One Direction's Secret Princess

What if one day you were a princess, and the next day you have been stripped of your identity and sent to college to become an assistant manager? Next thing you know, you are pretty much babysitting one direction!? And what if a certain someone falls in love with you, or a certain 3? But what they didn't know, is who you really are.


8. Chapter 7: Waking Up and Following the Rules


Chapter 7: Waking Up and Following the Rules


Niall’s POV:


I shut the door to the flat we were staying in with a bang and dropped to the ground. I had run 5 miles home because I had to take a detour from the fans. I love them and all, but sometimes I just need to be alone.


“Niall?” I heard Liam question from the living room. He walked over to where I was by the door and raised an eyebrow.


“Fans.” I gasped. He laughed a bit, suddenly his expression changed into a hard, serious one.


“Where’s Isabella?” He asked. I frowned and notified Liam of what had happened at Starbucks. He nodded and went to get his phone, to call Paul I assume. Simon is going to kill us if he found out that we managed to upset the new assistant manager already. I went to get a snack in the kitchen. I hope Isabella is okay.


Isabella’s POV:


I woke up. But I was… swaying? I looked up and saw a man, I recognize this man, Paul?


“Aw, I've seen you’ve woken up.” Paul smiled down at me.


“What happened?” I asked. I remember falling asleep in the bathroom at Starbucks, but I woke up and went home eventually, right?


“You fainted in your sleep in the bathroom. The cashier at Starbucks found you and she was going to call the police but I called. And now we are here, in the car, making our way to the hospital to make sure you’re alright.” I nodded in understanding and laid my head back on the headrest.


“What happened with the boys?” After I had ran away, I had wondered if they even cared about me after they played that stupid prank.


“Well actually, after you left Zayn went into shock and ended up going back to sleep. Harry ignored the rest of the boys and Louis went to talk to him. Niall went after you after a compromise with the boys. And Liam waited on the couch for Niall to return home. Niall ended up being chased by fans back home, though, so Liam called me.” Paul explained. I have to remember to thank Liam for helping me. I’m still mad at Harry, Niall, and Zayn though. I'm a little mad at Louis too, for taking Harry’s side. I sighed and slouched back into my seat as we reached the hospital. Paul helped me out of the car and we were directed to a white room. Paul stayed in the waiting room as I stripped down and into a paper gown. Soon the nurse came into to take my temperature. When the doctor finally arrived I was on my phone.


“Hello sweetie! How are you feeling?” I smiled and mumbled an okay. She nodded and continued to do so tests on me. 20 minutes later we were done and she had my results.


“Well, it seems as if you suffered a minor case of depression which resulted in stress, causing you to faint. To help, I have prescribed some pills for you to take whenever you feel depressed.” She handed me a small bottle and told me to keep it with me wherever I go. I stuck it in my purse and she let me into the waiting room.


Paul and I drove in silence until he noticed the prescription bottle in my purse.


“What do you need those for?” He asked with a almost fatherly sound to his voice.


“They’re just anti- depressant pills, nothing major.” I rolled my eyes and looked out the window.


“Why did you faint?” Paul asked, trying not to be too nosey.


“I was reading some news…” I trailed off. He seemed to understand though.


“So you saw? Well, I can’t do anything, I’m sorry. John and Eleanor tried to convince your parents that you deserved to come back for your birthday at least, but they said this was to teach you a lesson.” He smiled sadly at me.


“Just don’t tell them about the pills! I don’t want their sympathy.” I snapped back at him. He didn’t act surprised at my outburst, though. I mumbled an apology and he just nodded. We began to pull up to the flat… wait… I’m going back to THEIR flat!? Well then, I know my first new rule that I'm actually going to follow: No romance.



Author’s Note:


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Nina :) xx

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