My head hurts like hell and my body feels weird. I remember falling asleep to the songs of a band called Arctic Monkeys. My eyes are still closed as I do my daily mental routine. I keep my eyes closed and feel all my senses like I always do, before actually waking up. I like to make sure that my brain's ready to wake up, and that my body parts are ready to get up. I do this every morning, just so I won't feel forced to live.
Inhale... Exhale.
Feel your pulse.
Inhale... Exhale.
My name is Constance and I will be better than I was yesterday.
Inhale... Exhale.
Feel your existense. Want to be productive. Want to be useful. Want to not be a waste of space.
Inhale...
Why does it smell like cigarettes and mint?!
Focus.... Inhale. Exhale.
Be aware of your surroundings...
This morning I woke up before my alarm has sounded. My eyes were still closed, but I didn't want to go back to bed. I was in a sitting position, still trying to meditate.
The bed feels different and the air's much colder than its usual temperature.
I couldn't help it anymore, so I opened my eyes.
WHERE THE HELL AM I?!
A/N Hi guys!!! I'm Kelly :) (twitter: @headbitchnarry). I wrote this story one month ago and my friends persuaded me into posting it online. This is an AU. The main guy in the story isn't a band member or anything in this story.
Also, there's a fanfic that's quite similar to this fanfic, it's called "I've switched bodies with Zayn Malik" or something like that. Note that my story's very different from that one, since this is an AU.
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