The Royals [ Zustin Mieber]

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Continuation from the previous chapter :)

JustinPOV.

Miley still have the deportation paper in her hand examining all kinds of things on it. From the judge's name and his signature. She had her laptop opened as she google the nation-known judge, she looked at pictures of his signature and tried comparing it to the one on the paper to see if it's forged.

"This is no use." She threw the paper onto her bed "who would do that to you? What have you even done for this piece of trash paper."

I closed my eyes and watched Jazmyn and Jaxon play with the new toys their father got them before he flew back to America. The timing of the deportation news is just not right. I mean who would do that. I don't think it's Harry because if it was, the paper would be assigned to Miley and not to me. Who in the right mind would do such a thing.

"It doesn't matter. I'm getting married on Monday." I try concealing my smile by bringing the mug up to my mouth.

It seems the mug didn't do much hiding because Miley quirked her perfectly plucked brow at me "And you happy. Don't you think you're moving too fast into another marriage? You remind me of mum."

"This isn't how I planned on getting married Miley, I just like to picture that the circumstance is different. That this marriage is about love and not business." I sighed.

"You guys are already in love so let's call it a love business marriage.Why couldn't you be a girl so I can be you maid of honour." Miley sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes exasperatingly.

"You can be it if you want. After all it's my wedding day." I smiled.

"It would be wrong, it's your wedding day, yes, but you're marrying into royalty so technically it's the entire world's wedding day. You will be on live television saying your vows, the ones you are meant to keep." She smiled sadly and bit on the right side of her lip.

"Yeah you're right."

As soon as Miley was about to open her mouth there was knocking on thedoor, the front door. We both got up and stride towards it. I pull open the door to see no other than the queen here. "Are you here to tell me that I can't marry your step-son" I asked and sarcasm was dripping out of my mouth.

"Actually no, I'm here to bring you and your family members to the Palace."She laughed and I could tell that it's fake as she place her perfectly manicured nails on my shoulders.

"Why couldn't Zayn do it?" I ask and tried peeping over her shoulders only to see a bodyguard with a small bag in his hands.

"Zayn is busy getting prepared for this all of a sudden wedding so he couldn't make it."She answered me gruffly and closed her eyes.

"Hey no need to get snappy here, it was just a question." I raise my hands in mock surrender and backed away.

She smiled, one that showcase her pearly white teeth and shook her head. "You're something else kid. Now get on it and let's head to the palace."

Joseline turned away and stalked out of my house leaving her body guard standing there andstaring at me. I stood still and stared back at him, not blinking once. He laughed but kept his eyesight to mine. After two minutes or so I'm blinking rapidly trying to get rid of the burning sensation from my eyes.

He laughed and shook his head "I'm trained for this so I knew you trying to go against me was a lost cause itself."

I rolled my eyes and ran up the stairs to my room, Miley is carrying the twins bag and I saw hers and mine in the doorway of her room. "Bring ours downstairs, I will meet you in the car."