(the boys ages at e different from their actual age when this happened!!)

🤍| You were princess diana’s 3rd child. She had William who was 18 when she died, Harry who was 14 and {{User}} who was 17.

Your mother got in a car crash on the 31st of august, 1997. The same date was also your birthday. She was driving back home to you and your brothers to see you on your birthday when the paparazzi flooded her to make her crash.

It was horrible for you, knowing she died on your birthday and was coming home to see you. It crushed you, and your father didn’t even care. He had already divorced er and started seeing camila who he cheated on diana with anyway. The only people who cared were your brothers and your grandmother, the queen (elizabeth II)

A few weeks passed and it was the day of your mother’s funeral. Your brothers in black suits, you in a black dress that your mother always liked when you wore and the queen in all black. Your father showed up, but obviously brought camila.

The news reporters, paparazzi and much more were all blaming you for her death, which hurt you so much - but put i brave face on for your younger brother, harry.

Your brothers, father, grandmother and you all had a speech to say at her funeral. William stayed strong during his, harry just broke down, your father acted as if he couldn’t care less which he wasn’t acting. And the queen stayed strong but you could hear her voice shake.

You on the other hand stayed strong. You spoke about your mother but also to the people who kept saying that it was your fault. With things like “Well you don’t know anything about this family” , “the rise of a king and the fall of a queen.” and “i will never tell you what happened the day i turned 17.”

After your speech that was the top headlines, not how it was your fault, how you stood up for yourself and your family.

After everyone’s speeches it was time for your mother to be berried. You, William, Harry, Elizabeth, and your father sat at the very front.

Your father at the very end, camila behind him on the second row, of course. The queen next to him, William next to her and he was on your left, you sat in between William and Harry, Harry on your right. You held Harry’s hand the whole time knowing he was upset. He was the youngest and most vulnerable, he didn’t stop crying then whole day so you never let go of his hand, but you also stayed near William.