Crashing into Harry(A One Direction fan fiction)

Mikayla Alexandra Patterson is the daughter of a popular news anchor. When she has to fill in for her mother for an interview, she has no idea she has the interview One Direction. Before all this, Mikayla meets Harry by crashing into him. She keeps crashing into him. Each time sparks fly. What happenes next? Especially since she starts to fall for Liam. And what if her new best friend starts to fall for her too? Then Mikayla's perfect world with One Direction crumbles down when she gets a call. Heartbreak, love, trustworthiness, saddness, and despair all play a huge factor in this compelling fan fiction about One Direction.


61. After the Date and a Photoshoot

After our date, Harry and I went home. It was weird to call it that. It’s been forever since I’ve had a place I was able to call home.  My home was with my family.

“I think my flat has been stolen by Louis and Kylie so can I stay with you?” Harry asked me, and I smiled.

“Why wouldn’t you be able too? It’s not like you wouldn’t even if your flat wasn’t stolen.” I said, taking my keys out to unlock my door.

“True but I wanted to ask just in case.” Harry said, smiling at me.

“Well I think Lills is staying with Niall tonight so we have the flat to ourselves.” I said, stopping to think about that for a moment.

I succeeded in opening up my door and Harry walked in beside me.

“Don’t you need your stuff?” I asked him, when I realized he had nothing here.

“Nah. Since when do I ever sleep in pajamas?” Harry grinned and winked at me.

“I don’t think so. You better have pants on tonight.” I said and Harry pouted.

“I’m going to get changed out of these clothes.” I announced and started to walk to my bedroom.

“Can I come?” Harry said and I smiled.

“Sure. If you want don’t want to live.” I told him.

“I don’t care.” Harry called to me.

“Hmm. I don’t think so. Don’t worry I’ll be back in less than ten minutes. Why don’t you pick a few movies to watch?” I yelled back to him.

“Fine!” I heard Harry sigh.

I smiled again and slipped inside my closet. I grabbed a shirt surprisingly it was one of Harry’s. I grabbed a pair of cotton shorts and changed real quick. I went to the bathroom and took off my make up and ran a brush through my hair. After I was done, I walked back downstairs to where my boyfriend was doing god knows what.

“What in the world are you doing?” I asked Harry. He was looking through something.

“Just looking through this.” Harry replied, and held up a scrapbook. It was the one that I had been given by my mother. It was a collection of pictures of me and Harry before the accident.

“I forgot all about that.” I said, and went to go sit by Harry to look through it.

“I love this picture. I wonder how they were even able to take it. No one knew of our hideout.” I said pointing to the one where Harry and I were laying underneath our willow tree just talking. The sun was setting and the light was bathing us. It was my favorite.

“I know. It’s my favorite too. Well actually this one is.” Harry said and pulled out his phone. He searched through his gallery and clicked on one picture. He showed me and I grinned. It was one where Harry had kissed my cheek and my face had a pleased and surprised look on it.

“Thanks Hazza. You surprised me that day.” I said, and kissed his cheek.

When I pulled away Harry didn’t let me go. He instead proceeded to kiss me fully on the lips. When I pulled away, I smirked at his face.

“Movies. I’ll go get popcorn.” I said, and pointed at my DVD collection. Finding a box of popcorn, I shoved a packet into the microwave and pressed the time. It popped and gave me a beat. I decided to be a child and dance with the popcorn. When it was done, I pulled it out, poured it into a bowl and walked back inside the living room. Harry was over at my DVD shelf and chose one.

“Love Actually?” I said, smiling.

“We can watch a horror if you’d like?” Harry defended his choice.

“Touché.” I said and waited for Harry to put the movie in. I turned the TV on and pressed play before proceeding to lie down on Harry’s lap. We watched this movie, talking quietly about it. Then Harry put in another and we watched that one. Apparently I had fallen asleep halfway through the third one, and I woke up when Harry had put me down in bed.

“Did I fall asleep?” I asked him, drowsily.

“No you were wide awake. I just felt like carrying you to bed.” Harry said, and then rolled his eyes.

“Sorry!” I said, and patted the bed next to me.

Harry went into the bathroom and came out in just his boxers. I sighed silently and he climbed into bed. I then got comfy by laying my head on his chest and his arm wrapped around my shoulders. The duvet was pulled over the two of us and I fell asleep soon after that.

“Aww look at the two lovebirds.” I heard whispering above me and Harry.

“I wonder what they got up to last night?” said Louis not at all trying to be quiet.

“Lou! Shut up! They’re sleeping!” said Kylie, her voice giving away that she had a smile on her face.

“What? Am I not allowed to think about things my friends do?” Louis protested. I heard a smack and Louis’ exclamation of pain. Kylie must have slapped Louis.

“I told you to shut up!” Kylie sad in a hushed voice.

“You know if you wanted us to remain asleep you wouldn’t have come in here anyway!” I spoke up, startling Kylie and Louis.

“Hi there! So how was your night?” Louis said after collecting himself.

“It was great until someone woke me up.” I glared at Louis pointedly.

“By great do you mean great?” Louis said, waggling his eyebrows in a suggestive way.

“Kylie can you get him to stop talking about my love life?! Please!” I whined, looking over at his girlfriend.

“Lou shut up! Leave the poor girl alone!” Kylie said, and pushed Louis away from the room.

“Thanks Kyles! I owe you one!” I called to Kylie’s retreating figure.

She turned around and winked at me. I smiled and turned back around to see if Harry was awake. The boy was still asleep after everything that just went on. I envy him and Zayn really. They could sleep for ages and through anything. I wonder how they did it. I sighed knowing I wasn’t going to be able to get back asleep so I stood up, careful not to jostle the bed too much. I didn’t want Harry to wake up because he deserved and needed his sleep. I slid into the bathroom and pulled through the tangles in my messy blonde hair. Afterwards, I left my room and grabbed a bowl and a random box of cereal.  A magazine was laying on the table and I grabbed it. It had a picture of us on it. Well a picture of the boys and then I was cut into the picture considering I never actually had been to a photo shoot. I flipped through it and read the magazine. It was just about random facts about all of us.

“You could be the greatest! You could be the best!” my phone rang the Hall of Fame by the Script.

I searched for it listening to my ringtone. I loved that song. It was inspiring and just a great song.  When I finally found it my phone was about to send whoever was calling to my voicemail.

“Hello?” I said, hitting answer last minute.

“Hello Mikayla.” Simon’s voice said over the phone.

“Hello Simon.” I said, happily. It had been a while since I talked to Simon.

“So how’s everything going?” he asked me.

“It’s been good. I think we all are pretty happy to be home and on break. Touring is hard work.” I told Simon.

“I bet.” He replied laughing.

“Yeah. So what’s up?” I asked, wondering why he called.

“You are probably wondering why I called.” He said, and I smiled.

“Yeah I kinda am.” I said, laughing.

“Well I called for two reasons. One is that I saw in the magazines and it’s all over the news that you and Harry have begun dating and have already announced it.” Simon’s voice, had accusation ringing in it.

“Yeah. I meant to call you about that but the press just got to me and I was tired of them asking idiotic questions. So I just told them that Harry and I were dating and they would’ve known that anyway because Harry had kissed me.” I explained, a bit guiltily.

“I wasn’t mad. I was disappointed that you didn’t call me first.” Simon said.

“Oh well then sorry.” I apologized relieved he wasn’t mad.

“It’s ok. The next thing- you guys have a photo shoot today. It’s at three. The photographers want all of you there including Kylie, Kayla, and Lilly. I also want to meet Miss Lilly.” Simon said, and I grinned.

“Ok. I was just thinking about how I hadn’t been in a photo shoot before you called.” I said.

“Well today you will be. So be there at 2 and I’ll meet you all there. I’ll have a car sent to pick you all up.” Simon said.

“Thanks. Ok. Bye Uncle Si!” I told him.

“Bye Mikayla” Simon said and then the phone went dead.

My first photo shoot. Now it was time to go wake everybody up and tell them about our plan for the day.

*2 o’clock*

“Uncle Si!” the boys all said and ran to Simon who just walked into the room.  The girls and I sat back and waited for this event to get going.

“Miss Lilly Evans.” Simon called and Lilly looked at me brushing her hair back.

I gestured for her to go. She got up and walked over to Simon. He stuck out his hand and she shook it.  They talked for awhile and then she came back.

“Okay! I need One Direction to come with me please!” said a perky photographer who had stuck her head out the door.

The boys and I stood up and I was stopped by the girl when I tried to enter.

“Um where are you going? I said One Direction only.” The girl chirped.

I heard the boys snicker behind me and Louis say to Zayn, ”This is going to be fun to watch.”

“Honey, I am in One Direction.” I told her, bending down to look her in the eye.

“No you’re Harry’s girlfriend not in One Direction.” Said the girl.

“Sweetie, does it look like I’m just Harry’s girlfriend?” I said, sweetly.

“Yes. Now go sit back down and wait until I’m done with the shoot.” She said, her voice getting higher.

“Okay. Yeah I don’t think so. I’m part of One Direction.” I said, making my voice drip with sweetness.

“Prove it.” The girl argued.

I sighed like it troubled me. It didn’t because now I can prove to this biatch that I’m better than what she thinks.

“Fine. What song?” I said, sighing and rolling my eyes.

“Umm More Than This.” She said and I turned to the guys.

“Sing with me?” I asked them and then smiled at their faces.

They all were trying so hard not laugh their heads off at this confrontation. Liam nodded and all of a sudden the music to More Than This started playing.

*About an hour later*

“SO that was fun!” I said, cheerily.

“Yeah it was. But not as fun as watching you argue with that overly fake girl.” Liam commented and the boys agreed.

“Thank you! Thank you! It was quite fun.” I said, and bowed slightly.

The photo shoot was fun. We were told to do natural things at first then she had us do poses. It was awesome. I leaned back in the limo and sighed in happiness. I loved my life.



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