Nikki's POV:
Six. Six months have passed. For six months I've been on the side of my father, being with him every step that he takes. Every dinner that he eats, every night that he sleeps. I've been in the palace for six months and not daring to go back to London. I'm too scared that if I go back in London, father might be dead when I go back to him. I'm scared to not be there when my father take his last breath. I know that it's soon, I can feel it.
"The King has stage 4 cancer. It's inevitable."
See? I told you.
Since there's a phone rule in our kingdom. I have forgotten about my phone. No contacts. No communication. I've forgotten my promise for the boys. And I'm sure they hated me, so why come back?
Every night, I pray that they'll be safe. That they'll be happy without me, they'll move on and just pass on our memories like air. I pray that they'll forget me so that they will not remember the pain I left them.
I've also deleted my Twitter. But I saved our images on my so called phone. My contacts are only the royal family.
I remember telling Zayn to move on, I remember telling Louis that I'm a princess. The two boys who are very close to my heart. They play a big role on my life.
"Nikki? What are you doing here?" Mark saw me at the balcony. I turned to him.
"Nothing. Just thinking of what will happen after father...." I can't say it... it's too painful...
"Pass away?" He continued my sentence. I nodded.
"Well, we'll try to move on. We'll try Nikki. But I know it'll never happen. Father will always be remembered. But we got to try, right?" Mark smiled at me. I smiled back and hugged him. Tears are already falling.
"Don't cry. Father doesn't want to see you crying and neither do I." He hugged me tighter.
"Thanks for being there, Mark. You're the best brother." I smiled and wiped the tears. We were walking back to the main room where the huge TV is, we kept talking.
"So, I've wanted tell you this for the last 6 months." I turned to him.
"Go ahead, ask me anything." I smiled.
"Do you like Zayn?" I stopped dead tracks when I heard his name.
"Uhm..." I walked quietly.
"Come on, Nikki. You know you can't hide it forever." He said and smiled at me. I looked back.
"I don't like him, Mark." We walked. He looked at me.
"I love him." I spilled it. Yes, I know it's not fancy anymore. It's not about crushes anymore. It's about the hugs, the kisses (on the cheeks), the happy moments, the sad moments, and the silent moments we've shared. He's been there for me since I became part of the family.
Mark looked at me and smiled, "Father would be so proud of you."
"What? Why?" I asked confusingly.
"You loved someone. For the first time Nikki. Father wants you to love someone truly. That's his only wish, because he know you're as hard as stone." We both laughed.
"Father's harsh." I joked. When we got to the living room, we sat on the couch and watched the news.
"One Direction," Mark looked at me. I silently watched.
"has finished their tour for this year. The boys are very thankful for the fans that have supported them. Also, 1/5 of One Direction Zayn Malik, did a little speech about a girl that is very mysterious." I looked at Mark, he smiled and watched the news.
"Thank you so much for all you guys!" He happily said. I laughed.
"And also, I wanted to thank you this girl that has been very inspirational to me. Even though she didn't come back..." This has gettin' very emotional.
"I still love her." That stung me. He loves me???
"You know who you are. We miss you so come back." I wiped my tears and turned the tv off.
"I-I can't go back." I said. Mother came at the scene and saw me. She knew that I love Zayn, she can see it in every move I do.
"You can, love." I turned to Mum.
"Mother?" I asked, standing up.
"You can go back to them. I know you are missing them so much." She smiled.
"But what about Fa-"
"We'll take care of him, Niks. Now, go back to them. Especially Zayn." Mark said. I hugged them both.
"Before you leave, say a bit of farewell to your father." I nodded and proceeded to his room. I opened the door and saw him eating his lunch.
"Father?" He looked at me and smiled. I walked to him and sat at the edge of his bed.
"I'm going back to London." I said. He looked at me, I looked down.
But when I looked up, he was smiling.
"You really love him, don't you?" He asked. I blushed and nodded.
"That's my only wish. Now, it's granted. Go, love. Go, before it's too late. Don't worry about me, I'll be here until you come back." He said.
"I love you, Father." I hugged him and he placed a kiss on my forehead.
"I love you more, my princess." I smiled and went to my room. I packed my things and decided to change my clothes. But after picking out my converse, I thought of a better idea.
"The car's ready, love." Mum said and knocked on my door.
I opened my door and she was so shocked to see me.
"You're not dressed yet."
"I am dressed, Mother." I smiled.
I was wearing a green lace dress, floral wedges, and I kept my tiara on. Mum hugged me and soothed my hair.
"I'm proud of you, Nikki." She called me by my what?
"You called me by my nickname." She laughed and hugged me.
"I thought it's a very cute name." She said. I hugged her for the last time and went to Mark.
"Go get him, Nikster!" I laughed and tackled him into a huge hug.
"Take care of Father, huh?" I said.
"I will." He kissed my forehead and guided me to the car.
When the car started moving, Mother blew me a kiss. So, I also blew one and waved back at them.
This is it...
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KYAAAAAAHHH! It's toooo sweet!! While I was writing this, I suddenly blushed and my sister was like, "Hey, are you crushing on your own character or something?" Haha!
- Alex
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