These Broken Down Walls (Zemi)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10! woo hoo! Well anyways, sorry I didn't update twice yesterday, I was super tired! :/

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Zayn's POV

I literally can't believe my eyes when I see Niall standing in the threshold of Demi's dressing room door. 

"What...... are yo doing here?" I say trying to keep my voice steady. 

He doesn't say anything, just looks at me again with that 'how could you face' 

"I came to talk to Demi, thank you very much" I could punch him, he is being so rude. 

I look over to Demi asking her silently for permission to send him away. She gives me a quick nod. 

"Well I'm here right now, so you need to get out" I say stepping towards him. Clear tension.

He looks me in the eyes like  he is gonna get revenge, then looks at Demi, but she looks away. 

He doesn't say anything else, and I hear his footsteps down the hall. 

"WHAT THE HELL ZAYN" she yells. Her angry tone catches me off gaurd. 

"What?" I ask. I can't get mad at Demi. Not now. 

"That." she says and waves her hands to the door. 

"He came here to see you, and I don't want that." I say. 

Her facial features soften and her smile goes smug. 

Demi's POV

"You're jelous" I say, a smirk plastered on my face. 

"What? No I'm not!" he says, clearly looking down from blushing. 

"Give it up, Zayn. Why else can't I talk to Niall" I say. 

He is still looking down, not saying anything. He is so jelous, yet we aren't anything more than pals. 

"Look, I gotta go film, but you stay here and we will talk when I get back." I say and he nods. 

I walk over to the judges holding room, I believe we are doing bootcamp today. 

Indeed we are. 

"5 minutes" one of the crew says. 

"So, whos lover boy?" Britney asks. 

"What? Ew, no. Friend" I say. 

"Yea, stay away" Simon throws in there. L.A is in his own little world. 

"Whatever, Simon" I say and Britney chuckles. 

The five minutes are now up, and we make our way to the table. 

After a few hours, we are finally done and I want to get this makeup off. Oh shit, Zayn. He probably left. 

I sprint back to my dressing room, he is still there, on his phone. ((A/N) Picture on the side.)

Smiles, and all. 

"Hey, sorry that took way longer than I thought" I say and quickly rush to my makeup table. 

"No it's fine. No harm" he says. 

I get my makeup wipes and start wiping my face off. It's so nasty. Once that is all done, I put some lotion on and go sit down next to Zayn, keeping space between us. 

"So you wanna tell me about earlier now?" I say with a smirk because I know he is going to admit it.

'Fine, I was jelous. There ya go, I said it." he says and I chuckle.