Switching Body's With Harry Styles

When Megan Parker goes to sleep as herself and wakes up in One Directions, Harry Styles body she has a couple questions that she wants answered. Like how did this happen? How was she going to change back? And where was she?
Will world famous Harry Styles be able to change back or will he have to give up his career?
And in the end will love prevale?


14. Death? part 1

Liam's POV:

When we finally arrived at the hospital I found Harry crying on the floor. "Its all my fault if I hadn't left she wouldn't have come looking for me, and none of this would have happened. I don't know what I would do if she died. She's my everything I couldn't live without her!" He had never said anything like that about any other girl and had never really cared in that matter as much as he does about Megan. I don't truly love her she's just a rebound for me after Danielle. I was just pretending, trying to feel with another girl what I had with Dani. I feel bad about getting in such a fight with Harry over a girl he truly loves and would do anything for. The only reason I said what I did was because I thought he just thought of her as another one of his toys. Really it's my fault she's in the hospital if I had just listened to Harry I would never have gotten into a fight with him and then he would not have left and then Megan wouldn't have snuck out and gotten stabbed. Why do I have to be such an idiot? I couldn't help but shed a few tears myself. I was on the verge of breaking down when the doctor came out to talk to us. "I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is we managed to save him even though he lost so much blood. If it wasn't for you miss he would have died. The bad news is he's stuck in a coma and we don't know when he'll come to. The only way you can help him is to talk to him and to tell him about memories and stuff, but if he doesn't awaken by the end of two weeks we will have to turn off the life support. I'm sorry, you may go see him." This can't be happening. I had to be strong though for Megan, we all walked into the hospital room. There she lay looking like an angel, how could I have ever hurt someone as innocent as her? I can't do this. I ran out of her room not wanting her even on her death bed to see me cry. I hadn't realized that Harry had followed me out. "Lili what's wrong?" He asked with concern in his voice. He really did care about me and I just treated him like crap. "Harry I'm so sorry. I now know how much you love her, she means the world to you, and if I had just listened to you instead of being such an ass, she wouldn't be here. I'm so sorry can you ever forgive me?" I said still not facing him. He grabbed my shoulders lightly and spun me around. "I was never mad at you. I understand why you did what you did and I now realize that I have treated girls really badly over the years, but she's different. Liam I love her." I didn't say anything for awhile and he started to look worried. Then I hugged him at first he didn't move but then he wrapped his frail arms around me and we just stood there. I pulled back. "Let's get in there and try to save Megan's life." He nodded and we walked in.

                                       *exactly two weeks later*

BEEP BEEP! I reached over and turned off my alarm clock. Today was the last day that Megan was on life support. Harry had gone back to live with her parents who still thought that their daughter was safe and sound and not in a hospital on possibly the last day of her life. I quickly got dressed trying not to cry, I had to be brave Megan would have wanted me to. When I was all ready I jumped in the car and headed for me and Harry's meeting point we had arranged ever since he went back to live with her parents. "Hey there" He said gloomily. "Hey buddy don't be sad everything is going to be fine I have a feeling today is the day." I said trying to sound optimistic which is hard when you're just as depressed as the person you're trying to comfort. "Yeah, whatever" Ever since our talk at the hospital his vocabulairy has consiscisted of those two words and if we're lucky he'll maybe address us by our names. He hasn't laughed or even smiled in days. I fear if Megan doesn't come back he'll committe suicide or become depressed. We drove in silence the rest of the way.When we finally got to the hospital which had become far too familiar for my liking. Over the past couple weeks it has become like my second home. We didn't even have to check in anymore they just had to see us we could walk right through. All the boys and I have been able to think about is her laying in that hospital bed we cancelled all our interviews and shows of course cause everyone thinks it's Harry in that hospital bed getting ready to die today, but it isn't its a poor innocent girl who got hurt because I couldn't control my feelings. There she is. I watch Harry walk over to her and gently touch her face or rather his face but never mind about that. The doctor says we have until 12:00 this afternoon to see if we could do anything before they are forced to shut off the machine. I wonder what she's thinking right now....

Megan's POV:


I wake up again in a white room filled with only the sound of my rapid breathing. Why did this keep happening always having the same dream but always ending in different but horrible ways? I feel trapped like I'm in a never ending loop, confined to watching my loved one killing me over and over again and never knowing the reason why. There he is again but this time we're on a bridge, it's dark and the only light is the moonlight.  He's eyes sparkle like the stars but I can tell they're full of hatred for none other then me. "Hello Megan. Thanks for meeting me here. You were always blinded by your love, it made you stupid though I can't figure out who your love is for. Is it that repulsive Liam or that putrid Zayn then again you could be two timing with Louis, though I always thought that Niall's innocent act was a bit on the shifty side so who knows?" He declared with a smile that makes your skin crawl even more then the Cheshire cat's does. "But Harry my love is for you it was always for you! How could you think that I could ever love anyone but you!" I said now sheading a few tears I tried to stop but they kept coming harder. This is driving me insane it's always the same plea, always the same ending. I get the message he doesn't love me or even care for me, just make this torture end! "You don't love me you lying minx, How could you lie to me like this! I gave you my heart and this is what I get." Now I was shaking my whole body become numb from crying so much and then they just stopped my sorrow so deep I couldn't even cry. I became mad how dare he accuse me of such things when I've watch him kill me over and over again! " How dare you! I gave you everything, you were my everything, I loved you no strings attached. I know you're going to kill me and honestly that would be better then having to suffer through this being accused and called such things by the one who matters the most to me most. So just kill me. I'm ready." I outstretched my arms showing that I was vulnerable, that he could take me out whenever he wanted. I waited and then he....

Harry's POV:

"Please baby don't leave me I love you, please wake up. We'll get through this together, I promise if you wake up I will never leave you ever again. You're my everything, just come back to me baby, please." I can't stand this constant waiting anymore I hate that I can't control this and the outcome. I hate that I can't protect her from her own mind I can't imagine what she's enduring right now. Several times over the past two weeks she has had a pained look on her face almost as if she was in excruciating pain, like she was dying. I looked up at the clock against my own will 11:59. I let out a loud sob I can't do this I gently knelt down and kissed her on the forehead and then on the mouth and turned away to find the doctor looking at me with sorrow. "I'm really sorry darling." He said and proceeded to unplug the machine. This was the moment of truth she could still possibly survive without life support, she may live. We only had to wait a minute or so and then her heartbeat started to decrease we were losing her. Then BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPP! She gone. "NO! SHE HAS TO LIVE SHE HAS TO!!!!!!!" I screamed. I started looking around frantically for a knife. Where were they. I slid down to the floor. Then I saw something shiny under the bed. I grabbed it and started making patterns on my arm watching the blood run down onto the floor. No one tried to stop me they knew this was my therapy. I knew eventualy they would make me stop but I didn't want to. The pain was soothing but still didn't get my mind off of Megan. Everything started to go dark when I heard something BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. Getting louder and louder. She's alive. I immediately stopped cutting. How could this be?


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