These Broken Down Walls (Zemi)

Chapter 23

Zayn's POV

We spend the next few hours watching movies, while I do my best to calm Demi down.

She doesn't deserve any of this. It's all me, and my stupid ass bandmates, well most of them.

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I can't go there tommorow. Seeing Demi laying on my chest, her eyes showing her exaustion, she is wincing everytime she stands up.

She was having a dark dip, and I was leaving in the midst of it.

I can't do that, I don't care about any show, or money.

Her health matters the most to me, and I need to be there.

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"Hello" I speak firmly into the phone.

"Tell management I won't be around for atleast another week" I say to Liam scared of his reaction.

"WHAT?? What the heck Zayn? It is our first week" he basically screams into the phone.

"Liam it's not that easy. Demi's health is on the line here" I speak trying to convince him.

"What? What happened to her?" he asks worry hitting his voice.

"Nothing, she is fine. I am saying mental health. She relapsed after almost a year because of all this shit, Liam. It is all my fault. She is in a really dark place right now, and I can't leave her. I just can't"

"Fine, I will tell management. This time only, Zayn." Liam says and a huge weight is lifted off my shoulders.

"Thanks" is all I say and hang up the phone.

I pad back quickly to Demi, scooping her up so I can lay back down.

"Who was that?" she mumbles her voice sleepy, and it's so f*cking cute.

"Guess what? You have me for another week" I grin at her.

"What? What about the tour?" she asks sitting up.

"All taken care of, I need to be here for you Demi. I don't care about a stupid tour, I care about you" I say lifting her chin up with my bare finger.

She hesitantly nods looking down.

"Look at me" I say tilting her head up a little more.

"I love you" I smile, and she really smiles.

It literally warms my heart.

"I love you too" she says and it feel so good to just hear the words coming out of her mouth.

"Come here" I say and she jumps up onto my lap as I pull her head towards mine, connecting our lips.

Her toungue slides into my mouth, and it is the first time we have done this.

It feels so foreign, yet sensational.

Her hands slide to my back and goosebumps appear on my skin.

How lucky am I to call this girl mine again?

She smiles, breaking the kiss, knowing exactly what just happened.

She is out of breathe, and so am I.

"I-" I stutter but can't seem to get any words out.

She silences me, by kissing me once again, her fingertips trailing down my muscles.

Demi's POV

Zayn was actually letting himself go, and I was suprised.

He seemed like that chill boyfriend that didn't do much, but boy was I wrong.

"Zayn" I breathe out, just as he finished exploring my entire backside with his hands.

He just smiles keeping his lips pressed against mine.

I don't wanna say anything about this, or he might get embarrased.

His hands grip my bum, and it actually feels good to say none the least.

"Zayn" I breathe out stopping him.

"This seems to good to be true" I say.

"Well believe it." and with that I am layed onto the sofa, our kiss intensifying.

"Won't" I say in between kisses.

"management be mad?" I finally ask.

"Demi" Zayn breathes, his fingertips trailing down my neck.

This is a different side to us.

"It's taken care of, relax"

Liam's POV

"Zayn is not going to be here this week, he has to take care of someone. And that is final" I say to management and hang up the phone.

They are so unbelievable.

We were now on our way to New York,for the first show.

"Um, Zayn?" I hear Harry ask from behind me.

"Won't be here for another week" I snap.

"What? What the f*ck could be so important?" he curses and I scold him.

"Someone you obviously don't give a sh*t about, leave it alone Harry" I say keeping calm.

All the other boys heard our conversation, but showed no emotion.

Demi's POV

"Relax" Zayn seductively whispers into my ear and I shiver.

I know how he wants to get me to relax, but not tonight.

I am still not used to this side of him.

"Z-Zayn" I whisper as his hands trail over my stomach.

"Please. My hips hurt" I say and he freezes.

He automatically sits up, and blushes realizing what he was trying to do.

"No. It's okay."

"Tomorrow" I whisper sending a shiver down his spine.

Now that I think about it, Zayn and I haven't done anything other than kiss.

I mean, I'm still a virgin, and Wilmer and I never did anything other than kiss.

"I'm terribly new at this" I pout into his ear.
His breathe steadys now.

"Can you just get something warm for my hips and wrists?" I ask slightly embarrassed.

"Of course" he plants a kiss onto my lips and heads to the kitchen.

He comes back seconds laterwith two warm bottles of hot liquid. I actually don't know where he found them.

Without warning his fingers grip the buttons of my jeans, sliding them off.

He was very cautious, and I felt extremely vulnerable.

I nodded at him.

He saw my hips and thighs and I swear I could see tears.

"Why?" he manages to say, his voice extremely soft.

"It's okay" I nod and he lays the warm liquid on my hips.

I wince at the pressure while he uses his hands to rub over the scars on my thighs.
I let out a sigh as I have bags of hot liquid laying over my hips and wrists.

Why did I do this to myself?

My thoughts are interrupted by Zayn slowly kissing every scar on my lower body, just like he did with my wrists.

I smile at his sweet gesture, although he can't see me.

His head comes into sync with mine, "I love you" he says by passionately taking my lips in his.

"Is it feeling a little better?" he asks examining my sliced wrists.

"Yes" I lie putting on a smile.

"No its not" he says like he knows.

I am still amazed at how he knows when I'm lying.

"Demi, I know when you're lying" he whispers.

I nod looking into his eyes.

He presses his lips on my forehead and I squeeze my eyes closed.

"I'm glad I have you" I say.

"No, I am glad I have you" he says.

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I wake up in an uncomfortable position and softly wake Zayn up.

I see him smile as I sit up.

"Demi?" he asks and his voice is so raspy.
"Can we just spend this week getting to know each other? No going out, just you and me?" he asks.

"I'd love that" I smile down at him.

"How is it?" he asks about my hips.

"It's okay" I wince getting up from the couch.

"I say we sleep in the oversized bed tonight?" Zayn asks.

"Haha yea" I try to laugh it off.

We aren't going to go anywhere, so I quickly put on some sweats.

I put on a cowboys sweatshirt and tie ny hair up in a perfect bun.

I walk back out to the kitchen and get ready to make coffee.

I am startled as a shirtless Zayn pads into the kitchen.

He was hot.

I am interupted when I hear him speak.

"You look really pretty" he smiles taking in my figure.

"Thanks" I hesitate.

"I mean it" he wraps his big hands around my waist sending butterflies to my stomach.

I tense at his movement.

"I love this Demi the best" he smiles into the crook of my neck.

I can't focus on making coffee.

I smile turning around.

Zayn lifts me onto the counter as I wrap my legs around him.

I fist his hair with my hands and kiss him.

He moans into the kiss and I am taken back by his sound.

I loved this Zayn.

He ends up smiling.

"I need to call my mom, will you be fine?" he asks picking up his iPhone.

"Yea, go ahead" I smile.

Zayn's POV

"Zayn! I heard you aren't with the boys, what happened?" she asks before I get thr chance to say hello.

"I need to take care of my girlfriend" I say not realizing what I had just said.

"What? Who?" she asks and I know she won't judge me.

"Demi, Demi Lovato" I say.

"Never heard of her, but I bet she is a sweet girl" my mom says and I smile at her understandment.

"I care about her a lot. She has had a rough past, and sometimes it comes back. Well she is in a dark patch, and I can't leave her." I say.

"It's understandable" she says.

I kick the rocks outside on the balcony.

"Well I gotta go" I say.

"Okay, I hope I can meet her soon. You deserve to be happy, Zayn" she says and I nod.

"Thanks mom" I smile at the ground.

We exchange goodbyes and I walk back inside.

Demi is sitting inside with a bowl of cereal in front of her, and one set up for me.

I sit down, "thanks" I smile.

I see her struggling every time she swallows and I know exactly.

I take her hand and peer into her eyes, "It's okay. Eat" I say and she hesitantly nods.

We finish eating and she automatically heads to the bathroom.

I grab her by her waist spinning her around.

"No" I say firmly.

"Bu- but I have to use the restroom" she says looking up at me.

"No you don't" I say and she sighs.

Her face is now buried into my chest.

"It's just so hard." she vocalizes and backs away.

"Look at me" she gestures her hands down her body.

I grab her hand.

Demi's POV

"Stop Demi STOP" Zayn's voice raises and I back away quickly.

"Sorry" his voice automatically softens.

"It just hurts me, so much seeing you like this AGHHHHH" he screams his hands flying to his head.

"ZAYN" I run after him into the living room.

"Stop. Stop doing that to yourself. You are here with me and that's all that matters."

I say taking his face into my hands.

Before he can respond I press my lips to his, taking him back.

"Please" I whisper.

"Okay. I'm sorry for that" he sits down on the sofa.

"It's fine" I say snuggling up to watch TV.

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The whole day flies by and its is nearing dinner time.

"Microwave meals?" Zayn asks standing up.

"Sure"

"I will go make them" he says.

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We finish our microwave chicken parmesan soon, and I walk to the bedroom.

I slip my sweatshirt off to put on a tank top. I keep my sweats on and hop into bed.

"ZAYN" I yell through the hotel suite.

"Right here babe" he says and my cheeks flush.

He walks in only in boxers and I gasp.

He doesn't react as I feel the mattress sink beside me.

He scoops over to me and I tense.

"Relax" I feel his fingertips on the skin of my arms and a shiver runs through me.

"You really need to" he whispers and with that he bites down onto my neck.

I let out a moan, not knowing what had just happened.

"Found it" he says.

"Found what?" I ask confused.

"This" he says and kisses down on my neck again.

I let out another moan, and I feel him smiling.

What is he doing?

I feel his hand slip under my tank top and I gasp.

"Shh" he purrs seductively.

I feel my bra being unclasped and my eyes go wide.

I feel so exposed.

I feel his hands grab my breasts and it feels so foreign, yet amazing.

"Relax" he repeats and I let out a big sigh

He bends down slowly taking my shirt off so my upper body is completely exposed.

He starts kissing my neck and slowly works down.

"P-please" I say and I have no idea where that came from.

"Eager? " he grins.

"I've never done this before" I blurt out sitting up.

"Shh" he pushes me back down continuing his kisses on my stomach.

I close my eyes enjoying the sensation.

His fingers near the waistband of my sweat pants and I have a huge adrenaline rush.

He sits up, slipping my sweats off and my hands are trembling.

He keeps my hand down and looks me into the eyes.

I nod looking down.

He lays down beside me, his hands running over my fragile thighs.

I take a deep breathe as he kisses my neck.

"Tell me if it's uncomfortable, okay?" he asks and I nod.

He is so cautious, and it makes me feel safe.

"I love you" he moans into my neck while slipping his fingers into my panties.

I gasp at the unfamiliar feeling.

He just rests his hand there while occupying my mind with his lips.

He slips his hands further reaching my clit.

"Responsive" he growls while rubbing circles.

I let out a moan that I was holding in from the sensation.

Zayn's POV
"That's right" I pur.

I slip in one finger hoping bring her closer, as I saw no hope.

"Shit you're tight" I curse.

I pull forward hoping to hit her spot.

She lets out a loud gasp as I quicken my pace.

I know she is experienced in a lot of things, but not this.

"Z-Zayn" she moans and I feel myself getting hard. Shit.

I continue my motions as her breathing quicken.

But... I need to make this pleasurable.

I pull my hand out and she lets out a wine.

"Not so fast" I whisper as I kiss her entire stomach.

I lower to her thighs and spread them with my hands, pulling down her panties.

"Z-Zayn" she breathes and I internally smile at the fact that she wants me.

"Please" she moans trying to push my head to her area.

I chuckle before putting my tongue inside her, curling up to her spot.

I feel her getting tighter and I know she is about to.

I pull back once more and she gives me a glare.

"Babe" she moans out.

"You want it?" I ask seductively.

"Mhm" she breathes and I am surprised how good she is doing for her first time.

I come up and lay down next to her, giving her a smirk.

Her hands move down to her area.

I grab her before she can reach her aching core.

"Not so fast" I whisper.

"Patience" I whisper trailing my fingers over her stomach.

"Fuck Zayn" she yelps and I'm immediately turned on by her curse words.

I move my hand back into her, hitting her spot.

"Let go now babe" I pur into her ear and she screams.

I feel her tighten as she slowly recovers, her breathe rapid.

I slowly pull my hand away, giving her a kiss.

"The teasing was worth it, wasn't it?" I smirk.

She blushes realizing what just happened.

"How was your first orgasm?" I ask.

She scolds me, "Zayn!"

"How was it?" I repeat.

"Perfect" she purs before hopping up on my lap, I'm getting hard.

"Fuck Demi, make this go away" I thrust my head back.

Demi's POV

I lied earlier about Wilmer.

I have given him hand & blow jobs, but he never gave anything back.

That's why I was so inexperienced.

I trail my hands down Zayn's toned torso, pulling down his boxers revealing his huge member.

He groans in appreciation as I slowly rub him up and down.

"Fuck demi, how do you do that?" He asks and I blush.

"Agh" he yelps and I dip down, taking him into my mouth.

"Fuuuuuck" he screams and I feel his warm liquids fill my mouth.

I swallow climbing back up his body.

"Fuck Demi you're perfect" he mumbles into my hair.

I blush looking down.

"Was that okay?" I ask shyly.

"Okay? That was perfect" he smiles.

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I wake up to a naked Zayn laying next to me.

I shake him to wake up, since his phone is ringing. 

"Zayn" I whisper. 

"Hm" his eyes flutter open and his voice is very groggily. 

"Your phone" I say and he grunts getting up to get it just in time. 

"Hello?" he asks, his eyes barely open. 

The voice starts speaking and he walks out of the bedroom. 

I follow to listen behind the closed door. 

"No, you guys only have 2 shows"

"It will be fine" 

"I am not going back, Liam. I finally care about someone again. I can't lose that" his voice raises. 

"Gosh dammit. This is why things don't work, ever. Goodbye" and with that I hop into the bed. 

He walks back in, I dare not to say anything. 

He lays down, his head resting on the headboard as I snuggle under his right arm. 

I run my fingertips along his toned stomach, staying silent. 

He lets out a light moan in appreciation. 

"Babe" he suprises me. 

I look up at him. 

"They want us to tell both our managements, but it will only make things worse. I don't know what to do" he wipes his hands over his eyes. 

I climb up on top of him, moving his huge hands from his face. 

"Shh, maybe it might be the better thing to do? I just don't wanna tell the public" I say. 

"Yea, I learned how that takes a toll" he tries to chuckle. 

I rub my thumb over the stubble on his chin, "I will call my manger today, okay?" I say as brave as possible. 

"Okay" he nods pressing his lips against my slighly warm forhead.