NIALL'S POV:
I stomped out my apartment, receiving looks from people in the halls. I ignored them, and kept going until I was out the front door.
The second I stepped outside, I shivered. It was fucking cold out, and I couldn't believe how cold it was. Oh yea.
It's December in London. Oops. Forgot.
Then again, it would be probably even colder in Ireland, so I just kept walking. The palace was about a block away from the apartments.
I walked up to the golden gates, and nodded to the guards. I clicked the button on the gate, it's basically a doorbell.
"Name?" it asked.
"Niall Horan,"
"Age?"
"19,"
"Why are you here?"
"To visit my friend, Diana,"
"We'll send a messengar to speak to Princess Diana. If she approves, we'll let you know,"
"Ok, thank you," I said, and sat on the bench in front of the side gate.
I shivered again, and ran my hands up and down my arms quickly, to get some body heat. It was about 17 degrees out, I'll say. Damn it's cold.
A few minutes later, the speaker on the gate buzzed.
"Niall Horan? Diana awaits inside," the speaker said, and the gate opened a tad, just so I could fit through, and they slammed closed right behind me.
I walked for about 10 minutes up the driveway, and finally reached the golden front door of the palace. There were at least 70 guards surrounding it.
"Name?" one asked.
"Niall Horan, sir,"
The guard opened the door and let me through. The second I stepped inside, warm air hit me, blasting.
I looked around, and I was in the lobby. Maidens, servants, and butlers were rushing everywhere, and I could smell soup and hot chocolate. Damn, I could get used to this.
I looked for signs of which floor had the bedrooms.
I found it right next to an elevator.
1st FLOOR: Lobby and Kitchens
2nd FLOOR: Offices
3rd FLOOR: Dresser's, Alley, Pool, Gym, etc.
4th FLOOR: The Royal Bedrooms
BACK BUILDING: Servants' Quaters
BASEMENT: Storage
I read the sign twice, just to be sure, and clicked the 'up' button.
I stepped inside of the elevator, and a servant was in there already, I think he was the elevator dude man.
"Which floor?" he asked me.
"4th floor," I said, and he nodded, clicking the '4' button.
I waited for 30 seconds, and the doors opened. I thanked the man, and stepped outside of the elevator.
All I saw was an enormous hallway with doors on each side. I started to walk down the hall, reading the name plates as I went.
Prince Charles's Room
Queen Elizabeth's Room
Prince William's Room
Prince Harold's Room
Princess Diana's Room
I smiled to myself when I saw Diana's room, and I lightly knocked on the door.
"Coming!" said her voice.
Diana opened the door, with a small smile on her face. She was wearing very proper makeup, with a long indigo dress, and her hair was in ringlets, going down her back.
What she didn't have though, was her tiara, which surprised me a little.
"Hello Niall," she smiled, and cursied. What? Since when did she do that?
"Princess Diana," I bowed, just in case some guard was around.
"You don't have to do that, Niall, I give you that permission. Come on in," she laughed, and I laughed a little too. I stepped inside of her room.
"Oh my God," I said, looking around.
Diana just giggled. "This is my room,"
"Wow."
"Come, sit by me," she smiled, sitting on a couch infront of her huge bed. Diana patted the seat next to her, and I smiled, and walked over to sit by her.
"How've you been?" she asked,
"Alright, yourself?"
"Good, good. Been getting to know my family. Today I went to teh dresser's to get myself fitted for dresses with my grandmother." she beamed.
I nodded. "Since when do you talk so posh?" I joked.
"I had lessons this morning as well from Gram. She told me I had to be fancy and posh,"
I just chuckled. "Well, you don't have to around me,"
Diana laughed, and then frowned. "Does Eleanor know? Or anyone?"
"I don't think so,"
"Okay, I hope not. I need to tell them myself,"
I just nodded, and we continued talking, just about everything, I guess.
And it was probably the best thing I've done all winter.
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FanfictionThis isn't your ordinary fairytale, or fan-fiction, in your case. I'm Diana, Diana Rose Cambridge. My mother is Diana, yes, princess Diana, and my father is Prince Charles. Yes, my brothers are Prince Harry and William. Yeah, my gran...