Chapter 3: Please let me go back

There's a mountain between us
But there's one thing I'm sure of
that I now how I feel about you now

Miranda Cosgrove- About you now

A/N: I would like to thank all my readers and reviewers. Thank you so much:) This chapters longer then the other two by a long shot:) Oh and I did find something that might give you guys a visual of this movie. Its called Remembering Roman Holiday. The links are (there's three parts) on my page.

If you guys watch this my story will make a lot more since. That is if you've never seen the movie. Just thought I would help you guys out:)

Warning!: Just to let you know this chapter is very sad. I thought I would let you know ahead of time.

Ann's POV.

I was put to bed because everyone "thought" I was sick or having a breakdown like I did in Rome. I'm just unhappy and a little bit tired. But one thing is for sure I'm not having a breakdown. I shut my tired eyes and went to sleep. I began to dream about me and Joe. It was such a great dream I began talking in my sleep.

Moments later I woke realizing it was only a dream. I began crying because it was just a dream. As I berried my face into my pillow I heard something. Oh no it was my parents. I dried my tears as best as I could before they came in.

"How are you filling my dear?" my father asked.

"Better I guess" I answered looking at my parents. I wasn't sick to began with my parents are just over protective that's all. I'm a Princess not the crown jewels. Well I guess in a way I am.

"You still fill a little warm" my mother said with concern as she felt my not so hot forehead.

Okay that's it I'm fed up with this so I spoke up.

"I'm not sick, I don't have a fever I'm just unhappy" I basically yelled looking at my parents. My parents looked at me with wide eyes. I had never yelled at my parents before.

"Well for you to be this mad you must be very sick" both my parents said at once.

"Uh how many times do I have to say it I'm not sick or hardly tired" I said with some force this time. The next thing I said just came out I didn't even have time to stop it. "All I want is to get out of these four walls. And go find Joe and to live happily ever after" I put my hand over my mouth. I forgot my parents didn't know about Joe. Except at the Royal interview back in Rome.

"Well when did this happen?" my father asked passing about my room.

I could tell they where not pleased not pleased at all. So I choose my words very carefully. If I didn't things would turn out all wrong and then I would never get to see Joe again.

"When we where in Rome. The day that I got out from the palace" I began. I spilled the whole story. What else could I do lie about it and then get in bigger trouble? I don't think so I already did something wrong anyway.

"Oh my god" my mother said with no more words as she sat in a near by chair.

"Is there anything else Ann?" my father asked looking at me.

"No I don't thing so" I answered looking at the ground. Of course I knew better.

"Good you are to never see him again" both my parents said with stern voices.

My head shot up at the sound of those words. No I can't I won't. Of course what other chooses did I have? Run away again like I did before? For crying out lowed I'm 20 years old I should be able to do what I want I'm an adult now. If I want to see Joe then I should be able to.

"No! How can you say that…I love him" I blurted out throwing back the covers. "Plus I'm an adult not a child anymore."

"I'm sorry Ann but you'll have to forget about him. You live under are place you live under are rules" my mother said as she and my father left my room.

I began crying and begging my parents. I new they could still hear me.

"Please let me go back to Italy. Plea- please" I sobbed all the fillings in my heart out. It had all bullited up and finally just burst. I laid my head on my bed and sobbed more.

"No this can't be happening. I'm not letting this happen I'm the princess I should have a say in what I do".

I cried for a few more long and lonely minuets. I thought of an idea I could write to Joe. I remember he told me what his address was so I could pay him back for the money that I had borrowed from him. I went to my desk got some paper and pen.

Dear Joe;

I am terribly unhappy. I want to come back to Italy. Things have just been miserable since I left. My parents know about use. They where so mad they said I couldn't see you ever again. I want to be happy again like I was when it was me and you.

P.S. I love you with all my heart.

With all my love

Princess Ann

I put the royal sill on it then asked the maid to see that it got mailed. She said it would right away. After doing that I went back to bed. After crying my eyes out I was tired go figure.

Meanwhile in Rome, Italy

The letter arrived in Rome only not to Joe. It arrived to his neighbor. The neighbor saw that it was addressed to Joe so he mailed it to New York City where Joe now lived.

Ann's POV.

I was packing my bags for New York City. My parents thought me taking a vacation would get my mind off of Joe. If anything it would make it worse. I looked around my room to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything. I had forgotten one thing and that was my heart. That was one thing I would never get back. Because Joe had it. I let a tear roll down my face then left for New York.

A/N: Poor Ann. Will she get to see Joe again now that she has to go to New York? Well you'll have to see. I'm writhing the next chapter right now:) Please review thanks:)