Royal Adoration

Chapter 15

Justin's POV

I laid back on my bed, watching my favourite re-runs on TV waiting for Demi to hurry up and get ready. I swear till this day I have no idea why it takes her this long to get ready. She's naturally beautiful, so if she threw on a garage bag she'd look flawless in it. My mind drifted off to the roses that had been sent to her today, and just the thought of it made my blood boil. I was dead set going to kill the person as soon as I find out who he is, and I mean it.

"Baby!" she yelled throwing a pillow at me.

I threw the pillow back glaring at her. "What? Damn!"

"I said does my outfit look okay, but if you're gonna be an ass about it, then don't worry," she mumbled, walking away.

I watched as she reached for her phone making her way to the door. Demi looked good. For real, this girl could be covered from head to toe in rags and she'd still be the sexiest girl in the world to me.

"No Demi! Come back here!"

Stopping in her tracks, she turned around and squinted her eyes at me, before making her way over to me, jumping on the bed and playfully punching me. I had to hold her wrists down so she would stop hitting me.

"You're an asshole, seriously Justin," she pouted her lips.

"I don't care. You love me?" I mumbled onto her lips.

"It depends." She laughed.

"Depends on what? You know you love King Bizzle." I said, raising my eyebrow.

"Depends on if your rude ass apologizes and tells me if my outfit looks good." she retorted back.

Tapping her signalling for her to stand up, she did just that as I swung my legs off the bed. Taking her hand in mine, I spun her around in front of me examining her outfit.

"Well, your shorts are showing too much but other than that, you look okay." I said shrugging it off knowing it would piss her off.

Huffing, she snatched her hand from mine and began to walk away, but I quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her back into my body with her back still to me.

"You look so beautiful baby, I'm sorry." I mumbled into her ear, making her body shiver against mine.

She turned around facing me and jumped on my body flinging her arms around my neck.

"See, now that wasn't so hard was it?"

Rolling my eyes, I carried her out of my room because she refused to let go of me. Instead, she wrapped her legs around my waist and hid her face in my neck as I walked down the stairs. Jaxon was sitting in the kitchen stuffing his face with some left over pasta bake Demi made earlier.

"About time you slow pokes come down," Jaxon said with his mouth full.

Demi laughed and went over to him giving a couple of pats on the back before bending down and picking up Roman.

"You're so cute, I just wanna dress you up and show you off," she cooed to the dog.

"You ain't making our dog gay, Demi. He's gonna wear a spiked collar and bite people." Justin suggested.

"Yes! We gotta train him how to attack people!" Jaxon added.

Demi just snorted at us. "Guys! Guys! No, he's going to be kind and not like you meanies. Leave my baby alone," she pouted her bottom lip.

"You're all about peace, love and all that junk. Man the fuck up. You're too soft!" I spat out while lighting up a blunt.

"Shut your mouth, Justin. I'm a lady so I'm not gonna 'man' up, and stop smoking, it's so disgusting," Demi said, feeling hurt. "I'm taking Roman with us. I'll wait by the car." Loud footsteps and the tiny pitter patter of Roman's little feet following, slamming the door as she went.