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.

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63. Cheating

Man. My head hurts. I sat up and saw that I was in a bed in a room that wasn’t mine. I looked down and realized I was naked. What the hell? I slowly looked over and saw the sleeping form of Zayn. I shot out of bed and started pulling on my clothes. What the hell happened? I had to get out of there. Before Zayn waked up or someone walked into his room. I was just pulling on my dress when Zayn’s eyes shot open and he saw me. I groaned inwardly.

“Damn it!” I muttered underneath my breath.

“Mikayla?” he said confused.

“Hey Zayn.” I sighed.

“What the hell happened last night?” he asked me.

“Well what does it look like. WE got drunk and then you know. No one can know about this. Zayn I swear if you tell Harry I am going to kill you. I won’t tell Kayla if you don’t tell Harry. Please Zayn. This is will ruin everything. I’m begging you.” I pleaded, talking fast and quiet.

“Mikayla, I won’t tell Harry. This was a mistake. I don’t even remember anything from last night so I guess we forget and hope that no one finds out.” Zayn said.

“Thanks Zayn. Oh and I gotta go. I’m in your apartment and if Harry wakes up before I’m back he’s going to think something is up. And I don’t want to be here when Kayla wakes up either. “I said after pulling on my jeans.

I kissed Zayn on the cheek and grabbed my purse and walked out. I quietly shut the door and was tiptoeing past Kayla’s room when the door opened, and my curly haired love of my life stepped out with his clothes wrinkled, hair disheveled, and guilt in his eyes. He saw me as soon as I saw him and then I saw anger, guilt and hurt fill his beautiful green eyes. I could feel the same emotions playing on my face.

“Harry?” I said at the same time as he said “Mikayla?”

“I can explain.” I said.

“So can I.” Harry told me.

“I was drunk. He was drunk also. Don’t be mad at him. Be mad at me. Things just happened Harry. There is nothing between me and Zayn. Nothing. It was just a drunken mistake.” I said.

“Zayn. That’s who you were with. Zayn. Out of all people Zayn. It always comes down to this. You choosing Zayn over me or Liam. The same thing happened two years ago. Remember that night? You broke my heart again. Not to mention the first time when you had chosen Liam over me. Apparently I’m just not good enough for you.” Harry said, his voice rising.

I stared at him with hurt eyes.

“Hazz, that was two years ago. I don’t love Zayn or Liam anymore that I do you. I love you Hazz. Not them. Please Harry. And you did something too didn’t you?” I said, remembering where he came from.

A guilty look passed so fast on his beautiful features I almost didn’t see it.

“You were with Kayla. Zayn’s girlfriend. Funny thing was I don’t remember her being drunk. Or you for that matter.” I said, recalling that they weren’t even at the bar with us.

“You weren’t even at the bar with the rest of us. You had gone back to the hotel because you had a migraine! I was drunk and people tend to do bad things when they’re drunk. But at least I had an excuse! You don’t. You were completely sober and so was Kayla. You know what? I can’t take this. We’re done Harry. It’s over. If you can’t refrain from sleeping with other girls when you have a girlfriend, who apparently you loved since you first met me. We’re over Harry. Oh and by the way you were the one I was hoping to spend the rest of my life with. You helped me through almost everything in my life. You were there for me. I loved you more than myself. Now I don’t know how I feel about you Harry. I’m going back to our apartment to get your stuff and then I’m going to drop it off at Louis’ then you stay out of my life Harry. I don’t want to see you unless it is totally necessary. Oh and I’m mad at myself just as much as I am mad at you. Bye Harry.” I said, tears running freely down my face.

I walked down the stairs of Zayn’s loft and was pulled back by a hand.

“Mikayla wait.” Harry said.

“No. I’m done waiting. I’m done running away. I’m done hurting people and myself. I just need to be alone. Goodbye Harry.” I choked out.

I pulled away from Harry and he didn’t try and stop me again. My heart hurt sank a bit when he didn’t try and stop me for a second time. I opened the door, tears pouring down my face, and slammed it shut. I ran upstairs to my apartment and gathered everything of Harry’s. When I reached for his blazer that he wore all the time, something fell out. I stopped and stared at the object. A sleek black velvet box had fallen out. Only one thing could be inside a box like that. I picked it up and opened it slowly. The most gorgeous ring of all time sat there, sparkling only innocence.  It had a band of white gold and a purple amethyst circle in the middle of a heart of black diamonds. Two white diamonds sat beside the heart. I closed it quickly and placed the box back in Harry’s jacket. My heart hurt. That ring wasn’t for me. If it was for me then he wouldn’t have cheated on me and I wouldn’t have cheated on him. It was for someone else. I just knew it. He didn’t love me. He was just playing with my heart. I packed up everything of Harry’s and went upstairs to put the boxes in Louis’ apartment. I rang the doorbell and Louis answered. He took one look at my face and ushered me inside without a single question.

I sat the boxes down and Louis pulled me into a hug. He held me like this for a long time. He didn’t ask questions, he didn’t talk, he just held me there. I cried my heart out, soaking his striped t-shirt. When I had no more tears left in me and I was just sitting there, Louis finally asked me what was wrong.

“I’m done with Harry.” I replied, my voice breaking.

“Why? What happened?” Louis asked me with a confused and surprised look on his face.

“Well to start out with we both cheated on each other. I had gotten extremely drunk last night and then I woke up in bed with Zayn who also was drunk. We both knew it was a big mistake and it meant nothing so I tried to sneak out when I caught Harry sneaking out of Kayla’s room with his clothes wrinkled and everything. He wasn’t drunk Louis. Neither was Kayla. They slept together and now I’m done with him. He isn’t part of my life anymore.” I sobbed.

“Mik. He was drunk. Last night he went to a different bar with me, Kylie, and Kayla. Zayn, Liam, Lilly, Niall, and you were at a different bar than we were. He got drunk and so did Kayla. But that also didn’t give him the right to sleep with another girl. I mean especially Kayla who is Zayn’s girlfriend. But that also doesn’t mean that you should’ve slept with Zayn either. You both are at fault and you both need to make up.” Louis replied, gently.

Harry was drunk? Well that made things a little bit easier. At least he didn’t cheat on me while sober. 

“It doesn’t matter. I’m done with him. I’m done hurting him and myself. We just weren’t meant to be Lou. Harry and I we just don’t work. We’ve tried to be together like three times already and it hasn’t worked out. I’m done with him.” I said again.

“But Mik you are going to have to work with him. Plus the fans still think you are dating. How are you going to make things work?” Louis asked me.

“I don’t know Louis. I just don’t know. All I know is that he loves another girl and it’s not me and I am either going to quit singing or just stay as far away from him as possible.” I said.

“Wait. Why do you think he loves another girl?” Louis asked me.

Oh damn it. I let slip that I saw the ring. Well I might as well tell him.

“When I was picking up Harry’s blazer a box fell out. It had a ring in it and I know it wasn’t for me.” I said to him, my voice fading.

“Show me.” Was all Louis said.

I got up off the couch and pulled out Harry’s blazer and pulled out the black velvet box. I handed it to Louis and he gasped.

“Mik. This wasn’t for another girl. It was for you. He told me he was going to ask you to marry him soon.” Louis told me, seriousness in his blue eyes.

“I’ll only believe that from Harry.” I said.

“But you aren’t talking to him.” Louis asked.

“That’s right. SO I guess I’ll never know. And I don’t want to know. Just don’t tell him I found the ring.” I said.

“I won’t. Where are you going?” Louis promised me.

“I’m going back to my flat. I need some ice cream and alone time. Tell Harry this is all of his stuff.” I said and went back to my flat.

*Harry*

I woke up to find a girl laying on me. I looked down and she had brown hair. Not the blonde I was expecting. That means that I wasn’t in bed with Mikayla. I moved out of bed and the girl woke up and looked up at me.

“Kayla?”

“Harry?” we both said.

“This was a mistake and we can’t tell anyone about it.” I told her and she nodded and started to get dressed. I pulled on my trousers and buttoned up my shirt not caring if it was on straight. I needed to get out of there fast. All I remember was that I was drunk at a bar with Louis, Kylie, and Kayla. Then it was all a blur of alcohol. I finished getting dressed and went to go open the door. I slowly and quietly shut the door and looked up to find the blonde I had been looking for.

“Harry?” she said at the same time as I said “Mikayla?”

“I can explain.” she said.

“So can I.” I told her.

“I was drunk. He was drunk also. Don’t be mad at him. Be mad at me. Things just happened Harry. There is nothing between me and Zayn. Nothing. It was just a drunken mistake.” she said.

My eyes widened. Zayn! She was with Zayn. Again. I felt like my head was being rammed by a bull and my heart just split again.

“Zayn. That’s who you were with. Zayn. Out of all people Zayn. It always comes down to this. You choosing Zayn over me or Liam. The same thing happened two years ago. Remember that night? You broke my heart again. Not to mention the first time when you had chosen Liam over me. Apparently I’m just not good enough for you.” I said, my voice rising.

I didn’t care how much anger I let seep into my words. Mik stared at me with hurt eyes.

“Hazz, that was two years ago. I don’t love Zayn or Liam anymore that I do you. I love you Hazz. Not them. Please Harry. And you did something too didn’t you?” she replied.

I didn’t answer but I knew a guilty look passed on my face.

 “You were with Kayla. Zayn’s girlfriend. Funny thing was I don’t remember her being drunk. Or you for that matter.” she said.

“You weren’t even at the bar with the rest of us. You had gone back to the hotel because you had a migraine! I was drunk and people tend to do bad things when they’re drunk. But at least I had an excuse! You don’t. You were completely sober and so was Kayla. You know what? I can’t take this. We’re done Harry. It’s over. If you can’t refrain from sleeping with other girls when you have a girlfriend, who apparently you loved since you first met me. We’re over Harry. Oh and by the way you were the one I was hoping to spend the rest of my life with. You helped me through almost everything in my life. You were there for me. I loved you more than myself. Now I don’t know how I feel about you Harry. I’m going back to our apartment to get your stuff and then I’m going to drop it off at Louis’ then you stay out of my life Harry. I don’t want to see you unless it is totally necessary. Oh and I’m mad at myself just as much as I am mad at you. Bye Harry.” Mikayla cried, tears running freely down her face.

She was hurt. I was hurt. I broke her heart. She broke my heart. I watched her run down the stairs and I went after her. I couldn’t let her go away again. I grabbed her arm just as she reached the door.  

“Mikayla wait.” I said.

“No. I’m done waiting. I’m done running away. I’m done hurting people and myself. I just need to be alone. Goodbye Harry.” she choked out.

I watched her as she left Zayn’s flat. I stood there for a while before I left also. I went to Louis’ flat and went back to my old room where I had been living until I moved in with Mik. I heard the door open a little while later and I heard Louis come in. I heard the T.V. get turned on and then the doorbell rang.

I heard crying and boxes being set down. Mikayla must be here. I listened to her cry and then it faded into just sobbing with no tears. Finally I heard Louis talking to her explaining that I was drunk I just went to another bar. I thanked Louis silently because she never gave me a time to explain. Then I heard her say something that made me listen.

“I don’t know Louis. I just don’t know. All I know is that he loves another girl and it’s not me and I am either going to quit singing or just stay as far away from him as possible.” Mikayla said.

“Wait. Why do you think he loves another girl?” Louis’ voice asked her.

“When I was picking up Harry’s blazer a box fell out. It had a ring in it and I know it wasn’t for me.” she said to him, her voice fading.

“Show me.” Was all Louis said.

I heard rummaging and Louis gasping.

 “Mik. This wasn’t for another girl. It was for you. He told me he was going to ask you to marry him soon.” Louis told her.

She had found the ring that I was going to give her on her 19th birthday in three months. The one I was going to give her when she said yes to marry me.

“I’ll only believe that from Harry.” I heard her say.

“But you aren’t talking to him.” Louis asked.

“That’s right. SO I guess I’ll never know. And I don’t want to know. Just don’t tell him I found the ring.” Mikayla said.

“I won’t. Where are you going?” Louis told her.

 “I’m going back to my flat. I need some ice cream and alone time. Tell Harry this is all of his stuff.” She said. I heard the door open and slam shut.

Mikayla had found the ring. She found it. And she though it was for some other girl. Man she was oblivious. That was why I loved her.

“Harry. You can come down now. I know you were up there listening.” Louis called.

Damn. How’d he know?

“Coming Lou.” I replied and walked downstairs to find him standing with the ring in his hand.

“I’m mad at you. First, why didn’t you tell me you were going to propose to her? Second, why did you sleep with Kayla? Third why didn’t you stop her? She is thinking about giving up singing because she doesn’t want to get hurt anymore.” Louis said.

“One I was going to but I never got the chance. Second I was drunk and I didn’t mean to. She slept with Zayn! SO we both are at fault not just me. Third I did try. She pulled away from me and I let her go. Louis this is messed up. I love her. A lot. And she doesn’t love me anymore. Lou what am I going to do? I messed up again.” I said, sitting down on the couch and putting my head in my hands.

“Harry, just give her some space. Oh and by the way Kylie said yes. She and I are going to get married in three weeks.” Louis told me.

What? My best bud is going to get married in three weeks?

“Congratulations Lou! I’m happy for you mate.” I said, grateful for the change of subject.

“Thanks mate. Oh and would you do me the honor of being my best man?” Louis asked me.

“Why wouldn’t I? It’s for my best friend’s wedding! I can’t believe you’re going to get married.” I exclaimed.

“Well I love Kylie and she loves me and she is the girl for me. I mean she is smart, funny, and likes to have fun.” Louis replied.

“I know mate. I’m happy for you. I just wish I had what you have Lou. You don’t know how much I wish I had that.” I said, slapping Lou on the back.

“Just give her space. Harry she still loves you. If she didn’t do you think she would be crying over ice cream right now? Harry if you want I’ll talk to her again soon. But I can’t force her to. But listen to her. Don’t be mad at Zayn. Or Kayla. She would break even more if you were because she would’ve caused it. So don’t be. I don’t want Mikayla like this and I know you don’t either.” Louis said.

“I know Lou. Thanks and it would help if you talked to her. Thanks. I’m going to go get some rest. I’m knackered.” I mumbled and went back to my room.

I fell onto my bed with a huge sigh and fell asleep looking at a picture of Mikayla and I. She had a smile on her face and I was kissing her cheek. She looked surprised and happy. I smiled at the memory. I shut my eyes and fell asleep to battle the hangover I was having.

 

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