Help! I'm stuck in this body

Chapter 13

HARRY.

I was currently with Nancy. She is so fit. She looks like Poppy which is a shame. Nancy giggled and I couldn't help but smile had how cute her laugh was.

"here she is" Nancy said as Poppy's mum came. Wait holy shit how did I know that. "mum" I said because I'm supposed to be Poppy. "aw darling" she said hugging me. Her mum was hot too. I'd bang that mother fucker.

"how are you doing " she asked. "oh fine" I said trying to act like Poppy but they both looked at me weird. I guess I failed at it.

"what's wrong honey" she asked again. "nothing mum I'm fine". "its that Harry kid, I've seen the pictures of u two together." this shocked me. Her mother knows. "if he is doing anything please tell us Pop" Nancy said. Woah hold the shit. Poppy has told both sister and mum.

Bitch.

I got up and ran out the door. I tried ringing Poppy but she wouldn't answer. She's probably at the concert. Damn.

I got on a bus hoping no one saw me. I hid my face. I arrived at the arena. I went behind and their were the security. I told then Harry Styles was waiting for me. They seemed to let me in. I guess its cause Poppy's a celebrity too.

I ran to backstage and could hear my voice. It was atrocious. Shit. Poppy is gunna die. They all headed off for what felt like hours. Louis saw me and ran to give me a hug but I wasn't in the fucking mood so pushed him out the way.

He gave me a confused look. "Poppy your fucking dead". I yelled. Fear ran through her as she tried to hide. I punched her in the face and shoved her to the ground. The lads gave a confused look and helped her up.

"explain" they demanded at me. "what you mean?" I asked. "you called Harry, Poppy, your Poppy" Zayn said. "cause I'm Harry" I sighed. They all looked at one an other as if I was crazy. I rolled my eyes.

"its true, I'm Poppy" Poppy finally said. "shut up Harry" Niall said. "no. For some reason we swapped bodies......" she trailed off. I cut in. "I think its to make me a better person to her."

They all looked at me again confused. "what you mean?" Poppy asked. "when I bullied you all those years, I read your diary-". "you read my diary" she shrieked. "yea-" "who gave you the fucking permission to do that you piece of shit" she screamed.

"woah" The lads tried to stop themselves from laughing. "shut the fuck up" she commanded them. They couldn't take it much longer and their laughs escaped.

She slapped me across the face and left.