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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37. Goodbye One Direcion:(

“Happy Birthday Mikayla!” Five extremely familiar British and Irish voices screamed in my ear.

I grinned and opened my eyes to see my boys grinning like idiots above me. I sat up and just grinned. It was my 18th birthday today. And I get to wake up to the best present ever. One that was given to me about six months ago. One Direction.

If someone told me when I was younger that I would be going on tour with One Direction and be best buddies with all of them, I would have laughed in their face and said,”Yeah when pigs fly.” Seriously. I would have never thought I was going to be lucky enough to live my life the way it is now. We had been in D.C. for two days and had performed two concerts in those two days. Today was a day off and my 18th birthday!

“Morning boys.” I said finally.

“We have something for you!” Niall said, in an extremely giddy tone.

“You know you don’t have to buy me anything! I have stuff and more stuff.” I said, not at all shocked that they had gotten me something. I told them that I didn’t want anything for my birthday, that being there with them was enough but do they listen? I don’t think so.

“ I know. But it’s your 18th birthday! It is a reason to celebrate! Come on. Let us spoil you!” Zayn said.

“But you boys already do!” I complained as they dragged me out of bed and into the front room of our suite.

Five boxes were laying on the table. Each one was wrapped in a different color.  They forced me down onto the couch and I just shut up because my words were useless against them.

“Here!” Louis said and he shoved a box in my hand.

I looked down and held the small box that was wrapped in bright red wrapping paper and had a big bow on it. I sat that present down and tore off all the bows on the presents first. I then put a bow on Harry, Liam, Zayn, Louis, and Niall.

“There. You are my presents. I don’t want anything else.” I said, happy with my idea.

“Nope. Too bad. Your presents come with more presents. Open them before ewe open them for you!” Harry growled playfully.

“Fine!” I whined and I picked up the box.

I tore the paper and held in my hand another box. I opened the lid and smiled. Inside was a charm. It was a red heart with the letters L.T. in the center written in white fancy writing.

“Louis! I love it!” I gasped.

“Open it.” He said and just grinned at me.

“I opened the charm and there was a picture of me with Louis that we had taken the other day. It was a picture of Louis and I acting all weird like normal.

“Thanks’ Lou!” I said and hugged him.

“Now mine.” Niall said and he handed me a green wrapped box.

I tore the paper off that one without any encouragement and it was another box. I lifted the lid and took out another charm. This one was a green heart with the letters N.H. in white fancy writing. I opened it and found the picture of Niall and me in New York before the accident.

I hugged Niall and picked up the purple one.

“Liam?” I asked.

Liam nodded smiling.

I tore it open and found a purple heart with the letters L.P. written in silver fancy writing. I opened it to find a picture that had been taken a long time ago of both of us.

I stood up to hug Liam and I wrapped my arms around him. It felt good. It reminded me of the days when we were ‘fake dating’.

“This one’s mine.” Harry said and handed me the blue box.

I took it from him and opened it to find another charm. It was a silver heart with the letters H.S. written in gold fancy writing. I slowly opened the charm to find two pictures. The first one was a recent photo. It was me and Harry wearing beanies and linking arms. The other was a picture of Harry and me when we were younger. A lot younger. I smiled as I ran my finger over it. It was a picture of me and Harry when we were seven.

“Where did you get this picture?” I asked him.

“I called my mum and she had some. It took a while to find it but she found them.” Harry replied with a small smile.

“Thanks Hazz.” I said and hugged him tight.

Then I grabbed the last one.

“Well obviously this one must be yours Zayn.” I said with a smile as I picked up the pink box.

“How did you know?” Zayn replied.

I tore it open and found a gold heart with the letters Z.M. in silver fancy writing. I opened it and saw a picture of Zayn and me wearing our nerd glasses.

I hugged Zayn. Zayn also handed me a silver charm bracelet for the charms. I immediately put all of them on the bracelet and admired it.

“Boys. I didn’t need these. You really shouldn’t have. But I love them. Thanks. And just so you know you boys are my favorite present ever.” I added.

“You’re welcome!” They all chorused. I smiled.

“So what’s planned for today?” I asked them.

“A surprise. Now get to your room and change into something nice. But not uncomfortable.” Louis said taking charge.

“Yes sir!” I said and fake saluted him.

I walked back to my room and chose clothes. I threw on a pair of skinny jeans that were black and had blue paint splotches all over it, a blue off the shoulder shirt and had One Direction’s signatures all over it, and my trusty pair of black Converse.  I brushed out my hair and let it fall in my face. I pushed it back with a black headband. Mascara and a tiny bit of eyeliner later I was ready. I grabbed my mini backpack and walked out the door.

“How’s this for nice but comfy?” I asked Louis.

“Amazing. Ok let’s go. Zayn grab the blindfold.”

“What! Blindfold! Louis” I said, whirling around.

Zayn caught me and held me down while a pair of hands tied a piece of cloth around my eyes.

“Guys! What is this for?” I whined.

“You’ll see.” Harry’s voice replied.

I was pulled by my arms to the door. I could tell Harry was pulling me because his hands are softer than the rest of the boys. I listened for any clue to where we were going. All I could hear was the elevator doors binging open and Harry leading me out the hotel and into a car. Then all there was was silence. It was broken by More Than This.

“I’m broken. Do you hear me? I’m blinded cause you’re the only thing I see. I’m dancing alone.” Sang Liam from my phone.  

“Ummm. Can someone hand me my phone?” I said and then I remembered that I had put it in my bra. No way was I letting anyone of them reach into my bra to get my IPhone.

“Where is it?” Harry asked.

“Never mind. I don’t need to answer it.” I replied quickly.

“But isn’t your More Than This ringtone Uncle Simon?” Harry said.

Damn it!

“Well we can let it go to voicemail. If it’s important he will call one of you boys.” I said.

“I don’t think so! Uncle Simon gets mad when we don’t answer. He gets worried too. You might want to answer it.” Harry warned.

Fine.

“Ok. Well Let me get it. Let go of my hands. Please.” I said.

“Why can’t one of us get it?” Harry asked. I could hear a smile creeping up his face.

“Because I don’t want anyone touching my phone.” I replied, gritting my teeth and pulling my hands away.

I grabbed my phone right of the last note of the ringtone. The boys burst out laughing.

“Shut up!” I yelled and swung wildly at them.

“Mikayla?” Simon said.

“I’m so sorry Uncle Si.” I apologized.

“Why?”

“Just don’t ask.”

“Okay. SO I called to say Happy Birthday! The boys have a fun day planned for you so be ready.”

“Can you give me a hint?”

“Nope. They made me promise not to.”

“Darn.”

“Oh and don’t forget to stop by the studio. I have something for you.”

“Uncle SI! You don’t have to get me anything!”

“Well too late.”

“The boys did the same thing to me.”

“Well they have kind hearts so expect it.”

“I know. I know. Anyway I have to go. You may or may not have a One Direction pretty soon here. Or at least as many members as you did before.”

“Okay. Well you can explain that to the press. Bye and Happy Birthday.”

“Bye Uncle SI.”

I hit End Call and slipped my phone back where it was. Then I tore off my blindfold and lunged for the first boy I saw.

A little while later I was pouting in my seat with my hands pinned down and the blindfold back on. They had ganged up on me and Louis had pinned me from behind when I was attacking Harry.

“You really shouldn’t do that. Your face could get stuck like that forever.” Teased Louis who in the process poked my cheeks.

I squirmed and tried to get free but Zayn and Harry kept me pinned.

“Thanks guys. I really wanted to be blindfolded and pinned against my will for my birthday.” I said, bitterly.

“Really? Than we really got want you wanted on the dot!” Niall said, sarcastically.

“Thanks Nialler.” I replied just as sarcastically.

I sat in silence for the rest of the trip, pouting. Then the car stopped.

“Where are we?” I asked.

“Well take off your blindfold and see.” Harry replied.

I slid off the blindfold, after they released my arms. And then I looked out the window of the limo. We were at a Fan merchandise shop in downtown D.C. Yesterday, we arrived in Washington D.C.

“Why are we here?” I said, and I turned to look at Harry.

“Just come on.” Harry said and we all walked into the store.

In the store was merchandise for like everything possible. We walked past Big Time Rush, Mickey Mouse, Betty Boop, and Victorious merchandise. It was crazy. That was just a part of what was in it. It turned out that we were going to the One Direction section.

“Why-“I was about to ask when Louis shushed me.

“WE wanted to show you the new line of One Direction products.” Louis said.

Then they all stepped aside. Behind them was obviously One Direction merchandise but it was a brand new line. I was in it! Every picture and poster had me!

“Oh my lord. When did you boys do this?” I asked.

I loved it. The thought of millions of fans buying things with me on it was incredible.

“Well when you agreed to be part of One Direction, we called Simon about new products. Then we took the pics of you and added them to the products. Since we haven’t actually had a photo shoot yet. Oh and by the way tomorrow we have a photo shoot.” Zayn replied.

“And the products came out when you and Zayn were in the hospital, so we have tried to keep it away from you since then. Because we wanted this to be a surprise for your birthday.” Liam finished.

“Well this is amazing. We have to get everything! I mean we have money so why not use some of it to buy this stuff. Tell me you boys have your own products?” I said, excitedly.

“Actually no we don’t.” Niall said.

“Are you serious? Well then come on. We have some serious buying to do!” I said and grabbed my wallet.

I began to scrutinize the products. I ended up choosing a hoodie that I got to customize, a pack of bracelets that had everyone’s name on it, a pack of buttons, and the Up All Night cd. My hoodie read,”Harry Styles

Zayn Malik

Louis Tomlinson

Liam Payne

Niall Horan

Mikayla Patterson” on the front and on the back,

“OR

Hazza!

Zayny!

Superman and Boo Bear

Daddy Direction

Nialler

Mik!”

 

“Hey boys. Lemme buy this and I’ll meet you at the limo.” I said.

“Kay. Don’t run off!” Harry said and they all left after Harry gathered everyone.

I smiled and grabbed five hoodies. They all read I<3Mik! On the front and Mikayla is my favorite member of One Direction! On the back. I brought my items to the register and rang the bell. A cutesy girl walked up and took one look at me and went into fan girl mode.

“OMG!! You are Mikayla Patterson from One Direction. Where are the others?” she said, in a high pitched voice.

“Hey. Nice to meet you. And they are outside. If you shush I’ll bring them back in here for autographs and photos. But first ring me up please.” I said, quietly.

“Okay okay!” she squealed.

“Hey quieter. That’s right. Shush!” I said, trying my hardest to shut her up.

“Okay. Hey no charge for you. For free!” she said.


Thanks-“I started to say and looked at her name tag. It read Cece. “Cece. I’ll be right back and can I have a bag?” I asked her.

“Yeah sure. I’ll be right here.” Cece said.

She handed me my bag and then I stuffed my stuff in it and walked outside.

“Boys. Back inside we have a fan and I promised her autos and pics. Also I have something for you. But I’ll give it to you after.” I said and walked back inside.

A little while later, we were back in the car after like a thousand pictures and autographs on everything.

“Okay boys. I have something for you. First close your eyes and take what I have when I give it to you.” I instructed.

“Fine.” They all said and shut their eyes.

I took out my hoodies and handed them theirs.

“Open.”

They opened and looked at the hoodies. Then read them. And then burst out laughing.

“Hey wanna see my hoodie?” I said after they all calmed down.

I stood up the best I could and showed them the front.

“Awesome!” Niall said.

“Wait! And now the back!” I said and turned around.

“That is cool. I love it Mik.” Louis said.

“That is awesome.” Niall said too.

“Thanks. Now where are we going?” I asked when I realized we weren’t at a stop anymore.

“A surprise. Again. Now how’d you like this surprise?” Harry asked me.

“I loved it! I can’t believe people will be buying things with us on it. Well us with me. If that makes any sense.” I replied.

“I’m glad you liked it because that isn’t even the best thing we have planned for you today.” Louis said with a gleam in his eyes that could only mean trouble.

Uh oh!

WE chatted about random things when my cell began to buzz. And it kept on buzzing.

“What in the world?” I said and pulled out my phone.

My Twitter and Facebook notifications were going crazy after five posts and Tweets made by five certain guys.

Here is what they said:

@Harry_Styles: Directioners! Today is a very special day for one of our members. @mikiepatterson

@Real_Liam_Payne: Hey! Happy Birthday to a very special girl in One Direction’s life. @mikiepatterson

@Louis_Tomlinson: @mikiepatterson Happy Birthday from your besties! And me! Your bestest friend of them all!

@NiallOfficial: Happy B-day to @mikiepatterson. 18 years old today!

@zaynmalik: Happy 18th b-day to my fav girl, @mikiepatterson

Same with Facebook. It was crazy.

“Boys. Are you serious? This is crazy. My notifications are blowing up! Thanks though. I appreciate it. And I need to change my Twitter name. Any ideas?” I exclaimed.

“You’re welcome! And how about-“Niall said.

“Oh what about @Mik_1Dluvva?” Louis said.

“I love it Lou! Ok that’s my new one. Oh and I created one for One Direction. It’s called @MikTheRealOne. You like?” I said.

“Ya. Oh we are here!” Harry said.

I looked out the window and saw that we were at the Verizon Center.

“Why are we here?” I asked, confused.

“Well you had said you loved Taylor Swift so we are here for her Speak Now tour.” Zayn said.

“OMG! This is going to be awesome! Well what are we waiting for?” I said, with a slight hint of squeal.

Harry laughed and got out of the parked car. Niall was already out and he was jumping up and down with excitement. Niall was also a Taylor Swift fan too.(I don’t know if he actually does.)

“Come on Niall!” I said, and looped arms with Niall and we skipped to the entrance which was extremely packed.

“Hoodies up. Sunglasses too!” I called and pulled up my hood. Niall did the same and I pulled on my Maui Jims. Didn’t want to get recognized here well at least not right now.

“This is going to be interesting.” Murmered Niall.

“Definitely. Get ready for some chaos Nialler.” I said and we pushed our way through the crowd. When we eventually got up to the guard at the door, we had to wait for Zayn, Louis, Harry, and Liam. When they finally got here, we had to tell the guard who we were. He let us through and then we went straight to the backstage area. Apparently, Simon had pulled a few strings and gotten us sold out backstage passes. I’ll have to call him later and thank him.

“One Direction!”  the Taylor Swift said.

“Taylor!” Zayn said.

“What’s up? Haven’t heard from you boys in a while and who may this be?” Taylor said giving each of them a hug and then reaching me.

“I’m Mikayla, the new member of One Direction. I’m a big fan.” I introduced myself.

“Well hello Mikayla.” Taylor said.

“You can call me Mik. That’s what the boys here call me anyway. Don’t know why.” I added.

“Great. SO you boys wanna perform also. Or at least want me too bring you out on stage after the concert?” she asked.

“Yeah. That’d be great.” Liam replied.

“Come on Niall. Let’s go get some food. I’m hungry.” I whispered, and he came along.

When we left, I saw Harry asking Taylor Swift something and she nodded yes. Hmmm. I wonder what he asked.

A few hours later, we left the center and walked downtown to a restaurant. It was a very fun concert. I loved getting up on stage and performing with Taylor Swift. It was awesome and she even said Happy Birthday to me and so did everyone at the Verizon Center. I smiled and sighed in happiness. This was truly the best birthday I’ve ever had.

“Hey let’s go to Olive Garden. I haven’t been there in forever.” I said.

“Okay. Where is it?” Louis said.

“Umm. Take a left and then it should be on the right. It should be on the next block so come on! It’s the never ending pasta bowl!” I said, and grabbed Louis’ arm and Niall’s arm  and began to run down the sidewalk.

“Hey wait up!” Harry, Zayn, and Liam yelled after they saw us running away.

“You snooze you lose! Hurry up!” I yelled back.

WE arrived at Olive Garden and sat down at a table after putting on our disguises. WE didn’t want to be recognized right now. I had on a brunette wig and blue contacts and a pair of non-prescription glasses. Harry had on a black wig and blue contacts also. Niall had on a brunette wig and brown contacts. Liam had on a blonde wig and a pair of glasses. Louis had on a fake mustache and a pair of green contacts. We looked utterly ridiculous. I tried my hardest not to laugh. A waiter came to our table and he was pretty cute. Our waiter had longish black hair, and a olive skin tone. His eyes had a slight sparkle to his blue eyes.

“Hello. My name is Justin. I’ll be your server today. What can I get you to drink?” Justin the cute waiter said.

“I’ll have a sweet tea.” Louis said.

“Same.” Zayn also said.

“Unsweetened tea” Harry said.

“Pepsi.” Niall said.

“Un sweetened tea.” Liam said.

“And for you pretty lady?” Justin said.

“I’ll have a Pepsi also.” I replied, a slight blush creeping up my face.

“I’ll be right back with your drinks and breadsticks.” Justin said and turned to leave. But before he left he winked at me. I smiled back.

I looked back at the guys and they were all staring at me.

“What?” I said, heat flying up my cheeks.

“He is so flirting with you.” Zayn said.

“Yeah I know. It’s horribly cheesy.” I retorted.

“Sure. Sure. I saw you smile back.” Zayn teased me.

“To be polite. Gosh.” I said.

“Sure. Sure you were.” Zayn said.

“Shut up okay.” I said.

“Fine.” Zayn said and sat back with a smile on his face.

Justin came back with our drinks and breadsticks.

“Thanks.” I said.

“You all ready to order?” Justin said and winked again at me.

“I think so. I’m going to have the never ending pasta bowl with the portabella sauce and the penne pasta.” I said.

“I’ll have the parmesan chicken.” Louis said.

“I’ll have the never ending pasta bowl with spaghetti and marinara sauce.” Niall said.

Figures. Niall is probably going to order like five bowls.

We finished ordering and about ten minutes later our food arrived. We began to dig in when my phone rang.

“Hey I’ll be right back. I gotta take this.” I said and left the table. I walked outside and answered the phone.

“Hello?”

“Is this Mikayla Patterson, daughter of Mikayla Patterson Senior?”

“Yes this is. Who is this?”

“This is Kevin, your mother’s lawyer. We need you to come to England right now.”

“Why?”

“Your mother had died of lung cancer.”

I took a sharp intake of breath. My mother was dead?

“How? When?”

“She went to the hospital last night and they discovered a Stage 4 lung cancer. She went home and died this morning. We have discovered her will and she has left everything tat she owns to you. You are now the sole owner of the station, all twenty four houses, all the cars, and the fortune. You are needed in England to sign for everything and for your mother’s funeral. We will be expecting you to be here in a week.”

“But I can’t. I’m on tour with One Direction. I’m a performer and part of the band.”

“Well it’s either that or loose everything your mother gave you. It will then go to your step-father.”

“Okay. I will be there in a week.”

“Goodbye Miss. Patterson.”

“Goodbye.”

I hung up and walked back into the restaurant.

“Who was it?” Harry asked me.

“Oh it was my friend Taylor. She was wishing me a happy birthday.” I lied.

“Oh ok.” Harry said and went back to his food.

We left the restaurant and went back to the hotel.

“Ok Mik. Time to get changed. You will find an outfit on your bed.” Louis said, taking charge.

“Where we going?” I asked.

“To a party.” Louis said.

“Okie dokie.” I said.

I walked to my room and found an adorable dress laying on my bed and a pair of to die for heels. Man these boys spoil way too much. It was a short dress that was tight at the top and poufy at the bottom. It was purple and had a black swirly design on the bodice. The heels were just to die for. I couldn’t even think about how much they cost. I loved my boys. But I’m going to have to leave them.

I slipped into the bath and fell asleep in the bubbles.

I woke up to a hand shaking me.

“Mik! Wake up!” a familiar British voice said.

“Harry?” I said, and blearily opened my eyes.

Then I realized where I was. I looked down and sighed with relief. Bubbles were still covering me.

“Hey. It’s almost time to go. And you aren’t dressed.” Harry said.

“Yeah. I know that. Obviously I’m not dressed.” I said.

“I can see that.” Harry said with a smirk.

“If you know what’s good for you, you will hand me my towel and get your curly head out of here or I’ll shave those gorgeous curls off.” I threatened.

“You think my curls are gorgeous?” Harry said, smirking.

I blushed furiously.

“No. But just get the heck out of my bathroom before I kill you.” I growled.

“Okay. Okay. But we are going to talk about my gorgeous curls later.” Harry said.

He walked out after handing me my towel.

“Bye Harry. I won’t see you in here anytime soon.” I said at his retreating figure.

I climbed out of the bath and pulled the drain. I wrapped the towel firmly wrapped around me. I dried off and pulled on my robe. I did up my hair into a fishtail braid that was wrapped around my head into a messily done bun. I added a black diamond comb into the top of the bun. A swipe of mascara and eyeliner and some pink lemonade flavored lip gloss my make up was done. Then I climbed into my dress and heels. I couldn’t reach the zipper so I walked back to the front room to see if one of them could zip up my dress. Harry was the only one in the front room.

“Hey Hazz. Can you zip up my dress?” I asked him.

“Yeah sure.” He said and turned around.

His jaw dropped. I smiled and walked to him.

“You like?” I said and twirled.

“Yeah. Mik you look stunningly beautiful.” Harry replied.

He took my hand and spun me around. He put his hands on my waist and I put mine around his neck. We danced in the front room. It ended when I almost tripped on the carpet. Harry caught me and pulled me back up. Our faces were extremely close. I looked into his eyes and the space between our lips disappeared.

Behind us someone cleared their throat. We jumped apart and I saw Niall standing there in a black suit with a green tie, looking extremely embarrassed.

“Hey Niall. I was just asking Harry to zip up the back of my dress.” I spoke up.

“Okay. SO our car is here. Everyone else is downstairs waiting for you two.” Niall said and he left.

“Here” Harry said and zipped up my dress. His hand brushed my bare back and it felt all tingly when his hand moved away.

“Thanks” I said softly and turned back around to look at him.

His bright green eyes into mine.

“This won’t change anything, Harry.” I said.

“I know. But I enjoyed it all the same.” He said.

“Just forget about it Hazz.” I said, smiling.

“SO you didn’t like it?” Harry said and lifted my chin so he could look into my eyes.

“I didn’t say that. I just said to forget about it.” I replied searching his bright green eyes for sign of teasing. I didn’t find any. I was going to miss this.

“ Your eyes are extremely green. Like mine.” Harry said.

“Yours are extremely green like mine.” I told him.

The space between our lips closed again. He kissed me one more time. I could feel him being hesitant but I sighed and he took that as an invitation. This was turning into something that was going to be hard to stop. I pulled away breathing hard.

“I know I know. Forget about it. But I’m not going to.” Harry replied.

We walked down stairs and into the limo. The limo took us to a dance hall. Cars were lined up down the street and people were lining up outside.

“Boys. Is this for me?” I asked them.

“Maybe!” Louis said.

The car stopped and we got out. Cameras flashed and people screamed our names. Fans, paparazzi, and other random people were there. We walked up to the doors where there was a line of people behind a velvet rope. I stopped at a few teens who were screaming.

“Hey girls!” I said.

“OMG! It’s Mikayla Patterson of One Direction! Can you sign this?” a girl said, all hyper like.

“Yeah sure. What’s your name?” I asked.

“Hannah Lacey.” The girl said.

“Well Hannah you are very pretty and I hope you have a great time tonight. Come on in. Bring your friends too.” I said and unhooked the rope and pointed to Hannah and her friends.

They took my arm and followed me into the party. The boys were waiting for me just inside the doors.

“Sorry boys. I got held up with these girls. Boys meet Hannah, Brandy, and Jenna. These girls are formally invited to this party. Girls meet Harry, Zayn, Liam, Louis, and Niall. Or One Direction.” I introduced them.

The girls might have well fainted. It was funny watching their reactions.

“Nice to meet you.” The boys said.

“Girls, would you like to come with me and get new clothes for the party?” I asked them.

They all nodded.

We walked to the powder rooms and I told them to stay right there. I then ordered a few dresses after I got their sizes. The dresses arrived and they changed. Then we walked out. I went to go find the boys while they went and took pictures of everything. That reminded me of my camera which I was supposed to bring with me.

“Hey Harry?” I asked him.

Harry looked dashing in his tux. He looked so droolable. Ha-ha. Wow. Why am I even thinking about this? Harry is my best friend. But I loved him so I guess it was okay.

“Yes birthday girl?” Harry smiled as he teased me.

“I need to go back to the hotel because I left my camera. I want to capture everything on camera tonight.” I asked him.

“Sure. You want me to come with you?” he asked me turning his adorable green eyes to me.

“Nah it’s okay. I got it. I’ll be right back. Love ya Hazz!” I said, and walked off to the door. Time to make my escape home to England.

My heels were killing my feet. It was crazy. I had on a short dress that fell above my knees. It was purple and had a unique pattern on my bodice. It was a tight bodice and had a flowy and fluffy bottom. I loved it. Another gift from my boys. Sad thing I wasn’t coming back. I called a taxi and climbed in once I got one. I told the driver where I was going and shut the door. I leaned my head against the window. Tears fell from my eyes when I looked out the window at my party. I wasn’t coming back to the party. But not just the party. I wasn’t coming back to my One Direction life. The farther I got away from my family, my best friends, my brothers the better. I couldn’t hurt them anymore. Silent tears poured into my lap soaking my dress as I arrived at the hotel. My footsteps became slow and sluggish as I walked away form the driver after I paid the driver. I need to go home to England. My mother had left me everything so I needed to take care of it. I couldn’t go home to my old house so I had bought an apartment in London. I gathered my stuff and sat down to write a few letters. Here is what I wrote:

Harry’s Letter

Harry,

Hazza. Hazz. Harry Edward Styles. And Harold. I’m so sorry for doing this to you. I just can’t do this anymore. I can’t hurt you or any of the rest of you boys anymore. I love you all so much. But if I stay I’ll end up hurting one of you even more. I need to get out of this life. I want my normal one back. The one before you boys snuck into my limo and stayed at my house for a few weeks. Those days were incredible. I loved my time with you and I won’t ever forget it. I promise you that. But I just don’t belong. I’m the odd one out. I’m the only girl in a boy band. I’m the sixth member of a five member band. I’m the only one of you boys that didn’t compete in the X-Factor. I don’t have millions of fans screaming my name. I really love you all and I want you to continue on and forget about me. Please. It’s the best thing you can do for me. The other thing is don’t come after me. I’m not going to be living in the same house that I did when we met. I won’t be coming back. Things are going back where they were before everything.  I’m going home. Where I belong.

Love always,

Mik StylesMalikPayneTomlinsonHoran

Liam’s Letter

Liam,

Li. Daddy Direction. Liam James Payne. My Liam. I’m sorry. For everything. You gave me everything you had and I threw it away like trash. I never meant to break your heart. I never did. But maybe we weren’t meant for each other. Maybe it should’ve stayed a fake relationship. I don’t know, Liam. But one thing I do know is that my song I wrote was about you and for you. It always will be. You were everything for me and I just didn’t realize it at first. Liam I’m sorry. I really am. Thank you for being there when I need you. I really appreciate it. I really do. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you as you were for me. But I can’t hurt you or any of you boys any more than I already have. It hurts me to write this. But I’d rather hurt myself than hurt you boys. Please understand that I can’t stay with you boys anymore. One thing you can do is not to come after me. I’m not going to be staying at my old place. I’m not coming back. I won’t. I promise though to make sure I won’t forget anything. My life with you boys is over but it will never be forgotten. I need my normal life back and I can’t do that with you. I’m sorry.

Love always,

Mik StylesMalikPayneTomlinsonHoran

Zayn’s Letter

Zayn,

Zayny. Vain Zayn. My bestie.  Zayn Javadd Malik. Honestly I don’t know who saying goodbye to is the hardest. I for one can’t say goodbye in person. But I don’t think you boys would let me leave without saying goodbye. You’re too good for that. I hate saying goodbye but sometimes you just have to say it to save pain and despair in the future. You were there for me throughout our time together. You always were. I’m sorry I could never be there for you like you were there for me. I have something to tell you. I lied to you about remembering nothing about the time before the accident. What really happened was that you had told me you loved me. That’s what made me run away after my first concert. You didn’t tell me what was wrong. SO that’s why I ran away. Then when you caught up with me you explained why. You told me you loved me. And I told you I loved you too. Then a car hit us and I wouldn’t let you go. I wouldn’t let them take you away from me because I was scared that I would forget everything again. I just want you to know that I don’t love you the way I thought I did. I love you but I am in love with Harry. I don’t think I can make you happy the way another girl can. I’m not the right girl for you. But don’t worry. There is a girl out there who is just right for you and you will find her. It’s just not me. Just please don’t show or tell Harry I love him. I don’t want to hurt him anymore than I already have. And don’t show the others either. Harry doesn’t know how I feel and he never will. I’m leaving for good though. I’m not coming back. I’m not going back home to my old home. I’m moving somewhere else. I’m so sorry. I bad for hurting other people and it always ends up ruining things. Thanks for everything. I will never forget our time together.

Love always,

 Mik StylesMalikPayneTomlinsonHoran

Louis’ letter

Louis,

Lou. Boo Bear. Partay Budday! Louis William Tomlinson. By the time you read this I’ll be gone. I’ve decided to leave One Direction. I can’t hurt anyone this way. Don’t come after me because you can’t find me. Part of the reason I left was because my mother died like I told you in the letter before. Remember when I left at the restaurant after the Taylor Swift concert? I had to take a call. Don’t feel bad because she was a witch with a capital B. I have now inherited everything. She left me the station, houses, and all the money. So yay! But in a few years look me up and stop by. We can pull some major pranks with all the resources I now have. DO me a favor though Lou. Keep everyone in high spirits after I’m gone. DO NOT LET YOU BOY BREAK UP! If you do I will come out and personally kill all of you. But even if all of you split stay best buds and don’t let the band breaking up keep you apart. Thanks Lou and please understand.

Love always,

Mik StylesMalikPayneTomlinsonHoran

Niall’s letter

Niall,

Nialler. My Irishman. Leprechaun. Blondie. Niall James Horan. I’m going to miss your blue eyes. And your blonde hair. A lot. You always know how to keep us happy and cheerful Keep on doing that for me. And you never ever cease to amaze me on how much you can eat. Well I definitely put your eating skills to the test. I’ll miss our little competitions. I’ll miss everything. It’s hard saying goodbye. I don’t think I could’ve ever said goodbye to you in person. That’s why I’m writing this letter. I can barely write this. I promise to never forget my life with your guys. It was truly the best time of my life. I just can’t stay anymore. I’m afraid I’ll hurt you boys again and again. I just can’t. I’m just there. The only girl in a boy band. The sixth member of a five member band. The only one who didn’t ever compete in the X-Factor. I just need to get away. I love you all and I always will. You were always like brothers to me. Please understand Nialler. Just promise me you will find a girl who loves you for you and only you. And hold her tight because she is going to be one lucky girl.

Love always,

Mik StylesMalikPayneTomlinsonHoran

I wrote each one for each of the boys. It hurt me to write these but I did not want to say goodbye in person. If I did I wouldn’t leave. After I wrote everything, I took off my charms they had given me this morning. I laid each charm on their letters which I had put in their rooms. I changed from my dress and heels into my trusty red skinny jeasn(which Louis had given me), a pair of Converse signed by all of us(Liam gave them to me), a hoodie which I stole from Harry, Zayn’s beanie and nerd glasses which I also stole, and a vintage tee Niall gave me. Nothing I wore was mine except for the underwear. I smiled and smelled everything. I smelled like all of them. One word heavenly! Then I left the hotel and got another taxi to the Dulles airport to catch my flight. I logged onto Twitter and tweeted, “Goodbye fans! Mik is officially leaving. Love you all and thanks for your support. Love all you! And you boys! I’m going to miss @Harry_Styles, @NiallOfficial, @Real_Liam_Payne, @zaynmalik, and @Louis_Tomlinson.”

Harry’s P.O.V.

My phone buzzed and I pulled it out. A Tweet had been posted by Mikayla. I took one look at it and ran to find the boys. They had also read it and we didn’t even talk. We raced to get  a car to the airport. A limo was outside and we shot inside it. The driver looked surprised but we told him who we were and he started driving to Dulles Airport. We shot out of the car not worrying about getting recognized. Liam ran to find the Arriving and Departures list.

“England. Leaving in fifteen minutes. Gate 14.” He gasped when he returned.

“Thanks Liam. Let’s go. We have to stop her.” I said, determined to stop the girl of my dreams from leaving my life forever.

We raced to find Gate 14. This can’t be happening. Mikayla might leave us. That was the worst thing right now. I couldn’t even think straight. That’s why I was so determined to stop her. She didn’t know how I felt and I didn’t know how she felt about me.

We had just reached Gate 14 when I saw her. A familiar beanie was standing in the crowd. I recognized Zayn’s beanie because he marks his with a Z and a M on the back.

“Boys!” I called and pointed.

“Mikayla!” Louis screamed.

I saw her stop suddenly. And she slowly turned around to face us. Her eyes were hidden by the nerdy glasses she had stolen from Zayn also. I could see though that her eyes her beautiful green eyes were widened in surprise and sadness.

“Boys?” her lips mouthed.

I sighed in relief and happiness. Mikayla wasn’t leaving. She wasn’t going anywhere.

“Mikayla!” I said softly when I approached her.

“Mik!” Louis said loudly.

“What Lou?” she said, her voice breaking.

“Why? Where?” Louis stuttered.

“I can’t. I just can’t. I don’t belong.” She replied looking away.

“Don’t say that.” I spoke up, wiping a tear off her cheek with my thumb.

She turned away from me. I caught her arm and pulled her back.

“Listen to me Mik. You belong with us. You make us well us. There is no One Direction without you. There is no us without you.” I said.

“There was a One Direction before me same with you guys. And there will be after me.” She said, her voice wavering.

“But it won’t ever be the same again. Don’t leave. We need you. I need you.” I pleaded.

“Flight 567 heading for London boarding now!” the overhead speakers said.

“I have to go Harry.” She said and tried to pull away again.

I caught her again and pulled her back to me. Then I did the first thing on my mind. I kissed her. At the airport. In front of my buds. In front of all the airport people. We broke apart and her big green eyes looked at me in shock. Her hands slid up to her mouth and she gently touched her lips.

“Flight 567 last call.”

“I have to go Harry. Good bye.” Mikayla said, and walked away and out of my life forever. Our life forever.

Mikayla’s P.O.V.

I turned around and walked away. With each step my heart broke just a little more. My lips tingled with familiarity of Harry’s lips. I loved him. I handed the ticket lady my ticket and she looked at me with pity. I took back my ticket and walked into the terminal. Before I walked in it though, I turned around to look at them one last time. Harry was standing where I left him and then the rest of them were walking up to him. They all were staring at me with pleading eyes. I waved goodbye and turned around. And I walked from my family.

I sat down in my comfy first class seating. My head was against the cold glass of the airplane window. The tears were coming like a flood. I took out my IPod and turned it on. What Make You Beautiful began to play and I skipped it. Then I Want, One Thing, and Up All Night played. Finally I gave up and yanked out my earphones. I shoved my IPod into my carry on and sighed in frustration. I just wasn’t going to forget them any time soon. I eventually curled up in my chair and hugged my knees. My face was buried into my arms and I broke. I sobbed silently into my arms and listened to my breaking heart. Every mile was going to hurt. But it was for the better. I’d rather hurt myself then hurt them. They were too much to me. I loved them all, especially Harry. I whispered one last thing before I fell asleep.

“I love you Harry.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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