Heeellllllo. So I got 46 reads on the first chapter. Im VERY disappointed actually. I thought that this story would be a fun read.....but maybe people here just like boy meets girl stories. I dont think you guys like twisted and different stories :( Am I right? Please comment...PLEASE...even if youre a silent reader...I need you to comment. If I odnt get comments, Im gonna cry & leave this story after this chapter...I mean it. PLEASE comment and vote.....I would be MORE than obliged.
Anyway here's the 2nd chapter.:
Harry's P.O.V
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The noise of the alarm consumed my ears, waking me up from my peaceful sleep. "What the hell?" I mused getting up, trying to locate the alarm on the side table. Wait a second............I do'nt have an alarm clock. Where did this come from? I got up with a sudden jolt and threw my duvet away from me. I looked at the alarm clock. It was of hot pink colour. It lay on a flowery table mat which was placed on a chocolate brown side table. I dont have any of this! I looked around my room and noticed that this was nowhere even near being my room. Fear built up in me as I asumed I had been kidnapped. I looked at the bed, it had a purple coloured bedsheet with a lavender duvet. My eyes roamed the walls. They had pictures of a girl and her friends smeared all around the room. The girl looked familiar. I walked towards the wall and glared at the pictures. That girl.....I had seen her...YES...It was that girl that I had bumped into yesterday at the gas station! What the hell is happening?! I dash towards the body-sized mirror on the wall. When I noticed that the person in the figure was infact that girl I had bumped into....I screamed at the pitch of my lungs. I heard footsteps approaching my room and all of a sudden the door burst open and a lady was standing there. She had black shoulder length hair, was wearing a loose while shirt and blue jeans underneathe. She looked as if she was in her 40s.. I assumed she was this girl's mother. "Sweetie whats wrong? Why are you screaming?" She asked a mask of worry on her face. I was dumbfounded and lost for words. I didnt even know what was happening. What should I say? "Uh......." I muttered and then turned to look at the mirror again. Why was I in the shape of this girl? "Are you sure? Why did you scream?" The lady asked. I thought for a moment......Maybe.....maybe my sould got switched with that girl.....But this cant be...How come? I shook my head and slapped myself. Okay, I wasnt dreaming. "Are you okay Valerie?" The woman asked knocking me out of my thoughts. "Yes......mom." I said hoping she was this girl's mom. "Alright.......come downstairs for breakfast. You're going to be late for school." She said before exiting the room shutting the door quietly behind her. SCHOOL? I thought. Oh no....what was I supposed to do now?
Valerie's P.O.V
"Okay, I think I look fine." I said to my reflection in the mirror. I was trying to put together an outfit. I dont know how to dress like a boy. After changing several outifits, I had settled for jeans and a plain white shirt. It looked pretty well, and I must say...Harry was HOT. Or for that instance...I was HOT...since I'm Harry for the moment. I was still confused..I had no clue what to do, but I had to play along for now, I guess. "HARRY GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" I heard Louis scream. "Coming!" I yelled before running out of the room. I ran down the stairs and entered the hallway. Four boys were seated there, which were the other members of One Direction. There was Zayn who sat with Liam on a white sofa, both staring at me, angrily, Niall was munching on a sandwich and was too busy to notice my entrance. “Why are you so late?” Liam quizzed crossing his arms across his chest. “Uh……was choosing which clothes to wear.” I said, telling the truth. They looked shocked. “Since when did you care so much about what closthes you wear?” Zayn said raising his eyebrows at me. “Uh….” I said trying to look for answers. “Oh forget it! Let’s just get to the studio!” Louis screamed and we all followed him outside to the car.
15 minutes later we reached the studio. We were escorted inside by security. There was a mob of fans framing the studio. How do celebrities deal with this? I walked inside and entered a huge recording studio. The walls lad different records framed, all over it. “Hello boys!” A man greeted cheerily and walked over to us. “Hey bro! We have a new recording session today.” Niall said, shaking hands with the man, which I guess was the man working on the recording tools and stuff. “I know, get in boys, and start singing with your beautiful voices!” He screeched and practically pushed us in the recording booth. Wait………I CANT SING. I mean…Harry can…..but…not ME. OH MY GOD what do I do? I looked here and there fanatically and noticed that the boys were putting on headphones and were beginning to sing. I don’t even know what song we’re singing! “Harry, here take this.” Liam said all of a sudden handing me a piece of paper. I scanned it and realized it was the lyrics. Must be a new song…I haven’t heard it so….. But I still don’t know how to sing…what do I do? Suddenly the music started playing and I snapped out of my thoughts. Liam began the song singing the first verse. I swayed to the music, which was pretty good. Zayn sang the next verse followed by Niall and then Louis. All of a sudden the singing stopped. I looked around and noticed everybody staring at me….Oh no. I was supposed to sing. I look at the paper and start singing, I copied the tune the boys sang. My verse finished and I noticed something that shocked me. I sang good! I sang amazing actually. I do have Harry’s voice box….so maybe I can sing. The boys continued singing and so did I, enjoying myself. The song ended and the boys started removing the gear off their heads. “That was AWESOME!” Niall yelled hugging everybody and saving me for the last. I wrapped my arms around him, enjoying his hug. I felt so happy in his grip. Oh my God, I might be in Harry’s body but I still have the hormones of a girl. He let go and so did I. “You messed up a bit Hazza, but everything turned out fine at the end!” Louis said and slapped his hand hardly at my back. “OUCH!” I hissed in pain. They all looked at me confused. Louis raised an eyebrow at me. Harry must get slapped a lot. I straightened myself and slapped Louis’ back as hard as he slapped me. Harry was strong. “Ouch Hazza! That was hard!” Louis complained rubbing his back. “Just returning the favour Lou.” I said and smiled cheekily. He rolled his eyes and we made our way out of the studio.
We pilled up in the car which was awaiting us. It was a BMW. My eyes roamed the car taking in every detail. I could only dream of getting myself a BMW…..this was so…..amazing. I was speechless. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad. Maybe Im going to enjoy being Harry Styles. But I just worry about something……where is Harry? If he’s in my body, how’s he dealing with this? Is he okay? Or is he going crazy? I can only wonder…….
