||Zayn's P.O.V||
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My eyelids felt like a ton but I can't sleep. The jar was freezing cold and goosebumps covered my whole body. My family probably won't even notice I'm gone, like they would even care.
Maybe they will notice, maybe someone will.
||Third Person's P.O.V||
"Waliyha! Doniya! Come downstairs" Trisha screamed almost forgetting to call Zayn too. "And Zayn!" She yelled, nervous to how her kids would act to the news. Her husband Yaser held her hand reassuringly as the kids came down the stairs. All but Zayn that is.
"What's up?" Doniya asked slightly annoyed that she had to end the phone call with her friend.
"I have something very important to te you all" Trisha said letting out a breath. "But first where's Zayn?" She asked noticing he wasn't there.
"He went out for a walk about two hours ago but still hasn't come back" Waliyha replied knowing it was her fault. Not that she would admit it.
"Well I guess your dad will have to tell him later because I can't" Trisha frowned slightly
"Why not?" Doniya asked
"Because he has to stay away from me for 9 months" she smiled lightly as their eyes widened finally realizing what she is talking about.
"No way your pregnant?!" They both asked shocked and she nodded smiling. The only thing is that Zayn would have to be put in a jar for nine whole months. Because nobody wants to risk the chance of a miscarriage, so Zayn would have to stay in a jar and can only be let out if he's outside.
Trisha was a little relieved that Zayn wasn't here right now because she doesn't want to see Zayn and Yaser argue over Zayn going in the jar. It would only result in someone getting hurt. She also doesn't want to see Zayn's face when he has to go in the jar, it would only break her heart.
"But doesn't that mean that Zayn would have to stay in a jar" Doniya asked reluctantly already knowing the answer. It broke her heart when her mother was pregnant with Waliyha and Zayn had to stay in a jar. He didn't understand why at the time, he thought they didn't love him anymore. And Doniya had to always convince the little four year old otherwise.
"Yes and can you two go catch him before he comes in, because it will be easier that way" Trisha asked knowing if Zayn was caught he would have no choice but to stay in the jar.
"Mum" Doniya started whining not wanting to go out.
"Just go and take this jar" she said grabbing the one she had on the coffee table. Doniya and Waliyha grabbed jackets on and headed out.
"Where did he go?" Doniya asked Waliyha
"I don't know he was being a douche before he left" Waliyha replied still annoyed by Zayn's over dramatic attitude.
"I saw what you did Waliyha. I would be pretty pissed off too" Doniya replied as they used their wands as flash lights. "Besides Zayn's gonna be really out of it these next couple of months"
"So what he's staying in a jar it's not like he can't leave it"
"He can't. Mum and dad have to put him in a jar and than in the drawer because they don't want to risk it" Doniya replied as they stopped walking. "Do you know how much he used to cry? And how much I wanted to go hug him and tell him that everything will be alright? But I couldn't because I wasn't allowed to. And now he's going to be stuck in the same jar for god knows how long because mum and dad will probably keep him in it when ever they don't want to be bothered" Doniya ranted.
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✨Pixie Dust✨// Zayn Malik
Hayran KurguTime is ticking and misfortune is approaching the only solution is pixie dust.