Diana || n.h.

Chapter 12

NIALL'S POV:

I can't believe the words that just left Diana's mouth.

She... denied me. And then ran off. Why?

I just guess she doesn't like me.

Elaine walked over to the booth, carrying a tray of food.

She looked around, confused. "Where's Diana?"

"She ran off," I muttered.

"Oh, I'll have this delievered to her room then. Do you still want the donut and coffee?" she asked, holding the tray in front of me.

"No thanks, I'm not as hungry anymore." I mumbled, and left the bakery. I need to talk to Liam. Maybe he will know what I should do.

*

The second I stepped into my apartment, I yelled at the top of my lungs.

This is what she did to me. Diana really means the world to me, although I've only known her for a week, it feels like I've known her my whole life.

Why won't she date me? Everyone said that she was 'totally into me'! Were they lying? I just don't know, and it's pissing me off!

A knock came at my door. I groaned and opened it, and in walked Eleanor, Danielle, and Perrie.

"We heard you yelling," Perrie said.

I nodded, and laid back down on the couch. The girls sat on the other couch awkwardly, but I ignored it.

"Where has Diana been?" Danielle asked me, El and Perrie nodding in agreement.

"She's at Buckingham Palace." I muttered. How did they not know this? One, Diana is like, their best friend. Two, it's all over the news! Dumbasses.

"What?" Eleanor said, her mouth dropped open.

"Yea..? She's Harry's sister, dumbass." I snapped.

"How come we didn't know this?" Eleanor asked suspiciously.

Oh shit.

I wasn't supposed to tell them. I fucking promised Diana.

Know what? I don't care. She denied dating me, I don't really give 2 shits on what happens to her anymore.

"Because she told me not to tell you. She's been living there all week. She's the forgotten princess."

"Wait... she's Harry and William's little sister? The one that died in the car accident with her mom?" Perrie asked, her eye brow raising.