Body Switch (A 5SOS Fanfiction)

Chapter Six

CHAPTER SIX!! :)

(This chapter has been edited for mistakes)  

---Nikki's POV---

"Michael, I don't think I can do this!" I cried, throwing down the XBox controller. 

We had been playing COD Zombies for almost three hours and he insisted that to be Luke, I had to play like a pro. But I was horrible. We had lasted 17 rounds this time and I had gone down nine times. Nine times! One of which was in the first round. 

"I just suck. There's no hope of me ever being able to play as well as Luke can," I said, sighing. 

"Okay, we can try something else..." Michael suggested. "Can you play guitar?" 

I looked at him like he was crazy. I've never touched a guitar in my life, how was I suppose to go on stage and perform with one!? 

"No....." I trailed, a bit sheepish. 

"You have got to be kidding. Please tell me you're kidding. I can't teach you how to play all of Luke's guitar parts in just three days!" 

"I'm sorry." I looked down, feeling like an idiot for not thinking about the performing part of being Luke. 

"That's okay," Michael was saying, almost as if he was trying to convince himself that it was truly okay. "I can teach you enough. Hopefully you're a fast learner. And maybe Luke's body will recognize the chords and it will be like riding a bike." 

He stood and walked into the other room to grab Luke's guitar, handing it to me when he came back to grab his from the other side of the room we were in. 

I held the guitar in a comfortable way and Michael looked at me with a small smile. 

"Well, that's good. You know how to hold it properly, at least," he said, sitting next to me again. 

"I just did it. I didn't even think about it," I told him, a bit happy that I had gotten something right today. 

"Maybe that's the trick?" He said, as if thinking out loud. "Here, let me try something." He pulled his phone from his pocket and opened his music, playing a song I was all too familiar with. 

"And playing Heartbreak Girl will help me how?" I questioned, confused as to what he was up to. But I quickly realized when my fingers started moving, almost of their own accord to the music, strumming and fingering the chords to the song. I stared at my hands, Luke's hands, in amazement. 

"Oh, my god," I whispered. 

"Ha!" Michael exclaimed in shock and awe. "Well, we don't have to teach you how to play the guitar. Can you sing to the song?" He restarted the song and looked at me, waiting for me to sing. I took a deep, calming breath, and sang.

"You call me up, 

Its like a broken record  

Saying that your heart hurts 

Thought you never get over him getting over you,

And you end up crying  

And I end up lying, 

Cause I'm just a sucker for anything that you do,

And when then phone call finally ends,  

You say thanks for being a friend  

And I'm going in circles again and again."

Michael joined me at the chorus, singing passionately.