Demi's POV
I struggle to open my eyes, only to see Zayn lightly snorting next to me.
Oh.
I stroke my hand over his forehead.
"Wake up" I whisper into his ear.
"Demi?" He calls my name like he has had a horrendous nightmare or something.
"I'm here" I wrap my arms around him tightly and nuzzle my head into the crook of his chest.
"Good" he replys and I smile.
He lifts his head a looks at me worryingly.
"It's Thursday"
"And?"
"We leave Monday" he pouts.
"You know Zayn isn't this crazy? The fact that I met you a little over a month ago, and now I'm dreading the fact that you're leaving for a while" I say and glance up at him.
"Yea it is" Is all he can say in reply.
"ATLeast we don't have to do anything until we leave" he says trying to lighten my mood.
"I know. But I have to do Jay Leno tonight" I say brining the mood back down.
I sit up and check the clock, 9:30 AM.
"But I'm gonna go with you, so be happy" he pulls me back down to his chest.
Wilmer never did things like this. Shit. I really need to stop thinking of him.
"Yes but I still need to get ready silly" I say and try to get up, but his grip is just too tight.
I huff and give up.
"10 minutes" he whispers and towers over me connecting our lips like two pieces.
I start giggling in the middle when he touches my sides. It's some quirk of mine for some reason.
"You're cute" he smiles and I blush.
"Weeeeellll I try" I remark.
He gives me a quick peck on the lips, then again, and again, faster each time.
"Stooppp" I giggle.
"Go get dressed, gosh Demi" he try's to reply.
"Well I wonder who was keeping me" I say and go find some clothes to wear.
I think, a black leather jacket, green shirt, and black pants will do. Combats boots as shoes.
I had taken a shower last night, so I don't necisarrily need to right now.
I slip on all my clothes and straighten my hair. Makeup will be done at the studio.
"We still have until 3" I reply to a not yet dressed Zayn.
Harry's POV
I wake up to Liam shaking my shoulder.
"what? " I ask furiously.
"Get up. We need to get out of the hotel today." he says.
I just mumble and get up.
"where is Zayn?" I ask him as he is about to leave the cold room.
"Demi's" he replies.
"of fucking course" I mumble.
"What's your problem?" he asks clearly getting annoyed now.
"nothing. Leave me the Fuck alone." I blurt out.
"No, tell me. What is your problem with them being happy? Just because you don't take the time to get to know a girl, doesn't mean we should feel bad for you nor should you give Zayn shit for it" he yells and runs out of the room.
That is the second person who has said that.
Was I really that bad?
Demi should be waking up next to me.
She belongs with me, and I don't have an explanation yet for why.
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(A/N) sorry this is so short, but Christmas and stuff yanno! Well I decided to write another fanfic. It has Demi & One Direction in it, and I will post the trailer on YouTube later tonight, and I will link it to the side once it's up! But other than that, I am also still going along with the story, and I'm not myself quite sure yet why Harry wants her, lol. It will be something good tho..... I hope. Haha. Well ily guys and I hope ya'll have a safe and happy Christmas or whatever you celebrate! :')
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These Broken Down Walls (Zemi)
FanfictionDemi 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...