Switched

Chapter Three

~Catherine's POV~

  I woke up, my body has no pain for once, it actually felt relaxed. I woke up in an unknown room, where am I? Was I kidnapped? I recollected my thoughts, the last thing I remembered was that old woman putting a cloth to my face. Oh no...have I been kidnapped by her? I got up and felt taller, I looked at my body, screaming loudly. A manly scream escaped my lips, I immediantly shut my mouth, my eyes widening. There was a mirrior on the wall, I drugged my now heavier body over to it. 

That curly hair, green eyes, manly face. 

I was Harry Freaking Styles. In my school girl's would swoon over the situation, quickly checking inside his pants. Not me, I actually attempted to put his fingers inside his mouth to pull myself out. No luck. 

"Harry! Harry are you awake yet?" I heard a woman's voice say, a girl entered the room, one who looked similar to Harry.

"Uh..." I said trying to find some words to tell her. She looked at me confused but shook her head. 

"Be ready in ten, you're late Harry." She said, she looked like she was a few years older than Harry, maybe his sister. I never met her, she was at college when Harry and I dated. He did tell me her name though, Gemma. 

Wait...I'm late. My eyes widened, rushing to Harry's bathroom, brushing his teeth, cringing when I saw him in the mirror. After I got ready, I changed his clothes, picking some black skinnies and a simple white tee. I did it without a thought, nothing I haven't seen before. This situation is cmpletely confusing, I told the lady I want Harry to know how my life is, how is me being in Harry solve anything. 

Wait...if I'm in Harry's body who's in mine? Am I acting emotionless? Well that wouldn't be bad, considering I live alone, unlike Harry. Wait, where's Harry? Is he in my..Oh no. I grabbed Harry's phone off the desk, I dialed my number.

"Um..Hello?" I heard my voice say on the other end. I couldn't tell if I had zombied out or if it was Harry. I had butterflies in my stomach, I was speaking to myself for christs sake. 

"Harry?" I said, my voice not my own. I don't want him in my body, things happen to me, that I really don't want Harry to know. I heard a sigh of relief from the other line. 

"What the fuck Cat." I heard my own voice say, it confirmed my suspicions, Harry was in my body. Why did he call me Cat? He only called me that when we were together, it was so cute when he said it. A wash of sadness came over me, it felt like I was in a dark room that was getting tighter. He loathes me, hates me with a burning passion. Now he has my body, he can do anything to it, as he pleases.

"You still there?" I heard myself say on the other end, I sniffed and it sounded odd coming from Harry's body. I heard him scoff annoyingly. 

"Yea, I'm here." I say, closing my eyes briefly, rubbing my forehead, or Harry's forehead. 

"Fuck, Catherine, why does your body hurt so much?" He asked groaning in pain. My eyes widened, oh shit. Time to put on my smart ass. 

"Oh you know, some green eyed freak beat me up and left his friend to.." I stopped in mid sentence, not wanting him to know what happened. He will eventually find out, his friends always told me to keep my mouth shut of what happens, that threat told me Harry had no idea what happens. 

"Left him to what? Beat you with a bat?" He said, chuckling. Chuckling...Man he really is a dochebag. I really don't know what's funny, he's the one feeling the pain. 

"Yea....I should go to your..wel my house so we can discuss this..um...situation." I said, looking at the time, I don't care what his answer is, I hung up and left his room making a run for the door. 

"Harry! Aren't you going to have breakfast." I saw Harry's mother say. 

"No thanks. Um...I'm getting it on the way." I said for Harry, his mother was satisfied and I opened the door, running at a fast pace, his long legs really cover more distance than my short ones, and in two minutes I was at my door.

  I didn't knock, I just reached for the spare key on top of the door, unlocking the door. I walked inside, feeling a bit awkward in my own home, the birds were chirping and I heard shuffiling upstairs. I walked up my stairs that creaked a bit, endning the shufflin upstairs, after a few more steps my door had swung open, and I came face to face with myself.

"Catherine?" 

"Harry?" We both said at the same time. This is really freaky.

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