The Royals [ Zustin Mieber]

Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

It's 9pm on a Saturday and it's like so hot . It's in the night I expected it to be extremely cold like other nights since the rain forest is a 30 minute walk but noo everybody in my household is here suffering some type of heatwave we don't know about.

Anyway on with this chapter. Might be super crappy :/

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Taylor is hot on the prince tail following him all over. Zayn is taking out pictures with some fans and Taylor is trying to keep most of them away from touching the prince.

Zayn talked to some people who is surprisingly English. He gave a few kissing to a couple of teenage girls one claiming it's her birthday. Hundreds and hundreds of pictures was taken within the span of ten to fifteen minutes and Zayn was being ushered away by Taylor.

Both men made it inside the house alive and Zayn walked straight towards the alcohol cabinet he has in the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels. He took out two shot glasses and placed both of them on the kitchen table. He poured the rum inside the breakable glasses and passed one to Taylor. He didn't bother asking Taylor if he wanted one,he just needed a drinking buddy since he left his cousin back home. That same cousin is the one doing the scandalous and risky things with the prince. Jacob is way different than his father, Steven the spare is very uptight, demanding and downright annoying and there's Jacob who is the exact opposite to his father.

"I don't want to drink Zayn, I've to take extra caution with the fans since we left all the other security guards back in the palace." Taylor declined and tried his best to show Zayn that they both can't be drinking since there isn't much supervision at the moment.

"Taylor don't argue with me on this." Zayn eyes narrowed and he pushed a hand through his messy and uncombed long hair. When I go back home I'm going to Nelly because I'm in a desperate need for a haircut. Zayn took down that mental note.

Zayn took the glass into his hand and pour the alcohol down his throat. He hissed at the burning sensation. "Hey Taylor do you know a lot about the throne ?"

Taylor eyed Zayn curiously. "Yes, but not much, what do you want to know ?"

Zayn thought about what he wanted to say. "I read something in my dad's office which said about 45 years ago the Prince of England took a break from the throne, is that true and can that happen ?"

Taylor was taken aback by the question, he chuckled at that. "Yes it was your father who took the break, I was maybe ten or eleven years old, my memory is fuzzy so I might not remember it all." Taylor searched his brain and could remember bits and bits of the tail. "You might want to take a sit for this." He told Zayn who pulled out a chair and sat next to the counter.

"Okay. In 1979 your father was up for the throne just like you're up for it now, he was stressed and tired from all the criticism he was getting from the public. Since he was well hidden from the public eye by his parents, he was a tad bit shy and would stutter every time he would give a public speech. Everyone said how he wasn't ready to be king of the throne and his brother Steven should be since he's well spoken and whatnot. That's basically why Steven envy your dad and you so much. If he was up for king then Thomas would be the spare and not the heir and right now in your place would be his son Jacob. So as I was saying, your father ran away and changed everything about him from the braces and glasses to his hair colour. He went strawberry blonde can you believe that." Taylor laughed."He settle on the far end of London in a small yet comfortable home for both him and his head body guard. One day out in a nearby store after everything blew over since no one could've find him after a year or two, he saw this cashier who was minding her own business and doing her work. Since her line of shoppers was to long he had to go to the lady nearby and check out his things. It became a habit of his to go to the down town store to buy everything from groceries to a pack of gum. And of course the young lady took notice of him staring at her everyday. One would've been alarmed but she wasn't, she walked straight up to him and said 'It's getting really creepy with you coming down here just to see me and I should call the police' and your poor dad was alarmed but the woman laughed it away 'but I won't because I'm actually quite flattered.' She said.