These Broken Down Walls (Zemi)

Chapter 11

Demi's POV

I don't think any guy has ever done what Zayn just did.

It was such a sweet gesture, my heart just melted.

My face is still buried into his chest when I decided to lift my head up.

He looks down with a smile and I swear he let go a tear.

"What's it like?" He asks and I frown.

"I mean like I never really understood the whole cutting thing." He says. I see that he is not trying to be rude.

"It's like... It's like, you do it to get rid of your pain, temporarily. It's hypocritical. You are hurting yourself, to numb the emotional pain. You are hurting yourself either way, but people would much rather feel the physical pain, rather than the pain" I finish and he is looking down at my wrists again.

"What?" I ask confused.

"Nothing, I just can't grasp the fact that you did that. Not in a bad way, I feel really bad." He said with a frown.

"Don't worry, it's over now" I look up with him and smile.

"But you said you have done things since you go out."

"Yea, but that's a part of recovery" I say confidently.

"Oh" he says with a blank stare.

I like him like this. He is not worrying about Harry, or Niall. I wish I could stay here like this, but I know it don't going to last long.

Zayn's phones beeps and he checks it.

"It's Harry. He says I need to get back I the hotel" he says with a sigh.

"Hey, don't stress it" I say trying to reassure him.

He nods. He pulls me into a hug, staying there for a while.

"I'll see you later Demi" he says faking a smile.

"Bye" I say and close the door.

Zayn's POV

I make my way back to our hotel and I can't stop thinking about Demi.

How could someone so beautiful do that to herself?

I need to make it my mission to show her, she is just that.

My thought are interrupted when Harry rips open the door.

"Hey" I grunt.

"Mate" Harry says putting his hand on my back.

What is he doing?

"Yes?"

"Niall and I have to talk to you"

Oh gosh.

We get to their room, I just want the ground to swallow me up.

"Yes?" I ask.

"It's Demi" Harry says.

I feel the blood rushing through my veins.

"What about her?"

I can't bear to hear rude remarks about her after hearing all her secrets.

"Are you guys talking?" Harry asks.

"No, what the fuck Harry? She's my friend. I'm sick of y'all making jokes about it. She's a normal celeb, probably even better than your ass. I don't give a fuck if you think she's wierd and I don't give a shit if Niall had a stupid boy crush on her. She's just MY FRIEND" I practically yell and storm out the room.

I need to talk to Liam. He always understands me.

"Liam?" I ask walking into his room.

"Yea?" He says looking up from the TV.

"Are you in this too?"

"No, what?" He asks.

I walk over and sit next to him.

"The whole thing with making fun of Demi" I say.

"What?" He asks obviously confused.

"Harry and Niall. Harry keeps making fun of me & her for me hanging out with her and Niall is pissed because of his little childhood crush on her." I say in one big breathe.

"Woah woah woah, why should they have a say in who is your friend and who isn't?" He says sitting up, engaging in the conversation.

"I have no idea. She told me stuff tonight that was really personal, and then Harry has the nerve to make fun of her. He doesn't know her, and I have the urge to punch him and Niall" I say tears on the brim of my eyes.

Liam's POV

Zayn finishes his sentence and has tears streaming down his cheeks.

I can't help but feel bad. He really acres about Demi and Harry and Niall are just brining him down.

I need to have a serious talk with both of them, as well as Demi.

Zayn has never been this involved in a friendship. Something is different about this girl, and I have only briefly you met her.

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Sorry if it was kinda short! It's like 1:30 AM and I have school tomorrow! Ugh! But I only have 3 more days until Christmas Break! :)

I also typed this on my phone, so I have to go edit it tomorrow.

Thanks to everyone who reads, votes, and comments! It means a lot :)