These Broken Down Walls (Zemi)

Chapter 3

Demi's POV 

Okay well this night could not get anymore awkward, seriously. Zayn is so shy, so he is actually just like the media sees him, he just doesn't want to believe. I believe the Kardashians are on. 

Haha, they always give me a good laugh, great friends too. 

"Do you watch this show a lot?" I ask Zayn. 

"No, not really. Ha," He says trying to be a little brighter. I admire him for trying atleast. 

"Oh, I am really good friends with them" I say with a smile and pull my knees up to my chin, still sitting on the couch with him. The tension is decreasing, slowly, but surely. 

"Thats cool, I guess" he says. I can tell how he is really shy to talk to me. It's pretty obvious that his cheeks flush, but it's pretty adorable.

I honestly have no clue what to talk about, and we are just sitting there intently watching as the Kardashains bicker through the bright TV screen.

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 Zayn's POV

I don't know if she is feeling this too, but I feel extremely awkward. I shouldn't have brought her anyway. I knew that I wouldn't be able to get over Perrie, and she isn't exactly making it better. She is so nice, but it's just. 

Deep in my thoughts, I am quickly snapped out of it when I hear the front door open. Oh yeah. The other boys. 

I get up to go greet them and get a drink. 

"Want something to drink love" I ask her. I didn't mean for that 'love' to slip out. My cheeks are probably as red as an apple right now. 

"Haha, yea sure. I'll just take a water" she says and I nod walking over to the boys.

"Hey guys" I say to them as the stumble in the door. 

"Demi, I see" Harry says with a smirk on his face. 

"Wipe that smirk of your face, she was just being nice and lending me some company" I fire back at him. 

I guess I could blame all this anger on the breakup. I never was this angry, and I don't know why I am all the sudden. 

The boys walk over to the couch and greet Demi while I pour her a glass of water. 

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Demi's POV

Zayn gets up to get me a glass of water and over comes Harry, Niall, Liam, and Louis. 

"Hey Demi" they all say in unison. 

"Uh.. hey. Yall aren't tired?" I ask because I sure am. This whole night has been exausting, but I can't imagine what it is like for Zayn right now. 

I want to help him, but I can't get to close to him. It wouldn't be good for me, considering Wilmer, and his post break up stress. 

I am thinking of all these things when Harry gets pushed into me by Niall. 

It's seriously like middle school. You say you like a girl, and your friend pushed you into her. Pathetic. 

I didn't wanna show my anger, so I just kindly got up and walked over to the kitchen to see why Zayn was taking so long. 

"Hey." I say as softly as I can. 

He looks away from his gaze outside the hotel room. Los Angelos was actually really pretty at night, to be honest. 

"Hey." He says just as soft. 

"Wanna talk about it?" I say because I know something is wrong. I have been through so much, and I just know. 

"Nah, I think I've told you enough of my problems tonight. I shouldn't put that on you."

"Oh no, don't feel bad about it. I know what it's like, trust me. I always declined help to express my feelings, and it didn't turn out good."

"okaaay." He says with an unsure tone in his voice. 

I stay quiet, and I only hear the faint sound of the boys play wrestling in the other room.

"Just, Perrie. I can't seem to stop thinking about her. Everything, and it's already been a whole month. Every interview they ask me, and all the memories come flooding back" He says all in one breathe. 

"Have you ever tried telling management to ask the interviews to not mention it? They won't if you tell them" I say trying my best to help poor Zayn out.

"Yea, I've never thought of that. Thanks." He says with a genuine smile.

"Anything. I know how it is." I say rubbing his back. 

We both walk back into the living room and sit on the couch. 

And... back to this awkward state. 

Harry and Niall are on the couch across from us giggling at whatever is on TV.

Louis and Liam are on their phones, and then it's just me and Zayn. 

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I was hoping I could go home soon...