"Y/N, you have to wake up. There's been a mistake." Your eyelids flutter open, and you see a replica of yourself, shaking you frantically. It must be a dream, you assume - so you shrug them off and turn to your side. Wait! Could you even sleep in a dream? Rolling back over with wide eyes, you sit up - "Who are you?" You sputter out, staring at yourself. "I'm Louis..." They say softly, eyes pleading with you, but you wince. Frantically, they grab with perfect accuracy the mirror on the side table, and thrust it up towards you. "That's... Louis." You say shakily, lifting a finger to point to the reflection. Moving the hand away from the glass and touching the face - only to feel the soft press of your palm against what now was your skin. "God, Lou! We switched freakin' bodies!" You shout, surprised at your manly voice. Louis stares at you for a moment, his legs crossed before touching his lip - your lip, and licking them. "Well, you taste good." You let out a groan, throwing one of the plush white pillows at your nasty boyfriend.
