You live my life *complete*

One Direction is the biggest band in the world. Well, it used to be.
It's been one year since the band is over. Niall and Harry had an argument which causes the end of the boys band. But what if Niall and Harry meet again one day, at random, and they end living each other's life? Could the weirdest incident ever fix their friendship?


3. Living a nightmare


Niall's POV

We told Simon we would think about reuniting the band. I really would like it to happen but after what happened and the way Harry behaves, I know it would never be the same again.

We walked out of his office all together. Once we were in the lift, the atmosphere deteriorated.

"You can think about it as long as you want, but I will never get back in the band if you are in," Harry said sharply, looking at me with anger.

"I was thinking the exact same thing!" I spat at him.

"Guys, please! Make an effort! For us. We all know what happened was stupid. We all are missing each others," Liam pleaded.

"Yeah. What happened was stupid. Want to know what was even more stupid?" I asked them. "Harry's behaviour afterwards. I don't want to have to deal with Harry anymore. Sorry, guys," I yelled before rushing out of the lift. I heard Harry's angry voice bursting out in the hall but I didn't get a word.

I walked out of the building and took the underground to go to the airport. I was sitting in front of a man who must be aroung forty. He kept staring persistently at me. Why? I touched where Harry's head knocked mine. I felt a bump. Great! Then, the man stood up to walk out. But he turned toward me.

"You better nurse that bump." He advised me, pointing out at it. I nodded and he walked away.


*Later that day*


I finally got back home. It was late and all I wanted to do was sleeping. I went into the bathroom and looked at my reflection. I saw the bump on my forehead had turned purple. I gave a gasp of horror. I spent the day in London for nothing and I came back with a huge bump on my head. It wasn't my best day. I did my best to nurse it but it didn't work so I went to sleep.




Harry's POV


I woke up the next day at the sound of my alarm clock. Hang on... I don't work today. Why is it ringing? I switched it off and tried to go back to sleep. But I was awake and I knew I wouldn't sleep again. I stood up and looked around me, surprised. Since when is my bedroom painted in blue? I must still be half-asleep. I walked into the bathroom, looked in the mirror.... and screamed. I fell on the ground, my hands over my face. I rushed back into my room and looked for my phone. I dialed the only number I knew by heart and waited. Someone answered.

"What have you done?!" I yelled.

"What are you talking about? And who are you?" I heard the voice said.

"Get up! Now! And go into the bathroom! Hurry up!" I heard the sound of footsteps.

"Aaaaaarrrrgghhh!" he screamed, letting go of the phone.

"Be careful with the phone!" I shouted.

"What...What happened?" he stuttered.

"I have absolutely no idea. But we have to fix it as soon as possible." I hung up.

I went back into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror.

All I was seeing was Niall's reflection. No curls, no green eyes, no dimples. Just straight blond hair and blue eyes. I was Niall. And he was Harry. He was me. This is a total nightmare.

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