DIANA'S POV:
I woke up the next morning. Niall stayed over here last night, after getting the 'OK' from dad.
No, we didn't do anything dirty... mind you, dirty minded perves!
No, it was a huge blizzard last night, a big snow storm. So I got Niall to stay, so he didn't get hurt or sick. He's still sleeping on my couch, although I insisted he sleep on my bed, and I sleep on the couch.
I'm an early bird, and from what I know from Eleanor, Niall is a heavy sleeper. So I'll just have to leave a note on my door or something, in case I'm using the bathroom and a maiden comes in to clean, finding Niall sleeping on my couch.
Awkward.
I yawned, and stretched. The second I left my bed I shivered. My room was so cold. I walked over to the heater for my room, and turned it up. It's 60 degrees in here, and that's pretty cold for a room in the middle of winter, you know, in London!
I scribbled a note on a sheet of paper on my desk, and stuck it on the door of my bedroom. I grabbed a fluffy towel from a cabinet and took a quick hot shower, of course singing in the shower.
I mean, who doesn't?
I sang 'Pricetag' by Jessie J. I don't even know why, because that song is old, and I don't like Jessie J.
Don't judge, okay? Okay.
When I turned off the shower, I dried my hair off quickly with a towel, and wrapped it around my body. I stepped out onto the mat, and looked for my clothes.
"Shit!" I yelled, and then covered my mouth. One, because Niall's sleeping. Two, because I'm not allowed to, and I've never seen the Queen angry.
And I don't think I want to.
I quietly tip-toed into my bedroom from my bathroom, and went over to my closet. The second I opened my creaky closet door, Niall stirred on the couch. I grabbed a light pink dress and nylons, and shut my door a little too hard, making it slam.
Niall sat up, squinting his eyes from the light. I self-contiously wrapped the towel around myself tighter, and started to walk quickly to the bathroom.
"Diana?" Niall asked in a groggy morning voice. It was so dreamy, and hot, really.
Did I just call Niall's morning voice 'hot' and 'dreamy'?
Diana, what the hell has gotten into you?
"I'm gonna quick change," I announced, and he nodded as I walked into my bathroom.
That was close. Too close.
I quickly got dressed, and stepped back out into my room. Niall was standing up, no wrinkles in his clothing, and one huge confused look on his face.
"What?" I laughed.
"Some old lady maid ironed my clothes... while I was wearing them." he said, shaking his head.
"Oh, that was probably Merial. She's my grandmother's best friend, and favorite maiden. I was introduced to her yesterday, I think," I explained, and he nodded.
"Nice singing by the way," he smirked. My mouth hung open, as heat rose to my cheeks.
"What? You heard me?" I mumbled.
"Yep. Pricetag, huh? Such an oldie," he chuckled, and I with him.
"Want some breakfast?" I asked, and he quickly nodded. "Oh, yea, Danielle said you liked your food."
Niall laughed once more, and we started out my bedroom door. "Wait," I said, and stopped him.
"What?"
"You can't swear, and use manners, please." I ordered.
"Okay, thou Princess Diana II, your majesty," he rolled his eyes, and I playfully slapped him in the arm, earning another chuckle from him.
We walked to the elevator, and to the first floor. I thanked Al, the elevator man. Niall and I walked together to the kitchens. "Do you want a donut and muffin with coffee, or are you an eggs-and-bacon kinda guy?" I asked him.
"Normally, I would go for the bacon, but today I'm feeling donuts and coffee," he shrugged, and I nodded, pulling him to the bakery. I walked at a decent pace to the counter, where Elaine, the baker's wife, stood, smiling as always.
Gram introduced me to just abhout everyone here, no worries.
"What would you cuties like today?" she smiled. Her eyes widened then. "Excuse me, I meant your majesty, and sir," she changed.
"It's alright, really Elaine. I'll have a blueberry muffin and a pumpkin spice coffee." I say, and Elaine nodded.
"I'll have a black coffee and a chocolate donut with sprinkles," Niall said, and Elaine went straight to work.
"Let's go sit," I suggested, and Niall agreed, us walking to the booth in the corner. Some classy music was playing in the background, must be Willy's, Elanie's husband, choice. Willy is a kind man, who is very classy.
Elaine? Complete opposite. She's all motorcycle and Harley Davidson and Pawn Stars kinda gal. And yet she's probably in her 60s. Of course, her apron has 'Harley Davidson' written in flaming letters on the front. Duh.
"So, since we have time to ourselves," Niall stretched, and then blushed.
"I was wondering... Diana...if..."
He blushed once more, making me blush, and nodded for him to go on.
"Do you want to go out on a date sometime?" he asked, looking away from me. My heart stopped, and skipped a beat. Butterflies filled my stomach.
"I... I can't Niall. I'm sorry," I said quickly, and ran out of the room.
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I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever, and then left you on a cliffy!! ;D
I got pretty busy, so I'm sorry. I'll probably update my other books tonight too. (:
I changed the title of this book, I know. I am now planning on making a book series with this book. The next book will be called 'Georgia Rose.'
It won't be involving Diana or anything royal at all really in it. I have no clue if it will be a Liam fanfic, Zayn, Louis, or Harry. It won't be a Niall fanfic, because this one is a Niall fanfic. :D
You'll probably like it. Georgia Rose will come out when I finish this book. Kay? Kay.
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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...