Miss Styles

What if Harry Styles wasn't who he claimed to be? What if he was a... girl?! She needs their help to stay hidden from the one she used to consider family. Will they help Miss Styles?

***I got this idea when I was watching Big Momma and when I saw the photo on Movellas Facebook page of 1D's heads on womens bodies!***


4. Ouch

I rested my head on Louis' shoulder. I was getting tired, it was late.

"Wait....." Louis began, all of us looked at him " If you're a girl....." I nodded "Then that means, all the times I got into bed with ...... you.... from nightmares......" He stopped, his face a mask of fright. "Eleanor's going to kill me!" He whispered, just loud enough for me to hear him. I tried giving him a reassuring smile but there was no point.

"She won't, she'll understand, you know she will." I said putting my finger under his chin and lifting it up, so he would look me in the eyes. Louis nodded, looking like a folorn puppy. I shook my head and settled down on the sofa, I closed my eyes, they were already dropping.

"Is she asleep?" I heard Liam ask.

"Yeah, I think so." I heard Louis reply.

"What are we going to do about her?" Zayn asked

"We should keep her, she can cook really well." Niall obviously said

I turned my head, so I could hear them better. I felt them look at me. I could just feel my cheeks starting to turn red.

"I think she's got a temprature, look at her cheeks." Louis said, I could feel his breathe on my face, it took all of my will power to not cough at the carrot smell.

"Put her in her bed." Liam said, as if that would work!

"Erm... Ok." Zayn and Louis replied simultaneously. I felt someone grab my top half and then someone else grabbed my legs. I was lifted off the sofa roughly and hauled through the halls.

"Wait, I have an itchy nose" Louis said, letting go of my arms, I dropped to the floor and my skull made a cracking noise on the floor.

"Ouch." I stated, moving my fingers to touch my head. I felt wetness. There was silence.

"She's bleeding." Someone said.

"Well done genius" I replied, slurring the words as the world started to turn yellow. "Why's everything yellow?" I asked trying to sit up.

"Oh no you don't" Liam this time said, laying me back on the floor, but placing a pillow under my head.

"We'll have to call a doctor."

"But what will we say about Harry?"

"I don't know."

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