Zayn's POV
Demi is sitting next to me, so concentrated on singing.
Her big note at the end of Heart Attack is coming up and I can't wait for the boys to hear it.
I nod over signaling 'watch this'
~ I think I'd have a HEART ATAAAAAAAAAAAAACK~
She sings and Louis and Liam jump up.
"Whaaaaaaat? Holy shit Demi" Louis says as she finishes the song.
"I never knew you had it in you" Liam smiles.
She is heavily blushing while I put my arms around her kissing her temple.
Her skin is exceptionally smooth. Wow.
"Yup..." She says still with a big red tint on her cheeks.
"That was SOOOOO amazing" Louis is still gushing about it.
"Were fans now too" they both say in unison.
Harry's POV
Wow. They are really dating and don't even bother telling Niall and I.
I can't do this. Zayn gets her? It should be ME.
My anger is getting the best of me as I slam my face into the pillow.
I groan at a knock at the door.
I slump to the door, turning the cold doorknob to find...
Zayn.
"Hey, can I talk to you for a sec?" he asks.
I lower my shoulders signaling him to come in.
He sits on the white bed, looking at me.
"Look. I honestly don't know what your problem is," he starts. He is sounding was more mad than at the door. "But the least you can do is respect Demi & I's relationship. Just be nice to her. I don't care if you give me a bunch of crap, but do NOT, I mean do NOT, let one smart comment bark out of your mouth at her. It will not be pretty"
Woah. What the fuck?
"Whatever man" I say trying to play it cool.
"I'm being serious, Harry. I'm not playing a game like-" he stops.
"Like what?" I say trying to intimidate him.
"Forget it" he says and storms off.
I run out the door to catch up to him.
"Like what? LIKE ME WHO IS MR 'DIFFERENT CITY, DIFFERENT GIRL'? YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK YOU!" I yell and he storms off out of the entire hotel suite.
Demi's POV
I watch, my eyes filled with fear as Harry is yelling at Zayn.
Zayn quickly runs out of the door. Slamming it behind him, so loud the everyone in the biggest hotel in LA could probably hear him.
"I better go" I say looking at Louis and Liam.
"Thanks for having me" I say.
"No problem, go calm him down. You're the only one who can." Louis says.
"Really?" I ask. I am quite suprised.
"Yes, now go" he responds and I grab my purse to head out the hotel suite.
When I reach the elevator, I dig though my epically large purse for my phone.
I scroll to Zayn and press call.
Come on, pick up Zayn. Pick up.
No luck.
I pad out of the elevator in a rush. Please don't let paps be out there.
My wish is granted when I see no old men.
I frantically look all directions, with a glimpse of hope that he could be here somewhere.
I faintly see him in the distance.
Sitting at a bench.
Sunglasses, a green and quarter sleeved shirt, and jeans.
His hands are in his palms, facing the ground.
"Zayn" my words are rushed and barely understandable.
He just shrugs his shoulders and I lightly rub my hands on his back.
"Zayn" I repeat myself, just more subtle.
He looks up, his eyes bloodshot red.
I have never ever seen him this vulnerable.
My thoughts are sharply cut off when he speaks.
"You don't get it... I have to spend every waking minute with these guys, and two of them hate my guts"
I think for a second.
"Well Zayn, I care for you... and I will make sure you are happy, even if that means not being in your life" I let it out.
He frantically turns towards be, cupping his delicate hands on my jaw line.
"No." he says quite sternly.
"I will never, I mean never ever let Niall, Harry or anyone for that matter tear us apart. I will have to suck it up to Harry and Niall's ignorance, but it will be so so worth it when I get to come home to you, okay? Never forget that."
wow. I am at a loss for words.
"That means, so much more than you think-"
I am cut off by bright lights.
Shit.
Zayn and I quickly pull up our hoods amd dart out of the rather petite park.
We find a secrete hiding spot in some makeshift ally in downtown LA.
Zayn's POV
"That was a close one" I whisper nearly out of breathe.
"Now back to before..." I trail off smoothley connecting my lips. She moves her hips, as I roughly push her against the marrom brick wall behind us.
Harry's POV
She is mine.
I cant bear to go on tour with him, knowing he has her.
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(A/N) The next chapter will give you more clues about Harry ;)
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These Broken Down Walls (Zemi)
FanficDemi Lovato. Zayn Malik. They both have musical careers and they are both trying to get over ex lovers. What could stand in their way of actually being together? More than you would expect. *****BOOK COVER CREDIT TO @olaywahle GO CHECK HER OUT...
