||Zayn's P.O.V||"Zayn you are so dead!" I flapped my wings quickly, wind rushing through my hair, she is not going to catch me this time. "Zayn!" She stomped down the stairs in heavy steps. I flew into the living room searching over the furniture, desperately looking for a place to hide but it was too late, air left my lungs as a hand snatch me mid-air.
"Let me go!" I whined as Waliyha held me in one hand and her journal in the other.
"Not until you tell me why my journal is covered in pixie dust" she muttered angrily lifting me towards her face. I paled instantly as I struggled to free myself from her grip. I could just lie, maybe she'll believe me? That's a bad option, then again it's my only option.
"I have no idea what you're talking about" I lied knowing that I'm screwed no matter what. Her hand tightened around my body as she bounced upstairs. "Waliyha what are you doing?" I asked nervously.
"Teaching you a lesson" she announced setting her journal down and keeping her death grip around me. She pulled a piece of gum out of her mouth smirking at me.
"Waliyha don't your dare!" I accused pointing a finger at her just as she wrapped the gum all around me. My body stiffening in disgust, not being able to move.
"Next time Zayn don't go through my stuff" she whispered sticking me roughly onto the mirror. The sticky gum not budging from the mirror as I began wiggling.
"Waliyha I'm sorry" I lied already in discomfort "I'll never do it again" I lied again knowing I'll be stuck here until someone comes to the bathroom. She pulled out her lipstick going over her lips slowly, ignoring me easily.
"Are you getting ready for your boyfriend?" I mocked knowing she doesn't even have one and couldn't get one. She continued to apply her lipstick ignoring me. "I'm your older brother you should be treating me with respect!" I found myself yelling, which wouldn't make a difference considering no one ever listens to me regardless.
"When you grow to fit the part of an older brother I'll treat you like one" she spit rolling her eyes, the words she spoke so easily stung as they always do. Being the only fairy in the family sucks, who would want to be an outsider in their own family? It's not like they let me forget it either. They always are making sure that I know I'm different.
Waliyha smirked at me before shutting the light, followed by the door. "Waliyha you are so dead!" I screamed pointlessly. I pulled and wiggled my body in an attempt to free from the mirror, all my attempts deeming unsuccessful.
I waited for what felt like years until Waliyha finally showed up again. "Oh you're still here?" she asked a bit shocked. I looked at her angrily, "Aw don't turn red on me now Tinkerbell" she cooed.
"Shut up!" I hissed, having been stuck to the mirror for 3 hours. The sad part is this wasn't even the longest I've been stuck. "Don't touch me" she approached me with her hand.
"Look Zayn I'm sorry okay? You just need to learn your place, which is in a jar" she spit full of venom. I pulled one more time in attempt to free myself and stumbled over landing harshly onto the tip of the counter.
Waliyha stared bored before poking me off the counter. A yelp left my lips before I fell on the carpeted floor. No bones snapping, but bruises forming and blood escaping my lips.
"Zayn I'm-"
"Save it" I croaked, my voice sounding rough as I started the long walk toward the stairs. Every 50 steps I took was one for Waliyha as she followed behind me.
"Zayn are you alright?" She asked worried, as if she actually cared. I continued to walk with a pain shooting through my entire body, my mind begging me to stop walking. "You know that you're stuck with the gum until mom comes home" she comments as I walked down the small steps mum and dad had installed in case I can't fly.
I continued down the stairs at the fastest pace I can, which was still nothing compared to Waliyha. "Zayn you're being immature"
"You know what Waliyha? I'm being anything but immature why don't you just leave me the hell alone" I yelled as she stopped walking.
"Fine Zayn be that way! You could die for all I care!" She stomped up the stairs harshly, causing me to shake. I continued my walk down the stairs bitterly, finally arriving to the hallway. I paused to catch my breath and attempted to pull some gum from my body.
I walked out the small door installed just for me. I continued my walk not knowing where I'm going, as long as I'm away from that hell hole I'm good. Cold air blew through the leaves on the tree as few people roamed the neighborhood.
I continued walking, glancing around a few times, my eyes locking on a group of boys. They were all pixies smiling without a care in the world. Looking down I continued my walk, I know that there are other pixies here yet no one bothers to give me the light of day.
They're probably really wizards and can change whenever they please. My walk continued with my head hung low and my heart beating nervously.
I shrugged it off and continued to walk slowly. After I got too tired of walking I decide to sit on a stone, usually I'd sit in a tree but since I can't fly this stone will have to do I guess. I seemed to be the only living thing around tonight, my heart still beating rapidly.
I'm probably just paranoid, nonetheless I sat there staring up at my lace tree, my favorite thing to look at. I began pulling off a small chunk of gum. "I hate this" I mumbled to myself. The gum trick Waliyha loves to pull is almost worse than her sucking me in the vacuum for fun.
Clothe suddenly covered my eyes, a voice yelling "Gotcha!". My legs only sleeping in the silky material as I attempt to get away. My blood ran cold my body sweating and my heart only beating quicker and quicker. My mind begging me to do something but my body stayed frozen. My mind going to everything my mom said in case of a situation like this; but not of this applied. I couldn't do anything but scream, scream like my life depended on it because in this case it did.
I stayed frozen my breathe heavy. The clothe moving around carelessly, my body aches from earlier only becoming more evident. A hairy hand suddenly entered the clothe, closing my eyes in disgust I bit the hand as hard as I could and the clothed bag was dropped leaving me swaying from side to side. I got up quickly attempting to run away taking in my surroundings; caged baby dragons on the right and shapeshifting kittens on the left, I am in a pet, in a pet shop.
"Ouch you bloody bastard" I ran on the counter top, my wings still cemented together with the gum and my heart beating quicker looking for a escape. Suddenly a glass curtain covered me from above my head to my toes. My body stiffening as the glass tumbled like a dangerous roller coaster.
"Pull anything like that again and I'll slit your wings" he spoke darkly. I swallowed nodded speechless. He took the jar placing it behind the counter, my body moving quickly with every motion nausea waving in.
My body ached as I laid against the 'wall' of the jar. My mind whirling to my mum, dad, Doniya and even Waliyha. Would they even notice? Would they even care? What do I do? The jar felt like Antarctica, the whole area dark except for me glowing of pixie dust but I know that won't last long.
The only reason a person really ever wants a fairy is for their pixie dust, once they take the pixie dust the fairy is worthless. I tried shaking the thoughts from my mind whilst my heart continuously racing.
I'll probably never see my family again, or anything else.
||Harry's P.O.V||
"Louis you just wasted our time, there was nothing" Niall sighed
"I swear I heard a yell!" Louis whispered through the bushes.
"Gotcha" a rough voice spit as we all looked to one another before finding the source of the sound. We turned our heads to a round short man holding a cloth that shined with slight movement. The man pulled out his wand before disappearing.
"Did we just witness a kidnapping?" Liam mumbled
"Of a fairy?" Niall gulped
"Yes, yes we did."
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✨Pixie Dust✨// Zayn Malik
FanficTime is ticking and misfortune is approaching the only solution is pixie dust.