These Broken Down Walls (Zemi)

Chapter 14

(A/N) Okay guys good news! I will be writing a lot of chapters today on my 14 hour car drive, and will all upload them once I get good connection! But here is one chapter before I leave! Love y'all :)

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Demi's POV

"H-h-Harry, what are you doing here?" Zayn asks with a.. a.. scared tone in his voice? I have no idea.

"Oh so you have been doing this ALL ALONG HUH?" Harry asked in an angered tone.

"What the, Harry, no this just happened. It's none of your damn business anyway, why the fuck do you care who I like?" Zayn lets out in one big breathe.

Harry has something agaisnt me, and I don't know what it is.

I sit there, speechless. What should I say?

"Come on, lets go" Zayn huffs while grabbing my hand.

I quickly jump up at his grip and walk out of the dressing room.

I have no clue where we are going, but I just go along with it.

We arrive outside of the building and he finally turns around.

He swings his hands to his head in... anger?

"Zayn..." I say softly trying to help him control himself from lashing out.

"Remember what I told you?" I say signalling him to sit down on the ground next to me.

"yea, but it still gets on my damn nerves" he says.

"Zayn..." I look down at him, giving him a dissapproving look.

"What?" he looks up at me, but he is so adorbale.

"We can't get through this, if you get worked up about it everytime" I say without thinking, it just slips out of my mouth.

"We?" he looks to his right, at me.

I automatically look down, embarrased. I press my lips into a straight line and think.

"Yea" I look up, recovered, and smile at him.

"Just promise me, if anything ever happens again with Niall, or Harry, you leave them alone before getting mad, and talk to me about it. Okay?" I say.

He nods, still looking down, his head inbetween his knees.

I put my hands on his frail back, trying to calm him down atleast, a little bit.

-

I take my hand off his back, in a swift movement, while we just sit there enjoying the silence.

"Demi?" he asks, his voice fragile.

"Yea?"

"How is this?" he asks.

"How is what?" I am confused.

"This." he waves his hand to me. "I've only known you for what? 3 weeks?, yet it feels like so much longer than that"

He looks over, and my heart melts at how thoughtful he is.

"Yea it does" I reply.

-

I am now in my hotel room, Zayn dropped me off, and honestly I don't even want to get on Twitter.

I still force myself too.

I open up to a bunch of directioners.

*ZAYN MY BOO WHAt hAPPENED?!?!? :'(*

*I SMELL ZEMI*

Hold up, we have never been out in public, and there is already a ship name?!?!?

Ugh.

*So first Dilmer, then Diall, now Zemi? Ha, what a whore*

What? How? What?

I automatically close the app my head falling into my lap.

I take a deep breathe before getting up to get my pajamas on, what is this?

How?

Zayn's POV

I dropped of Demi, regretting not hugging her.

I mean it's the least, I could do.

I get back to my hotel suite, dreading facing the boys.

I walk in and give Liam a nod, signalling him to come to my room.

-

"Hey mate" he says entering my room.

"Hey" I say sitting down on the bed, my head tilted towards my lap.

"Wha- what happend out there?" Liam asked, I could tell he was nervous to ask me.

Stay calm Zayn.

"Every song reminds me of her..." I say.

He doesn't respond, at first.

"Well have you talked to her?" Liam asks.

"Yea, actually. She really likes me too, but I just feel like this isn't going anywhere. Then, right in the middle Harry barges in, and starts yelling at me. I have no fucking idea what his problem is. I really don't"

Liam huffs and stands up.

"Well have you guys talked about trying to work it out, somehow?"

"No" I simply respond standing up.

"Well if you guys truly like each other, then you will find a way. Let this be a test, Zayn" he says and walks out of the room.

I let out my loudest possible scream and fall onto the bed. AGHHHHH.

Wait, Demi said to call her if I ever got aggravated. But what if she is sleeping?

I ignore the thought in my mind and press her number to be called.

"Hello?" She asks, her voice thick of sleep.

"Hey" I huff.

"What's going on?" She asks. I can just see her siting up.

"Remember... When you told me to call you if I ever got aggravated? Well now is one of those times"

"Okay, tell me what's going on"

"Well I talked to Liam, because he is the only one I trust, and well. I told him about this whole thing... this..... this.... us" he finally panted out.

"Zayn- I - I don-" no, she is going to say she doesn't want me.

"Save it." I snap.

"No Zayn, it's not like that. I would love to be more than friends with you, but our schedules, and everything with our exes... I just... I don't know" she says.

"See that's what Liam said. If we truly like each other, we could work this out. But... I guess that's not the case." I huff, tears at the brim of my eyes.

I blankly stare into the wall, waiting for her to reply.

"I-" I begin, but she cuts me off.

"No, Zayn. Wait. I- I think I need you." I freeze at her words.

"Please say it back" she pleads and I wish I could be there to hold her.

"I need you too Demi" I say, calm and relaxed.

"I will give this a try, but I am not doing this any further, if I sense anything off. I can't afford another breakup, I really can't right now." She says, her voice cracking.

"We can do this." I say through the speaker.

"I hope so" she says.

"I know so." I reply.