These Broken Down Walls (Zemi)

Chapter 16

Zayn's POV

I am sitting here, Demi's head laying on my chest, and she is slowly but surely beginning to restore the hope I never had.

"Can we do that again?" I ask timidly.

"Do what?" She jokes around.

"Demi." I say and flip her towards me. I need to be in control this time.

She straddles my waist, surprising me with a passionate kiss.

She was trying to be in control again.

I slowly ease her back onto the sofa. Trapping her down with my hands on

both sides.

She pulls away breathless, not sure of what just happened.

"Didn't think I could do that? Could ya?" I smirk.

"I-" I cut her off, putting my lips onto hers in a swift movement.

I lay down, her head on my chest, staring at the dull ceiling.

"Zayn?"

"Yea?"

"What is this?"

"Anything you want it to be." I turn towards her, and support my weight with my elbow.

I see her blushing and I know I need to ask.

I clear my throat.

"Demi, will you be my girlfriend?" I say in a low whisper.

"Does it look like I have a choice?" She chuckles and connect her lips with mine.

"Yes" she smiles.

"Now we have a week" I huff.

"Faith" she simply says and I love her attitude, along with everything about her.

Demi's POV

I wake up smelling a familiar scent.

Zayn.

Oh.

He is right beside me, and we are still on this extremely uncomfortable couch. Ouch.

I stroke the stubble on his chin, knowing how much he loves sleep.

"Zayn" I whisper.

He stirs, but doesn't wake up.

I place a swift kiss on his cheek and his eyes fly open like something shocked him.

"Goodmorning" he says with a smile.

Oh my god... stay calm Demi.

"Goodmorning" I say, my eyes barely open still.

"Are you doing anything today?" He asks with a neutral tone.

I twirl my hair, realizing I am still in my clothes.

"Uh, studio I think, but you can come" I say with a smile.

"Great" he says.

"I better go get ready at the hotel, be back in 30 minutes?" He questions.

"Okay, bye" I give him a quick peck and he swiftly picks his feet off of the bed.

I pad over to the kitchen and make some coffee.

While that is getting ready, I pick out some random jeans and a band tee.

I hope in the shower, shave my legs, the usual.

I get out and brush my teeth.

My hair can stay up today, it is way to much of a hassle.

I am standing in the bathroom about to do my makeup, when I hear the door open.

"IN HERE" I yell.

I hear footsteps, and I am scared for a second, but to find out it's only Zayn.

"Hey" I smile.

"Wow." He smiles.

"What? I am not even trying today" I say annoyed slightly.

"You're still pretty gorgeous" he says wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

Butterflies creeping into my stomach.

"Zayn we need to be there in like 20 minutes, I gotta finish"

"Okay, but let me watch" he smirks.

"Okay. Your wish is my command" I smirk back.

He sits down on the bed, watching me intently as I cover up with some concealer, light eye shadow, and a little mascara.

"All done" I smile and walk out of the bathroom.

"Why don't you just do that for X Factor?" He asks. I guess he really was watching me.

"Because they do my makeup, and it's extremely annoying"

"I bet"

"Ready?" I ask slipping on my shoes. Flats to be exact.

"Yup"

"You know we have to be careful." He says.

"Yea" I simply reply.

"How are the boys?"

He tenses before answering.

"They're okay" he says.

He is hiding something about them.