For The Love Of Leesi

Eighteen years and I have finally found out who my parents are--well my father anyway. Knowing that you're father is Zayn Malik from the used-to-be huge boy band is a complete change. So it looks like I'm spending the summer in London. It's time to learn who I really am, who I truly love, and if in the end I will able to tell the difference from reality and fantasy. *Sequel to For The Love Of Clara*

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11. Yours

James was clearly pissed at me. He refused to talk to me as we got ready upstairs and when we finally made our way downstairs, I saw the newspaper on the table.

The Daily Mail had a picture of Jed and I in multiple different pictures all over the front cover. I knew James was pissed that never met up with him last night, but now he's going to entirely loathe me as he finds out what I was doing last night.

My eyes widened as the only thing I could think about was taking the newspaper off the table and throwing it into the trash can. I went along with my plan. I walked a little quicker as I came and took the paper right off the table and looked at it briefly, "Hmm, nothing interesting happening in London," I say before dropping it into the garbage can.

"I actually wanted to read that," he said, his attitude getting the best of him.

"Boring," I yawn.

"Morning," said Zayn as he walked down the stairs. Breakfast started to appear from the kitchen and was placed on the table. James was already sitting, and Zayn soon sat beside him. "Leesi have you seen the newspapers? You're on every single one."

"Zayn, shut up," I said through my teeth, but too late.

"What are you talking about?" James asked as he took the paper from Zayn's grasp.

I watched James' face as his features changed and turned into something like hatred.

"James I can explain," I said slowly.

"Explain?" He looked up at me. "You better have a good explanation of why my girlfriend is with Jed Sheeran."

I exhaled, "I went to a café yesterday, to look up about my past and he was there. He explained everything to me."

"You don't think Zayn could do the same thing?"

"He wouldn't give me the answers I would want anyways," I said truthfully.

"She's right," Zayn said. "I wouldn't have given her any information. She found it out all on her own."

James looked form Zayn to me. "You could've asked me to help you. We would have found these things out on our own."

"But you were so interested in being in London, I didn't want to bother you."

He stood up from the table, "I have never found you annoying, you should know that. I'll meet you at the radio station." He turned and left taking a piece of toast with him.

I leaned against the counter, suddenly exhausted.

"I told you," said Zayn.

"Please, Zayn, not right now," I said forcefully pushing away from the counter before running back up the stairs.

Jed's POV

"Well today we have some very special guests in our lounge," said Nick. "I'm sure my listeners know my close friends, but do you know their kids? So today I'm joined with the group they liked to call themselves the outcome of 'music sex'. Of course we all know the reason behind the one year world tour. Let's start with oldest, shall we? Leesi?"

"Hello Nick," she spoke sweetly into the microphone.

"Tell us who you are."

"Well I'm Leesi Malik, I'm the oldest by a year. I was raised in California with Niall and Lola Horan."

"That's right, the Clara Scandal." I could see her tense at his words but she just smiled.

"Yes."

"So do you like it better here or in California?"

"I like both places, but California is nice almost all year. Here it changes to cold, I don't like the cold."

Nick laughed before he continued. "Rumors have already been floating around in London since you arrived. Especially with your relationship with Jedediah Sheeran. But we've also seen in American tabloids that you are pretty close to James Horan, you're half-brother?"

Her lips came together tightly. "Jed and I are friends." My face probably dropped to the floor as she said that. "Secondly, James is not my half-brother, we are related only by paper. The Horan's are my guardians and I respect them as that."

"Alright, I've seen I hit an end," said Nick, not wanting to continue. "Let's go to James, shall we?"

I watched her as she looked down at her hands. They were folded together tightly, and I wanted so badly to place my hand over hers to give her some comfort. 

Then I saw a single tear run down her face. 

"Leesi?" I whispered towards her. 

"I'm sorry," she said, the noise in the room soon silencing. She quickly wiped the tear falling from her face. "Excuse me." 

She got up and walked away, leaving the studio. I watched and stood up, at the exact same time James stood up. 

He looked at me, he looked angry, pissed even, but then he exhaled. His features relaxing. "Go," he said as he sat back down. "Go," he repeated. 

I nodded before I left the studio. I looked down the hallway and saw Leesi leaning against the wall, her head in her hands. I jogged towards her and brought my hands on her waist. 

"Shh," I soothed her. 

"I've never been more misunderstood in my entire life," she sobbed over her words. 

"Welcome to our lives. No one listens, they only judge."

She scoffed, "Just like James."

"What?"

"He found out about yesterday and last night."

"Leesi, he's the one who told me to come after you." 

Her sobs slowly stopped as she looked up at me. "He did?"

"Yes, and right now I hate to see you so upset." I wiped away her tears with my thumbs, not realizing her grip on my shirt. 

I felt her tug, before I was mere centimeters away from her lips our foreheads touching. 

"Remember when I said I don't like sharing?" I whispered. 

"I'm yours," she muttered before pulling me closer. Our lips finally touching and I brought arms around her waist, pulling her closer. My hands fist the back of her shirt, as her fingers soon came up and tugged on my red hair. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, coming to you live from the BBC Radio 1 studio, Jed Sheeran and Leesi Malik are confirmed making out."

Leesi and I pulled away just a little to look at Nick, holding his microphone. Everyone else was surrounding him, but I only looked at James. He was leaning against the wall, and even though he didn't seem happy he just nodded as he turned and left the hallway. 

I looked back at her and smiled. "Mine?" I asked confirming her last words. 

"Yours," she repeated. 

Oh my goodness!! So I saw ship names for Jed and Leesi, omg, you guys are awesome! 

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Much love, Morgan xx

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