestly. I've been in front of it, to pick Harry up once for a Lady Gaga concert we went to last year.

That was a mistake.

I rolled over on my bed, and stopped my boring thinking that had no point to it, and grabbed my phone off my night stand.

I unlocked it, and scrolled to Diana's contact. Yea, I might've asked Perrie for her number. No biggie.

TO: Diana<33

Hey, what's up?

FROM: Diana<33

Who is this...?

TO: Diana<33

Oh, yea, this is Niall

FROM: Diana<33

Ohh.. I'm fine, I guess. How did u get my #?

TO: Diana<33

Uh... Perrie gave it 2 me..

FROM: Diana<33

Oh, ok. I gtg, Harry needs 2 talk 2 me >.<

TO: Diana<33

Alright, text me later. xx

I sighed, and tossed my phone back onto my night stand. I need a nap, that's what I need.

DIANA'S POV:

I'm currently sulking on my huge bed. I just don't think I can handle the stress of being a princess, on what if my friends find out, and what will others start to think of me?

My phone buzzed, and I rolled over to grab it. I unlocked my phone, and I had a text from some number I didn't know.

From: xxx-xxx-xxxx

Hey, what's up?

To: xxx-xxx-xxxx

Who is this...?

Why would someone be texting me at midnight? And how did they get my number?

From: xxx-xxx-xxxx

Oh yea, this is Niall

My heart fluttered at the thought that Niall was texting me. I have no clue how he got my number, but it sure made my night.

To: Niall

Ohh.... I'm fine, I guess. How did u get my #?

From: Niall

Uh... Perrie gave it 2 me...

There was a knock at my door, and someone cleared their throat, and loudly whispered, "Diana? Can I talk to you?". It was Harry's voice. I sighed.

To: Niall

Oh, ok. I gtg, Harry needs 2 talk 2 me >.<

From: Niall

Alright, text me later. xx

I smiled to myself, and locked my phone, tossing it back on my bed. I got up, and walked a bajillion feet to answer the door. Harry was standing there in a hoodie and grey sweats.

"What do you need to talk about?" I asked him, confusion showing on my face.

"I need your help," he sighed.

"For what?" I asked, and stopped. I opened the door further, and let him in. He went over and sat on the couch in front of my bed, and I sat next to him.

"I need help with a girl I love," he sighed.

"Who is it?" I asked.

He sighed again. "You promise not to tell anyone?" he asked.

I nodded. "No, you have to royally promise, which means, if you break this promise, you cannot be a princess anymore, and your family will disown you, Diana," he said, looking staright into my eyes.

Well, that makes my stressfulness feel better. "Alright, Harry. I royally promise I will not tell anyone," I said.

He nodded, and gave me a small smile.

"Well... I think I'm in love with... Eleanor," he said, and looked away from me.

"Oh my God," I said, and stood up, running away from Harry. Eleanor is my best friend, and she's dating Harry's best mate.

Oh my God, is all I can think of right now.

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Oooo, cliffy!!

Sorry I haven't been able to update, I had homecoming on Friday, yesterday I had to run a food stand with my friends and my mom and crap. Today i had like a brunch thing at the fanciest place I've ever been to.

I might update tonight, maybe. But, probably not, and I'll end up updating tomorrow.

I'm updting Niall, My Brudder 3 and How I Lived My Dream tonight though, so read those later on. :P