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Spotted / Delani Marcs

Who was seen arriving in London? None other than Delani Marcs!

Delani Marcs, friend of One Direction, was seen arriving late Saturday night at Heathrow looking delightfully frazzled from a long flight. No one knows exactly what Delani is doing back in England. Harry Styles was reportedly seen stateside weeks ago. Rumor has it he was seen heading to Delani's apartment but then seen leaving looking rather morose. Soon after the One Direction heart throb was photographed out with new "girlfriend," Lilah Finch. After all these surprising twists and turns who can say why the young lass has come to England while the boys are gone on tour? I'm sure the One Directions lads will need some cheering up especially after the departure of band member, Zayn Malik, so why is Delani here when the pop stars aren't?

So, who is to say why she is here? Leave your ideas in the comments below!

I scanned the article over and over and over again. Cat had sent me the link in a text absolutely freaking out. I couldn't believe what I was reading. I would never get used to the fact that there were actual articles being written about me just because of my close association to the boys. Not to mention as soon as people started getting wind of this article there would be speculation. The only person left in London was Zayn, the other boys were on tour. It's not like I cared if the others knew I just didn't want there to be paparazzi popping up all over the place.

Zayn had enough on his mind already. He didn't need EXTRA paparazzi because of me being around.

I was laying in bed reading the article for the fourth time when Niall's name popped up on the screen. I was almost convinced I should let it go to voicemail but I knew he would just call back. I sighed and answered the call.

"Helloooo.." I said. I knew I already sounded guilty.

"Lani, what's up? Anything new happening, eh?" Niall asked very adamantly. He knew. He totally knew.

"Oh, nothing really." I answered.

There was loud cursing coming from Niall's end of the line and sounds of the phone being dropped.

"What the bloody hell are you doing in London?" Louis' voice came through the receiver. I rolled my eyes and sighed heavily.

"I'm doing touristy things. You know how I love adventure." I tried to sound casual. I knew it wasn't an answer he was looking for.

"Oh, rubbish! Why wouldn't you tell us?" Louis sounded genuinely hurt. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt his feelings in any way. I didn't want to hurt any of them.

"You know this is a hard situation to navigate, Louis."

"You could have given us fair warning. We had to see it from the paps!" he was practically yelling at me. I could hear Niall in the back cursing and saying this is why Louis hadn't been allowed to make the phone call in the first place. There was more scuffling and comments back and forth before Niall finally came back on the line.

"Sorry Lani. What Louis is trying to say is that well, you can tell us things. Even if it's you going to see Zayn, ya know. We still care about him. Just cause he left the band doesn't mean all the time we spent together is gone." I wanted to give him a big hug. I knew how hard it was for them to know I was here with Zayn. Louis' reaction was enough to prove that. I had really hoped I would go undetected for the length of the trip.

"I know I can but I didn't want you guys to think I was playing favorites. You all mean so much to me and this trip was so last minute that I didn't tell anyone." I said as a knock sounded on the bedroom door. I called to Zayn to come in.

"You know I woulda understood, babe." Niall lowered his voice as he spoke. I'm sure he was still around Louis or others. They would be getting ready to perform soon.

"Thank you Niall." I said. Zayn gave me a look between surprise and worry. He looked a little anxious.

"No problem. I'll call ya after the show. Have fun doing your touristy things in London." and with that the call ended. The dreaded call of them knowing I was here with Zayn. It wasn't nearly as bad as I expected. I knew Louis would be the one most upset. He usually was the most forthcoming with his thoughts the majority of the time. They didn't call him sassy for no reason.

"So, how did that go?" Zayn asked as he took a seat at the foot of the bed. He looked a little apprehensive.

"Well, better than expected and also just as expected. Louis was upset of course." I smiled hoping to ease his anxiety. He nodded in understanding. Louis was a rough subject.

"How about we get out of the house? Let's go do something. Get your mind off everything." I said as I crawled to the end of the bed and sat with him. He watched me carefully.

"That is the best idea you've ever had. Come on then." Zayn said as he stood and pulled me behind him. I stopped abruptly, realizing I still had on my pajamas, and he fell back against me since he had a hold on my hand. Due to my lovely unbalanced skills I couldn't keep myself steady and we both landed in a heap on the floor. I really tried to catch myself but it made matters worse. Zayn landed on top of me, catching himself on his forearms, trying not to crush me underneath him.

"I am so, so sorry. I'm so clumsy." I said as I laughed in his face. He began to laugh too. From my vantage point directly beneath him I could see the way his tongue pressed against his teeth. I watched his eyes squint. He was adorably handsome when he let himself relax for a few moments.

Abruptly, I looked up as he looked down at me while his laughter faded away. I was still beneath him. Neither one of us had made any indication of movement. There were a dozen different emotions running through me. The close proximity made the butterflies in my stomach stir.

I kept reminding myself that this was Zayn. I had to remind myself that he had just gotten out of a very long and serious relationship/engagement. That he also had enough stress on him to make him act rash. Then, I had to remind myself that I was still in love with Harry. I wasn't in the right mind to allow myself to feel these crazy mixed up feelings about someone. I went through all of these things within a matter of seconds. My body wasn't on the same page as my mind.

My breath caught in my throat as Zayn inched his face forward. His lips were mere centimeters away from mine. One slight movement and they would touch. I looked into his eyes and saw the indecision. He looked to me for permission. I didn't move. I couldn't. I knew how he felt in this moment because I felt the same way. So, when he moved his lips to mine, I didn't protest.

It was a careful and soft press of lips. A quick stolen kiss. He still held himself above me with one forearm while he caressed my cheek with the other. When he pulled back and I opened my eyes i couldn't help the smile forming on my lips.

"I've waited a long time to do that.." Zayn whispered. He still caressed my cheek. It was a nice feeling. I was enjoying him touching me way too much. I smiled even wider.

"I should get dressed." I said. Zayn laughed and kissed the tip of my nose before rolling off of me. I was nervous about what this meant but I knew things couldn't get any crazier than they already were.