Switching Direction

Chapter 7: First Kiss?

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Woo, it has been quite some time since I have updated this story! I have been SO busy with school, and so many people wanted me to updated The Lost Girl so I did that to keep people happy. But now, here is an update! I hope that you enjoy this chapter! Thanks so much in advance for reading it! Love you all!

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~Cassidy's P.O.V. In Louis Body~

What was going on? I pushed the person away. I had never been kissed. Was this considered my first kiss? It wasn't in my body but..... It was still a kiss! Wait out of all things why was i thinking about if this was my first kiss or not? A confused looking Eleanor stood in front of me

I quickly jumped back surprised. Eleanor stood there completly confused. "What's wrong?" She asked me. I could feel the boys looking at me confused as well.

"Er.... Nothing" I said to quickly. "I'm just not feeling well" I added.

"Aww Boo" Eleanor said putting her arm around me. "Why don't we go and relax before the show" Everyone seemed convinced that I wasnt feeling well except for Niall. He was eyeing me. Then I realized what Eleanor had suggested. Us two..... Alone..... Nobody else.

"Uh" I said, not sure of what else to say. I looked at Niall, pleading for him to save me. As if he was reading my mind, Niall cut in.

"Louis and I were actually going to go.... play some football" Niall said. That didn't seem to make Eleanor to happy.

"OK then, go play with your friend instead of hanging out with your girlfriend" She said crossing her arms.

"Glad you understand" I said patting her back. She looked like she wanted to say something, but I bolted off the stage, putting my microphone on a random table. I easily found the dressing room that I had been in earlier. I sat in a chair in the corner, putting my head in my hands.

What was going on? Please, I just wanted to wake up in my bedroom. I don't want this life. I don't want to be famous. I liked my old like, as boring and hard it was, it was a lot easier than this.

The door to the dressing room swung open. Looking up I found Niall entering the room. No. He was not real. This was not real. I put my head into my hands again. "Go away" I muttered. "Go away go away go away" I whispered, hoping that none of this was real.

I jumped in the chair as someone put their hand on my shoulder. "Lou" Niall said. Was he going to give me some crap about everything being OK, I don't have to be nervous, if I didn't like Eleanor, just tell her? "What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked. I looked up at him, well that was..... unexpected!

"What do you mean?" I asked him, knowing the answer.

"You keep saying nothing is wrong, but I know for sure something is wrong, and I wanna know" Niall demanded.

I sighed. "I already told you, but you didn't believe me" I said crossing my arms and leaning back in my seat, looking up at Niall.

Niall laughed. "You mean that whole body switching nonsense?" He asked me. I just stared at him, not laughing. "Louis that joke isn't funny" He told me. I just continued staring. "Are you serious?" He asked. I nodded. "Are you sure that you didn't just band your head really hard?" He asked.

"I'm sure. Because I remember a whole other life. A life of growing up in New York City with my parents, going to school, taking dance, hanging out with friends, living another life. I sure to hell didn't live my life as Louis Tomlinson" I insisted to him. Niall looked at me like he was inspecting me.