The Royals [ Zustin Mieber]

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

So my exams are over:) Summer is just around the block. Okay there might be a rant hereso you can skip if you want too.

Hopelessrealist -The woman who made me fall in love with Zustin has broken my heart :(I kid, I kid. I'm just sitting here like a duck waiting too see ifJustin will forgive Zayn or if he will move on completely, I justcan't do anything straight right now. So today I was scrollingthrough Justin instagram and I was like "did he delete the picturesof he & Zayn?" and my best friend went "there wasn't anypictures of Zayn you damn lunatic."

Mitchell has got mehooked on Zustin and I think I've officially gone crazy but I stilllove you, Mitch. Oh and we're getting married when I visit L.A, justso you know.

Now I should starttyping up this chapter, yeah.

Zayn POV

It' s been six days, six hours and sixteen minutes since I last heard from Justin, yes I am keeping track. I've left countless of miss call,text messages and I even tried e-mail, this should show you how desperate I am right now.

What he heard was a completely misunderstanding. Mia, my god damn cousin followed me to Australia so she can interrogate me about the new "hot dish" that is currently laying down below me. We were working out at the time he called. If he would've let me explain then I wouldn't need to be on my phone 24/7 expecting him to call.

I've send probably a million roses, white roses to be specific, and he hasn't answered me at all. He's not a woman and I don't want to treat him like he has a change in his genital area. He said he's a sucker for white roses so I tried that which I believe is in his trash can.

I am back at the palace currently sitting in the balcony, the second floor balcony to be specific, and watching the sun rise gracefully on the horizon. It's been taking it's good ass time to rise.

At the corner of my eye, I can see Nathalie standing there with a cup of tea or coffee I really don't know but she's standing there quietly, waiting until I acknowledge her. I turned my head side ways and raise and eye brow at her. When she sees I'm watching she chuckled and soon covered it up with a cough. I rolled my eyes which feels loose in it's socket at her because I know why she wants to laugh since the entire staff wants too but they won't because soon they would be applying for unemployment.

"Good morning sir, I brought up some tea for you, your father request that you drink some and go to bed." She place the British mug in front of me an did a curtsy before excusing herself and going back inside.

"I don't need sleep, I slept last night" I grumbled and took a sip outof my mug.

"Yesyou do need sleep Zayn, Kemora is coming home to visit." Oh yes mylovely lovely Kemora, how can I forget such a thing. She hasn't beenhome because she's out and about since she's the duchess ofCambridge.

"Dad,will you stop creeping on me like that? It's getting damnfrustrating" I snapped and instantly regretted it when I saw theway his dark eyes narrowed at me.

"Sorrydad, I won't snap at you again." I mumbled. I got up and walkedinto my room and fell onto the unmade bed. The bed which hasn't beenmade for four days.

"Getsome rest son, I will wake you when Kemora arrives." My dad frownedat the mess he's walking over. He reached for the door and pulled itclose after him.