These Broken Down Walls (Zemi)

Chapter 7

Zayn's POV

"Yes..." I say looking down. I must admit I am somewhat emabarrased. I shouldn't be?

"ha, why man?" Harry asks me with a rude tone to his voice.

"Because maybe I want to be friends with her?" I ask with an obvious tone to my voice. 

"Whatever mate, just don't let Niall find out" he whispers and heads out. 

"Wait, why? What the fuck does Niall have to do with this?" I ask. I really am unsure. 

"Um... he's fancied her for the longest time. You know that" he says like it's nothing. 

"Uh yea a freakin celebrity crush. He wouldn't actually like her." I say and Harry huffs. 

I walk back out with Harry, all the boys looking curious. 

I give them a glare signalling they should stop. 

-

Demi's POV

Zayn just left and I have the rest of the night to do nothing. Great. 

I'll call Selena, I haven't talked to her since the VMAs.

"Hey babe" I say into the speaker of my iPhone. 

"hey!! we haven't talked since the VMAs like 1 week ago."

"It's already been a week?" I ask suprised. I really hasn't felt like a week at all. 

"Yea girl, where have you been" she chuckles into the phone. 

"Oh... haha time flies." I say in an unsure tone. 

"Sure does" she says.

"So how are you and the Biebs?" I ask while walking to the kitchen. I need to eat some dinner, not feeling like it, but I have too. 

"Good" I can just see her smiling on the other end. 

"How are things with Wilmer" she asks catching me off gaurd. 

"Selena, you know what happened" I say not wanting to talk about it. 

"Ohhhh yea. Have you talked to any other boys since?" she asks. 

"U-uh.. no" I say trying to play it off. Zayn is just a supportive friend. 

"ha funny joke Dems. Who is it?" she asks. Dang it. 

"It"s nobody really." I chuckle into the phone. 

"I will come over there. Tell me" she says with a playful tone to her voice. 

"Fine..." 

"and? do I know him?" she asks. 

"Uh no, but you were hanging out with his band mate at the after party" I say with a smirk on my pale face. 

"Niall?" 

"Nope."

"Louis?"

"Nope"

"Liam?" 

"Nope"

"Oh my gosh..." she says, the words slowly slipping out of her mouth. 

"It"s Zayn" she says. I stay quiet and wait for her to react. 

"DEMIII!!!! How could you not tell me?" she says. 

"We've only hung out twice, plus he just broke up with his ex girlfriend, and he is pretty busy with his band" I say, the words feeling painful when I actually say them out loud. 

"Bad boy, huh" she says.

"What?" I ask her. I am truly confused. 

"Magazine always call him the "bad boy". I do my research Demi" she says. 

"well I'm pretty sure he's not" I say defending him. 

"Hmf, okay well I gotta go. Talk to you later. Love ya" Selena says and ends the call. 

I let out a big sigh and collapse on the bed. A bad boy? He wasn't that, was he? He was really sweet and caring. 

I still haven't eaten anything and my stomach is turning. I get up and make some mac & cheese. I sit down at the small, but reasonable sized table in the suite. 

I take out my phone and decide to text Zayn. 

*Hey, you up?*

I really hope I didn't wake him, I just couldn't keep my damn fingers away from texting him. 

*Yea, is something wrong?*

I smile at the text even though I should be anwsering him. I just love his caring nature. It's contagious. 

*Yea, all good. Just bored. Hah. I'll let you go, since you have a big day tomorrow*

I hit send and tread back to the bathroom to change. I get some sweats and a sweatshirt and cuddle in my blankets. It's September and the leaves are changing. It's breathetaking. 

I see my phone light up. 

*it's all good anyway, I can't sleep anyway*

*Awh :(*

It's only 10 PM actually. 

I set my phone down on the night stand and flip through the channels. There is literally nothing on TV so I just put the music channel on. 

I get another text. I jump a little everytime, always hoping it's Zayn. 

*Can I call you? It's okay if you don't want to me.*

I feel like he hesitated to send that text. I can practically see his cheeks flushing at this very moment waiting for my reply. 

*Sure :)*

Not even 10 seconds later I have an incoming call. 

"Hey" I say. 

"Hello" he says. His cute little British accent will never get old. I can practically feel how embarresed he is. 

"You don't have to be embarresed" I say. 

"What? I'm not embarrased" he says defending himself. 

"okay, Malik. whatever you say" I say into the speaker and smile and the ground.

"Anyways, what are yall singing on The Voice tomorrow?" I ask trying to make small talk. 

"Uh, I believe it's Kiss You" as soon as he realizes the song title he freezes. 

"Haha, nice" I say with chuckle behind my words. 

We keep up the small talk until I hear him yawn. I don't say anything. Then I hear Harry"s voice in the background. 

"Is that Demi?" he asks trying to whisper but I still hear him. 

Zayn doesn"t say anything so I guess he nodded. 

"Get some Zaynie" Harry says and Zayn obviously trying to cover the phone. 

"oh my gosh, sorry about that" he says. 

"Oh no, it's fine" I say feeling my eyes getting heavy.

"Zayn?" I ask and he doesn't anwser but I hear light snoring. 

I smile and hang up the phone. I text him so he can wake up to it in the morning. 

*YOU FELL ASLEEP ON ME!! Haha, jk. Have a good night :)* I text him even though he won't read it until the morning. 

I put my head back onto the pillow and slowly fall alseep.