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.


9. Almost Time to Go Shopping

Mikayla! It's time to go." Zayn yelled up the stairs.


After the embarrassing TwitCam, my Twitter notifications blew up my phone. I had like 3,000 new followers. Plus about a million new messages. Not all of them were good and caring. Here are some examples of the good and the bad:


@1DISDABEST: Stay away from them! You are the worst singer I have ever heard. And ur as ugly as a pile of dog poo.


That one wasn't so good.


@1dluvva2000:u r amazing @ItsKaylaMik. Keep on singing. And don’t straighten @Harry_Styles hair. His curls are a beauty!


That one was funny and it made me feel good.


"I'm coming Zayn!" I shouted and reapplied my mascara. Then I grabbed my purse and wallet and ran downstairs. On my way, I crashed into Niall. We rolled down the stairs. I heard Louis come up behind us and yell "That looks fun! I'm going to try it too." I heard him throw himself down the stairs.


I cannot believe he just did that.


"I'm sorry Niall. I wasn't watching where I was going. It's my fault." I apologized to him. When we rolled down the stairs, he had grabbed on to me and wouldn't let go. I don't know why. We stopped rolling and I was on top of him. He is the second person I was in top of today and it's not even 12:00 yet.


"Its okay, Mik. It's fine really. But you weigh a lot. I take it you like to eat just like me?" Niall said grinning at me.


"You caught me. I eat probably just as much as you do. We will have to have an eating competition sometime soon." I said.


"Definitely." Niall said and we laughed. His laugh was so adorable. I looked him in the eyes. For some reason it surprised me that he had blue eyes. Icy blue and clear. They were beautiful. I want those eyes.


Stop it. Stop it Mikayla Alexandra Patterson. You love Harry. You and him kissed.


But Zayn is such a dreamy and mysterious boy.


Well Niall is hilarious and so darn cute.


But you kissed Harry not Niall or Zayn and Harry was your best friend and you saved his life.


This is what it was like in my brain at that exact moment.


I heard someone clear their throat. I groaned inwardly, Harry again. He always shows up at the weirdest and most embarrassing moments. Niall sat up, and I fell to the floor. I stood up and brushed myself off.


"I'll see you later, Niall. And I'll hold you to your word. It would have to be soon." I said to Niall.


I began to walk off and Harry grabbed my arm.


"What Harry?" I said, a little rudeness seeping into my voice.


"Nothing." Harry said and let go of my arm.


Weird again. I walked away and started searching for Zayn.


"Zayn?" I called.


"Yeah babe?" Zayn said.


I followed his voice and found him in the kitchen. He had a sandwich in his hand and a glass of water in the other.


"You ready?" he said. I nodded and I looped my arm with his. We walked arm in arm to his car. The drive to the mall was quiet and comfortable. We made little conversation. The highlight of our drive was when I Want came on the radio.


"Give you this, give you that


Blow a kiss, Take it back


If I look inside your brain.


I would find lots of things


Clothes shoes diamond rings


Stuff that's driving me insane


You could be preoccupied


Different date, every night


You just got to say the word


But you’re not into them at all


You just want materials


I should know because I’ve heard


When girls say!" I sang as loud as I possibly could.


Zayn joined in and we freaked out a bicyclist when we passed him on the road. We had our windows down and basically everyone heard us. It was hilarious the looks we got from other people. When the song finished, we rolled up the windows so we wouldn't be attacked by a mob if they heard us.


"You know you are a very talented singer. You should try to sign with Syco or join our band." Zayn said, mentioning my singing.


"Zayn. I'm not that good. In fact apart from singing in the shower and at random times I've never sang in front of anyone or a group of people. I have stage fright. Extreme stage fright. But I'm not that good to sign with Syco or even join your band. I mean if I join then it won't be a boy band. It would be five boys and a girl." I replied to his comment.


"Mikayla! You are an amazing singer. You deserve to be in our band or being able to sign with Syco. You shouldn't be telling yourself that. Also I used to have stage fright too. But then I got up on stage and I realized it was fun. It just takes work to get over. Think about it. You should really try to." Zayn said, glancing at me.


"Thanks Zayn. Hey why were you acting so weird when I tackled you and then Harry walked in and you turned all cold and walked away?" I asked, changing the subject. I looked at Zayn. He wouldn't look at me. "Zayn!" I said.


"What?" he asked, trying to avoid the subject.


"Zayn, I know something happened. You aren't like that. Why did you do that? Tell me. Please." I begged him.


Zayn said and went silent. I sat in my seat, dejected. Why wasn’t anyone telling me anything?


"Harry told us. Well by us I mean me, Niall, Liam, and Louis. He told us to stay away from you. By that I mean like trying to make you fall for us. He really liked you. No wait he loves you. We all do but he like really loves you. He told us that he wants you. That’s why whenever he showed up we walked away or just stopped whatever we were doing and walked away from you. I didn't want to do that. But we all made a bromise." Zayn said, not looking at me.


HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!!! I am going to kill a certain Mister Harry Edward Styles. That boy was going to be dead.


"Zayn. I won't tell anyone you told me but I have an idea. It's not fair that you and the rest of the boys have to stay away from me. We need to make Harry jealous. I think I should fake date one of you guys." I said, and turned and grinned evilly at Zayn.


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