Body Switch (Zayn Malik)(FINISHED!)

Ch. 11: Perrie

-Amy's POV-

I woke up to Zayn’s phone ringing. Paul was calling. I answered groggily, “Hello?”

“Mind telling me about the pictures of you and some blonde girl at dinner and then at a hotel?” he asked trying to not sound strained, wanting to hear my side before getting too upset.

“That’s my friend Amy. We went out to dinner, and then we hung out at my hotel for a bit. Nothing happened,”

“Rumors are flying about like crazy, Zayn. I thought you were staying with your family, not a hotel,” Paul said, obviously disapproving of me not letting him in on my plans.

“I uh, changed my mind. Sorry for forgetting to tell you,” I replied, scared. I never had to deal with paparazzi rumors, and I knew I would have to talk to Perrie about this too.

“Well don’t worry I suppose. Management will try to sort things out,” Paul sighed.

“Thank you,” I said

“You know I want you to be careful. All the boys. But at the same time I understand you need to try and live a normal life and sometimes it’s hard to,”

“Thanks for understanding Paul,” I said smiling

There was a knock on my door and I hung up with Paul to go answer it.

          My body walked in – it’s still weird to see myself while not actually being my self – and Zayn sat down on my bed, taking off a new jacket he must have bought, revealing a new top as well. “Major hotel rule – don’t just open the door. Check the peep hole first,” he said

“Right, sorry,”

“I came over early to help you shave, since you’re too sissy to do it,” he said with a grin

“I’m not too sissy, I just have never shaved a face before!”

“Come here,” he said leading me to the bathroom.

          He rubbed shaving crème all over my face and turned around to wash his hands off. I looked in the mirror and laughed a little. He looked up from the sink and asked, “What?”

“I look funny,”

“Hey!” he said turning around, flicking the dripping water from his hands at me.

“What!” I giggled

“You’re in my body and you said you look weird!?”

“Yes!” I said defiantly, and wiped some shaving crème from my face and smeared it on his.

“Oh really?” he said with a smile, grabbing the can.

“Kidding!” I screamed and ran away before he could spray me with more crème.

The room wasn’t big and he trapped me in the corner by the door.

“Kidding, Zayn, kidding! Don’t!” I pleaded between giggles

“Alright, but just because I’m a nice guy,” he said turning around.

“Thank y-“ I was cut off by him facing me once more and spraying it in my face.

“Oh nu uh!” I exclaimed and ran over, taking advantage of the fact that his body was bigger than mine, and now backing him into the corner of the bathroom. I took a handful of shaving crème from my face and rubbed it all over my freckled green-eyed face as Zayn scrunched it up.

“Ha!” I said with a successful smile.

He glared at me before wiping it off and smearing all over the green tee shirt I was wearing.  I was about to say something when I heard his phone ring. He ran to get it and I had to stop him from answering it.