Timeless || All Stories

26 || Switched

Surprise, hdnprplflwrs !!

Did I wait until three in the morning to publish this chapter so it would be midnight in California? Maybe.

Happy birthday to the AMAZING DANCING QUEEN

WHO'S YOUNG AND SWEET

ONLY SEVENTEEEEEN !!!!!

It's so crazy to me that this is the third birthday I get the insane privilege of celebrating with you. I hope your day is the absolute best, because you deserve nothing less.

I know Covid probably ruined whatever awesome plans you would've had, BUT on the bright side, Covid can't stop us from celebrating bc we're social distancing with well over six feet between us 😜❤️

ANYWAYS, I'll stop being sappy and let you read this chapter

ILYTME!

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In a world in which soulmates switch bodies on a random day, it's happened to Saoirse Carnaghan while she's visiting a friend in California

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As Jonah Marais slowly opens his eyes, he doesn't recognize his surroundings in the slightest. No longer on a cramped tour bus, he finds himself in a large bed in a bedroom he's never seen before.

Sitting up, he frowns as arms and hands that aren't his support him, and hair much too long to belong to him falls in his face. With a groan, he pushes it back, his eyes widening at the higher pitched voice leaving his lips.

"It's my soulmate," Jonah breathes out, exciting overtaking his confusion as he clambers out of the bed, desperate to find a mirror.

"TRAITOR!" A voice that actually sounds familiar within the strange surroundings rings out from down the hallway, distracting him from his search. "HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME LIKE THIS?"

"I'M SORRY," an equally loud voice apologizes. "WALMART WAS OUT OF THE NAME BRAND CHEEZ-ITS!"

Jonah slowly opens the bedroom door, poking his head outside as the argument progresses. Wandering down the hallway, he pauses as he reaches the entrance to the kitchen, considering whether or not he should wait until the fight passes.

"THIS IS MUTINY!" A girl he recognizes to be Aurora, the band's new photographer they met last week, shrieks as he enters the room, catching her attention. "Oh, thank gods you're awake, Saoirse. Mark is trying to kill me!"

"I am not!" He defends himself. "Off brand Cheez-its will not hurt you."

"Since he clearly hates me now," Aurora continues, ignoring her best friend. "Would you like to be my plus-one to the concert tonight instead?"

"What concert?" Jonah asks, fairly certain it's not one of his. After all, it would be a disaster if a stranger in his body had to greet and perform in front of hundreds.

"Some new boy band that hired me," she explains, talking over Mark's protests. "Why Did We, or maybe it's Why Don't We."

"Oh." It's the only syllable that falls from his soulmate's lips, panic overcoming the boy. Aurora and Mark share a worried glance as he struggles to recover, his mind racing at a million miles per second before he tries to play it off. "Are they any good?"

"Think Big Time Rush, if Big Time Rush was less iconic and never had a TV show."

"Really?" Jonah isn't sure if that's a compliment or insult but, either way, his ego is bruised by the remark. "I've heard people compare them to One Direction."

Mark laughs, nearly spitting out his coffee in the process. "No boyband will ever surpass One Direction."

"Damn," Jonah mutters to himself, a pout forming. "My soulmate needs nicer friends."

Aurora gasps, her coffee cup freezing halfway to her lips. Mark hastily grabs his car keys and sprints for the front door, not wanting to be anywhere near the battle zone she's about to cause. Slowly setting it back down, she leaps from her seat at the island faster than Jonah can process. He suddenly finds his back against the wall as she glares at him, her playful demeanor gone.

"Who the fuck are you and where is my Saoirse?"

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Saoirse yawns groggily and rolls over, only to promptly fall five feet to a dirty floor. No longer tired, she finds herself unable to form words as she gazes around the tour bus she's suddenly found herself on.

"Dumbass," a boy with curly hair laughs, holding his hand out to help her up. She moves to accept, only to involuntarily shriek as she moves a hand that isn't hers. "What's wrong?"

"I'm not-" Saoirse pauses as she's pulled to her feet, unnerved by suddenly being taller and having a deeper voice. "This isn't me. I think I've switched places with my soulmate."

"Nice try, Jo," a boy with blond hair scoffs playfully as he walks by. "We're not falling for that again."

"Joe?" She repeats, wondering what the boy had done to make them doubt the soulmate switch. "My name is Saoirse."

"That joke stopped being funny the third time you tried it," a lanky boy with brown hair points out as he walks by and grabs her arm, guiding her to a room filled with suitcases and clothes strewn everywhere. "Now we're going to be late if you don't hurry. You slept through your alarms again."

"But-"

The door shuts behind him, leaving her alone to find an acceptable outfit within the mess. Saoirse lets out a frustrated sigh, already annoyed with her prankster of a soulmate.

"I hope Aurora kicks your ass," she mutters aloud as though her soulmate would hear it.

"What about Aurora?" The curly-haired boy questions, entering the room from a different door with a box of Cheez-its in his hands. "She's the new photographer, right?"

"Yep," Saoirse agrees, recalling Aurora briefly mentioning something about her new clients being a part of a band. "She's my best friend."

"Dude, chill. You've met her once," he chuckles. "Besides, I'm pretty sure it's an unwritten rule that your band mates are supposed to be your best friends."

"Uughhh!" Saoirse groans, childishly stomping her soulmate's foot. "I'm not Joe!"

"Not with that attitude you're not," a voice she recognizes chastises, coming through the same door Jack had used.

Saoirse whoops victoriously, having never been more excited to see Aurora in her life. Jack, on the other hand, is more confused than ever.

"How the hell did you get in here?" He asks, not even noticing as she snatches the box of cheese flavored crackers from his hands. "There aren't any other doors that lead outside."

"But there are windows," Aurora points out. "So be a good poodle and go tell your friends to stop harassing Jonah with questions so my best friend can meet her soulmate."