Prologue
Zayn's pov
"Common dad, why can't you just tell me? Mum also never wants to talk about it" Leah says, "I can just look it up on the internet, but hearing it from you is way better"
"No Leah" I tell her, "I guess we just don't really want to talk about it"
"Why not?"
"It's just one of those things alright?"
"No, not alright. Why can't you just tell me?"
"Because I say so, that's why"
"Urgh, you adults, with your stupid excuses" Leah says, letting out a sigh before she walks out of the room.
To be honest I don't know why she wants to know the story so badly, but I just don't want to talk about it. It was a bit of a hectic part in my life, we had tours, albums, shows, books, and love wasn't really a thing our schedule had time for. But then again we were just boys, and I guess you can't stop love right?
I notice the divorce papers still lying on the dinner table. I got them in this afternoon, just after I picked Leah up from school, I've put them aside, because I don't want her to see them. But I totally forgot about them, since it's not really an exciting thing.
Leah doesn't know her mum and I are getting divorced, we told her we're on a break, but this can't go on like it does any longer. We always fight, the love was already over a couple of years ago, and if it wasn't for Leah I would have left her mum way sooner...
"Dad...?" Leah asks as I quickly put the papers away
"Sup kiddo?"
"I'm sorry if I made you angry, or sad, or anything"
"What?" I say, "That's sweet of you, Leah, but you didn't. I'm not angry or anything"
"Oh cause I thought... well I said that adult thing and now you're just... like..."
"Leah, it's fine, I still love you" I tell her as I pull my daughter into a hug, "You know I'll always love you"
"Thank you dad, I love you too"
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"Well, off to bed now" I say turning off the TV.
"Really? It's only eleven"
"It indeed is, which means you really need to go to bed"
"Well, at least I can stay up longer wit you then with mum" she says getting up and walking over to her room.
"Don't forget to brush your teeth!" I say, "I'll be right there, alright?"
"Okay!"
I grab my phone to see if I got any texts, and yes, what a coincidence, it's her mum.
Jasmine: "Hey, I just wanted to let you know the papers need to be signed by Monday. And Leah NEEDS to get in bed at nine, cause otherwise she's going to be grumpy"
Zayn: "Hi, yeah got the papers, I'll sign them, and I know Leah, she is also MY daughter remember..."
Geez, this is one of those things. She acts like I'm some kind of babysitter. I made Leah myself, I know how she is. Of course I know she needs her sleep, I do too, but that doesn't mean I need someone to tell me how my own daughter is like...
J: "Zayn! You know the rules, you better watch yourself, cause I don't want my daughter to have bad influence through her dad! I can still claim full custody over her"
Z: "are you seriously that pathetic to threaten me with that? Leah isn't supposed to be the victim of this. Let her be the kid she wants to be, and don't you dare to start asking her questions about where she likes it better"
J: "Just watch your words Malik"
Z: "You too Robertson"
"Are you coming?" Leah calls from her room.
"On my way" I say leaving my phone and getting up.
I walk over to Leah's room and sit down on her bed. Her hopeful eyes not leaving me, knowing what she is about to ask.
"So what's for tonight?" I ask her.
It's something Leah and I do almost every night. I tell her some crazy story about something that happened when I was either little, or on tour, with the boys, or just sometimes when I seriously have no idea what to tell her, I just make up something. I know she might be a bit too old for this, but I also know she loves it, and to be honest I don't care how old she gets, as long as she wants me to tell these stories, I'll tell them.
"You and mums story" she answers hopeful.
"Leah, I love you, but-..."
"Dad, common, if you love me you'd tell me"
"Don't play the 'if-you-love-me'-card, that's not fair"
"Well neither is the 'because-I-say-so'-card, so now we're even"
I could've known my kid would be a smartass, but sometimes I underestimate her power in being a smartass.
"Why are you so interested in how your mum and I got to know each other?" I ask.
"I want to know what used to make you happy, what you did before you married mum..." she begins, "I just want you to be happy, and now you two are having this timeout... you don't seem happy. You look happy when we have chill time, but I want you to be happy in general, not only during chill time"
"I'm happy... I've got you"
"Yes, but when I'm not here, you need to be happy too"
"It's just because of all this adult stuff. When I'm with you, I don't have to act like an adult, because I know you appreciate your weird father to be childish"
"That's true, but I just want you to be happy all the time, that you don't have to act like an adult all the time"
She is kind of right though... This divorce thing seriously makes me mad, sad, confused, just everything but happy. Getting a divorce gives you the feeling you failed, and yes I did, because we weren't able to solve our problems and now Leah is the victim who has to suffer from our mistakes. It's true that when I'm around Leah I'm happy, she is like I am, only a little girly version. She is my reason to be happy...
"Fine whatever... I'm going to tell you the story, but I'm changing all the names, and I'm not telling you who your mum is"
"I like it; it's like a love story mystery"
"Sure, be prepared, cause this love story mystery won't be easy to solve"
AN: so here is something new, it's based on the movie Definitely Maybe, which is amazing btw! And since it's NOT an AU story, I had to change it a bit, so the story line is like the same, but I changed it so it would fit with everything around Zayn, like touring and stuff.
Hope you like it anyway, so have fun reading love ya and stuff!
I'll post the first chapter soon!!!
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