A Royal Love (A Zayn Malik FanFiction)

Chapter 2

Jewel's POV:

"Dad, do you know how long this would take?" I ask him.

"Probably 2 hours.." he muttered.

Mummy is going to teach me some lady etiquette and some stuff I didn't know.

Here we go!

I didn't know that learning can give your body a pain.

"Hey, Jew!" a voice said.

"Hey, Haz!"

"How was the lessons?", he asked.

"Killing. My feet ached in pain because I had sprain. My throat is about to burst because of too much memorizing the royal promise." I said as I huff.

I reach our room and heard a yell from the bed.

??????????????????

"Gail!!" I squealed.

"Jewie!" she screamed. Jewie is the stupid dumbfound nickname she gave me.

"Hey, Jewz!" a sound came from my closet.

It revealed them selves as Doniyha,Walihiya and Safaa!!

"Zaynie Boy!" my boys screamed.

Then as if on cue two bodies tackled me.

"HARRY! LOUIS! YOU TWO DICK HEADS!!" I screamed.

"Hey!Get off her!" Walihiya screamed.

I got off from the ground and threw 4 pillows at my boys. Idiots.

"Hey, are you Jewel?" a boy asked me as I dusted myself.

"Yeah." I answered. At first I didn't look at him. But when I look up his hazel eyes are irresistible.

" Oh, Prince Zayn of Bradford, England." he said, bowing.

"Princess Jewel of Loungbhurn, Scotland." I retuned, as I do 'the princess bow.'

"Princess? M'lady." he suddenly said. He bowed and it surprised me how a boy can act like a gentleman to a 17 year old princess.

But to my surprisement ( made up word) I stumble back. But since I am not wearing my shoes(I left them outside my room) I felt something squishy and..... slippery? What?!

Before I knew it I fell backwards but instead I hit my bedroom floor, I ALMOST hit my bedroom room floor. What in the name of fudge cake is going here?! Of course I didn't open my eyes. Until.....

"Uhhh..... Princess Jewel? You can open your eyes."someone in an a British accent.

I open my eyes slowly and saw a gentleman figure holding my gloved. Well, I didn't remove the slippery glove so it slid down my hand and I nearly topple over the glove that drop from Prince Zayn's hands. But someone caught me in a bridal style. My eyes are open this time! And one once again I saw Prince Zayn. I stood up, but Prince Zayn didn't remove his arms around my waist.

"Um.... bro..... you can let go of her waist now." Louis said, smirking.

He was smirking?!?! He set this up on purpose!!!!!

"Why you little..." before I could finish my cursing sentence, an index finger was placed on my lips.

"Dick Jerk." Prince Zayn said...as if he was reading my mind.

"How did you-" before I could finish my sentence he cut me off.

"Same minds." he muttered.

"So Prince Zayn..." I started.

"Please call me Zayn."

""Call me Jewel then."

" Call her Jewie, she'll pounce from that bed." Gail butted.

"So Jewie...." Zayn piped up.

I tackle him down and he went below on my other side of my bed. He suddenly pipped his head on the other side, where I was sitting.

"Fudge! You cared me!" I yell.

" Princes and princesses dinners ready." our maid in charge, Layla said.

As soon as she saw me and Zayn holding hands, she tensed.

2 questions: Why did she tensed?

Am I holding Zayn's hand??