Veronica Malik?[Zarry]

Chapter 1

Hey guys!!! This is a new story of mine :) I came up with this when I was laying on my bed thinking about random stuff :P

I am updating Vampire's Soulmate tomorrow :) I am writing the chapter now :)

Happy Halloween!! :)

Enjoy!!:)

Disclaimer: I don't own the five amazing guys who stole millions of girls hearts *smiles through tears*

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Chapter 1

Zayn yawned widely, slowly getting out of bed. Something felt strange but he put it down to far too much drinking night before. He should have known the consequences before drowning himself in alcohol. Now he was gifted with a fucking headache. Slowly walking over his last night clothes he made his way to the bathroom attached to his room, warm chocolate brown eyes still closed. As he passed over the mirror he froze for a second but he quickly stopped and moved closer to take a look. Something was wrong. Very wrong.

The eyes looking back were the same but the face was wrong. The lips were too plump, hair falling way too far down the face. Zayn couldn’t find his voice to say anything, he was shocked. Staring back at him in the mirror was a girl, no question in that. But how the hell did this happen?

He stumbled back, looking down at the slender body in horror. It wasn’t right! It was fucking wrong. The boxers he had worn to bed were almost falling off his hips, and the black t-shirt he wore last night was falling over his shoulders and he could make out that his chest was far too bigger than it was last night.

That’s when he screamed. And it sounded like one of those squeaky fan girl voices that they hear in concerts. No this was not happening! This was a night mare!! How the hell did the Zayn Malik turn into a girl?

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Harry Edward Styles just woke up with a splitting head ache due to the party they had went last night. He wasn’t even remember the celebrity whose party they had attended. He along with the rest of the boys, except may be Liam since he was the daddy direction, had gotten drunk until they couldn’t even remember their names. He could hear sounds downstairs meaning for sure Liam was awake and was making breakfast for the rest of us since they were all for sure sporting headaches. He pulled out his phone out from under the bed sheets and stared at it with half closed eye lids trying to make out the time. After finally staring at the screen he finally could make out the digital numbers as 10:30 am.

Just as he was about to go take a bath, he heard a scream from one of the rooms in the second floor. It was definitely a girl. Did one of the guys bring any girls from the party last night? Or even worse did a fan girl followed them last night and came in through the window?

Well his shower has to wait.

He made his way to the door as quickly as possible with his hangover state. Just as he opened his door he saw Liam running up the stairs with a confused look on his face.

“What was that?, Liam asked a bit too loudly for Harry’s liking.

“Don’t shout!, I’m not sure, did one of the guys bring any girls home?”, Harry questioned.

“Nope, I clearly remember no girl came back”, Liam replied back this time thankfully in a quitter tone.

“So, it’s option 2”, Harry replied back in horror. May be he could sign a autograph and give her his style’s smile and send her back before other’s woke up.