boobs and dicks; stylinson

dix

{ idk if you guys will like it but i have a reallllyyyy big plot twist planned out! }

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As I walked Jordana and I towards the room where this supposedly doctor was, I began to grow nervous. This building had an eerie feel, almost gloomy.

"Louis, are you sure this lady knows what she's doing?"

"Yes, Jordana." I lied. I honestly didn't know if she did or not. I was really hoping she did, though.

"Hello?" I called out as I entered the room, "Is anyone here?" This is like a horror movie, geez.

"In here!" A woman's voice called out.

"Hello, I'm Louis and this is Jordana. You told us to come in?"

"Ah, yes! Hello! Welcome to my office. If you will take a seat, we can get started." I was really skeptical of this lady. She looked like your stereotypical fortune teller from the movies. 

"So, what seems to be the problem?" I gave her a 'what the fuck' face.

"Well for starters, I have a dick." Jordana spoke up.

"You know what the problem is, I left you a voicemail." I told her, completely ignoring Jordana.

"Oh, you're the ones with the body problem!"

"Yes, doctor."

"I think I know how to help you. But first, tell me about the past between you two." Instead of asking questions, we told her.

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"So, that was our past. We fucking hate each other." Jordana said.

"Well, that's your problem! The God's have made you two switch bodies to realize how different you guys are with your lives and you need to figure out how to get along for the sake of everyone around you!" 

"I- I don't understand." I spoke up.

The doctor sighed, "Until you two can get along, you will both be stuck in each other's bodies."

"N-no! There has to be some other way! If that's the case, we're going to be stuck in each other's bodies forever!" 

"Nonsense, you can do it!"

"How are we going to fucking do this?"

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I decided to go to Zayn's flat. It was late but I needed someone to talk to.

I knocked on his door.

No answer.

"Zayn! Please, I really need someone to talk to!" My voice cracked, no! I can't cry!

"Zayn!" There was still no answer so I decided to use the spare key that he gave me.

I slowly walked into the living room. No one was there.

The next stop was the kitchen, no one. The only place left was the bedroom and I heard noises in there so I knew he was awake.

"Zayn, I real- OH MY GOD!" I covered my eyes and fell to the ground, smacking my face off of the carpet.

Moments later, I opened my eyes to reveal a naked Niall frantically trying to find his clothes and Zayn hiding under the covers with embarrassment in his eyes from getting caught.

"I- I uhm, I'm gonna just . ." I walked out of his flat and back into my car.

Zayn and Niall?

How many beards does this band fucking have?

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{ so... ziall. }