Royal Adoration

Chapter 2

Demi's POV

One thing I could say I definitely missed about California was the beaming sun that always seemed to leave me looking a few shades darker. I had been back in LA for three weeks now and the entire time had been spent day and night with my girls. It no longer felt like I was the outsider and instead feelings of how our lives use to be was now taking over my fears and shyness. Xavier and Drake had also been present figures within the past few weeks and it felt beyond amazing to be around two male figures who I knew loved and would protect me from anything or anyone.

"I feel like death." I heard someone groan as I lifted up my head from the pool lounge chair I had been lying on for the past few hours.

Looking up my gaze fell onto Selena's as she walked over and sat on the end of the lounge chair that Ariana was currently occupying. "Well how else did you expect to feel after downing a whole bottle of Jack on your own?" Ariana mumbled what I had just been thinking.

Of course, my arrival back to town also meant weekend benders and as always Selena decided to go all out as soon as she saw a girl all up on Drake. When Ariana first told me about their little relationship, I thought it was cute as hell but only after three weeks I realized why everyone gets so annoyed with their banter.

"Why didn't you stop me?" She groaned out as I winced at her matted hair that stuck to her skin while her make up ran down her face.

"Because there is no stopping your aggressive ass once you've started!" I chuckled as I turned around in my seat and picked up my bikini top so I could put it back on.

"Oh come on, I am not that bad!" she laughed as Ariana and I side eyed her at the same time. Laughing as I shook my head, I stood up from the lounge chair and stretched out my tight limbs as my gaze fell onto the view that was Hollywood. Though the apartment was beyond amazing, I think my absolute favorite thing about it would be the breath taking view.

"So, Bizzle was asking about you AGAIN." Ariana suddenly blurted out causing me to break out in a blush while I tried to hide my grin.

"So what?" I managed to get out casually as I didn't want them to know that the very mention name of his name gave me butterflies.

"Bitch what do you mean 'so what'? You're blushing so hard right now that you are as red as a lobster," she laughed which only seemed to make me blush harder.

"What'd he say?" I asked as I took a seat on the edge of her lounge chair that she was currently stretched out on.

"Same thing he's been asking for the past three weeks, your number." She smiled as I playfully rolled my eyes, although from the inside I was beaming that he was still even trying to get to know me.

"So why don't you just let me give it to him? Judging by the giddy face you got on, you like him." Selena teased as I once again playfully rolled my eyes.

"I do not like him, I don't even know him." I shrugged as I stood up and grabbed my phone before making my way inside so we didn't have to have this conversation for the 10th time.

"Oh no you don't, bring your tiny ass back here!" I heard Ariana yell from behind me, though I was already halfway to the kitchen and I was beyond starving.

Heading straight to the fridge, I started to gather all the ingredients to make myself a sandwich while letting out a sigh at the sound of the girls coming in. I knew the conversation was far from over; it was something they insisted we'd talk about every chance they got. It wasn't that I didn't think Justin was charming and absolutely handsome, it was more the fact that he was known as not only the biggest drug dealer down the west coast but he was also a notorious playboy.