Two Angels [h.s]

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Violet Styles

Liam parks the car at our new house and all I do is stare at Harry.

There's currently a child sitting on his lap and all I want to do is bring her home. She's not supposed to be here, and I almost frown because if Harry didn't bring her here she would've died.

But we just kidnapped a child. 

I just want to know why she was there and how she got there. If she ran away from her parents, I have to help her.

Jaz looks up at Harry, "do you know that I'm a fairy?"

He scrunches his eyes, "last time I checked you were a human."

"You're wrong." She shakes her head. "Fairy's are nice, can fly, and are magical."

"You're magical?" Harry asks and I scoot closer as everyone exits the car.

"Hey!" I smile, "she's very magical."

Jaz giggles, reaching for me and I lift her. Placing her on my lap I open my car door and place her on her feet as she turns around to give me her hand. Taking it she helps me out and when I'm on my feet I smile, "thank you!"

"No problem!"

Louis tilts his head, "she's so nice?" 

"Unlike us as kids, they usually have spunk and cute faces." Zayn chuckles.

"Interesting." He nods in agreement. "Healthy imaginations."

Leaning down I pick her up, resting her on my hip as I watch Harry come out next. Standing tall, he closes the door and simply looks down at us.

I can read him perfectly.

He looks stressed but relieved, and when he looks at me he swallows down his dry throat.

Wha-

"What?" I ask, looking left and right as Niall comes walking over. 

"Hey Jaz." He whispers to her with a funny face.

She stares. "Who are you?"

"Forget me already? I'm about to be your favourite person."

She shakes her head. "Harry and Violet are."

I look up at Harry in a playfully gasp. "Did you hear that?"

His arm goes around my shoulder. He leans down to whisper in my ear. "All I heard was that my name was first."

I look up at him and glare.

Niall keeps going. "You haven't even hung out with me yet. I'm everyone's favourite." She simply stares at him. "Can you keep a secret?"

"I'm the best secret keeper." She nods in an offence. 

His eyebrows raise. "I'm a fairy godmother."

I roll my eyes.

Harry huffs. 

"Jesus Christ." Louis laughs. 

"But you're a boy." She points, "boys aren't that cool."

I nod. "It's true." 

"I'm a magical boy." He leans forward to whisper.

Her eyes soften, "really?"

"Yes. Really."

"I love magic." Her hands fist my shirt on my chest.

"If you promise to keep my secrets, then I'll tell you my name."