Diana || n.h.

Chapter 14

DIANA'S POV:

I don't even know what to be doing anymore.

I have no friends.

I lost the guy that I truly loved, but can't have.

I lost trust in that guy, too.

Did I mention I'm the princess of England? Of Wales? Of the United Kingdom?

I have no one to talk to, about this either.

Well, besides Harry. Harry's always there for me, but... I don't know. I don't want to be a bother.

I could talk to Kate, but she'd probably think that I'm messed up. This past week, Kate has been treating me kind of like a little sister, which I'm totally fine with, by the way. I treat her like the wonderful older sister that I've never had.

In fact, I barely have ever had an older brother, or brothers, in my life. They've been gone, away from me. Same with my father. I didn't even know it.

 I laid back down on my bed and sighed. This is just too hard for me. No one to talk to, and I have a secret that I've been holding on to since high school. And I won't even think through the secret, in my head.

I've never even told anyone the secret, and I swore to myself then, that I would never date, get married, nor tell anyone that secret.

And I haven't broken that promise.

Yet, my self-conscious reminds me. I rolled my eyes at it, and sighed once more. 

HARRY'S POV

I rolled my eyes at Niall, and took a seat across from him in the living room.

"Why did you come here?" Niall snarled.

"Because, we need to talk about Diana."

"I'm not talking about that bitch." he laughed, and I jerked my head towards him.

"Don't talk about her that way." I snapped.

Niall rolled his eyes, and I huffed. "She deserves it though, for rejecting me."

"She probably has a good reason, Niall. You don't know everything."

"Yea, I bet she has a VERY good reason." he sighed, sarcasm in his voice.

"In fact, I know she has a reason. But she won't tell anyone. She's never dated anyone before, according to Eleanor, for some reason in her past. But that's none of your business, nor mine."

"I just really thought she liked me."

"Diana does like you, Niall. I can guarantee that. She just doesn't date, and maybe someday she'll tell one of us. Maybe."

"I don't get why you told Eleanor, Perrie, and Danielle her secret, Niall. That really hurt her that you broke a promise to her." I brought up, and Niall looked at his feet.

"I... I... I don't know why I told them. I was just pissed."

"Well, now she's pissed at you. Actually, not pissed. She's disappointed." I pointed out, and Niall sighed.

"You're right. She's right. I ruined everything for her." he sniffed, and I sighed.

"You should talk to her." I blurted.

Niall lifted his head up and looked at me. "What?"

"You should.."

"I know what you said, it's just... isn't she disappointed in me, though?" he said.

I shrugged. "Yea. But you should try and fix that."

Niall sighed, and looked around the room for a few minutes, thinking.

"Alright, I will." he said, standing up.

The three of us-- Me, Niall, and Paul-- drove back to Buckingham Palace, and straight to Diana's room.

DIANA'S POV:

A knock came at my door, and I sprung up from my sleep. I didn't even realize I fell asleep. I quickly rushed to answer the door, and there stood Niall.

My eyes grew wide, and I tried to shut the door, but he stopped me.

"Please, Diana. Just talk to me," he pleaded. His Irish accent was dripping with saddness, and it breaks my heart hearing his broken, quiet voice. I stiffened, and thought for a moment.

Should I let him in? What happens if I accidentally tell him the secret? Is he mad at me? Does he know about Eleanor, pissed at me? Is he sorry?

I slowly nodded, and let him in. Niall slowly walks over to my couch, and plops himself down on it. I awkwardly sit next to him, and we sit in silence for a few minutes.

"What do you want to talk about, Niall." I muttered, making it sound like a complaint, not a question.

Niall slowly shurgged. "I'm.... I'm sorry, Diana."

I rolled my eyes, and laughed at him. "Oh really?" I laughed sarcastically.

Niall looked at me, straight into my green eyes, my green eyes meeting his blue ones. "Yes, really, Diana. I didn't know--"

"You did know. You did know that you promised not to tell anyone. And you did. If you were sorry, you wouldn't have done it, Niall." I snapped, and I think I heard my heart rip, from snapping at him.

"I really am sorry though! I wasn't thinking, I was just sad, from, you know, you breaking my heart!" Niall said, his voice raising.

"I'm sorry! I wanted to date you, Niall! I really did! But I promised myself I wouldn't!"

"Why? Why won't you date me? What's your secret?" Niall asked me, his voice calming down. "I promise I won't tell anyone." he said, looking me straight into my eyes.

"Yea right." I muttered.

"No, excuse me, I royal promise you, Diana. I royally royal promise you that I won't tell a soul your secret." he said. I could tell he was serious, and I wanted to tell him so badly.

"And, if I break that promise, I'll move away, and never see you again. And trust, that's the last thing I would do." Niall promised me, and I slowly nodded my head.

"Okay, Niall. I'll tell you." I decided.

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