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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3. Hide and Seek From Fans

“Shut up!" a very familiar British voice said inside my limo. The rest of the boys shut up. I crawled inside of the limo and they didn't see me get in. I slipped in the keys and turned around.

 

"What in the world do you boys think you are doing?" I whispered.

 

"We are hiding in this limo from fans." Liam answered oblivious that someone else was in the limo too other than him and the other boys.

 

"I see but why my limo?" I asked.

 

"Because we saw you looking for your car and you unlocked the limo so we crawled inside to hide from the mob of fans coming after us." Liam said.

 

"Well you know that it isn't just you in this limo. I’m here too." I said trying so hard not to burst out in laughter. The other boys’ faces were looking at me in shock and Liam was just talking to me like I was here the entire time. Liam turned around and saw my face and he almost screamed. I fell out of my seat laughing my head off. The boys started laughing too. Liam eventually started to.

 

"SO boys where may I take you?" I asked recovering myself and getting back into the driver's seat.

 

" Well the fans crashed our hotel so we were in the process of trying to find a new hotel when we came here for the interview, which by the way was a blast. So we just need a place to stay for a few weeks." Liam said. I thought about that. Well the only other place would be my house. I mean we live in secluded area and my mother hardly ever comes home. She lives in her apartment. I have our mansion to myself. It gets kinda lonely.

 

"Ok guys. Let’s rock and roll. TO my house." I confirmed.

 

The boys looked at me warily.

 

"I'm not some crazy kidnapper. It's just that I know my mother's famous and all but she lives in her apartment up in London. I live in a mansion on the outskirts of London. Fans hardly even know where it is and if they do find it they already know that my mother isn't there because she spends all her time with- um someone else and in her own little world of perfection. I prefer to live out here." I explained.

 

Their wary looks disappeared and their faces brightened. I smiled and turned on the engine.

 

"So we really never got to introduce ourselves properly. “Harry said, speaking for the first time since we have been in the limo. I looked in the rearview mirror and they were exploring the limo. It had a mini fridge packed with food and another fridge packed with drinks. There were televisions everywhere and an Xbox game system attached to one of them. Liam and Niall were playing Xbox and Harry and Zayn were grabbing drinks and some snacks. Louis on the other hand had attacked our carrot supply. He had a bag in one hand and like three carrots on the other.

 

"Um...Ok I'll start." I said. "My name is Mikayla Alexandra Patterson. I'm 17 almost 18. My birthday is on February 1. I am 5'8. That’s about it for what I want to say right now." I introduced myself.

 

"My turn! My name is Harry Styles and I'm 18. My birthday is also February 1. I am 5'10." Harry said.

 

"I am Liam Payne. I am 18 also and my birthday is August 29. I am 5'11." Liam said without looking up from his game.

 

"I am Louis Tomlinson. I like carrots. I'm 19." Louis said. "I'm Niall. I'm Irish. I'm 18" Niall said.

 

"I'm Zayn Malik. I'm 18." Zayn said all quiet like. I laughed at their obvious answers.

 

“I know who you guys are. Well honestly who doesn't?" I said and then I looked back to the road when they all looked up at me. I felt heat rising up my face.

 

"You are cute when you blush." Harry said. I blushed harder. Harry Styles just said I was cute! Oh My God! I was totally fangirling inside of my head. My inner fan girl was going to make an appearance soon. It is going to be very bad if that happens. My self-control wasn't all that strong. I didn't know how to respond to that comment so I just stayed quiet.

 

"Hey! We should trade numbers just in case." Zayn said from the back of the limo. "That's a great idea Zayn." I said agreeing with him. I looked back at him and he winked. I mouthed thank you. I was grateful that he changed the subject.

 

"Here! Just input your number and your contact name." I said and threw my phone back towards Zayn. He caught it and started typing. He handed it to Liam who did the same. Then to Niall, and then to Louis. Finally after Harry put in his number he handed it back to me. When our hands accidently touched, and electric spark went flying up my arm. I jerked back and then apologized to Harry who gave me a weird look.

 

"Sorry." I said not looking him in the eyes. I looked down at my phone and hit 'New Message'. I hit Boo Bear (Louis), Nialler (Niall), Liam Payne, Zayn, and Hazza (Harry). I typed in 'Hi!' and hit send. Immediately, all the boys’ phones started ringing. I heard a random assortment of ringtones. It was so weird. I giggled and then my phone started ringing. One Direction's Up All Night stated blasting through my IPhone. I grabbed it and felt my blush rise up again. The boys laughed and I decided I deserved it.

 

A couple minutes later, we arrived at my house. A car was parked in front. Weird. Normally there is only my car and Rebecca's if she was here. This one was different. Rebecca had moved to America, so it couldn't have been her's. I walked up to the door and unlocked it.

 

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?!?!?!" a voice screamed in my face. I stumbled backwards. I got a good look at his face. It was Richard, my step dad.

 

"I-I was with Mom. At her work." I stuttered. "I DON'T CARE WHERE YOU WERE. I CALLED YOU SEVERALTIMES AND YOU DIDN'T ANSWER. YOU ARE GROUNDED. GO UPSTAIRS AND STAY THERE FOR THREE WEEKS." Richard screamed at me. He was obviously drunk.

 

"Richard just goes upstairs and lies down. You're drunk. Please don't make me call the cops again." I said quietly. "NO!! YOU BITCH!! I Should HAVE GOTTEN RID OF YOU WHEN I HAD THE CHANCE." he yelled. I lowered my head and then I felt a piercing pain on my face. He had slapped me. I collapsed to the ground and clutched my cheek. I felt dazed. My cheek stung. Hot tears fell from my eyes.

 

"Mik! Mik are you okay?" Harry came running up to me. He stopped and turned towards Richard. Harry had a deadly look in his eyes. Liam and Zayn came running up behind him and grabbed his arms. They pinned him back and made sure he didn't go beat up my step father. Louis and Niall came up to me and made sure I was okay.

 

"Mikayla. You look horrible. Who is he?" Louis said. "H-h-he is my step-dad. Well used to be. My mom divorced him years ago, but he still comes over here. I don't know why. Just please tell him to go away. Don't hurt him." I stuttered out still crying. My cheek really hurt. I could tell it was swelling up.

 

Louis got up and went over to Richard. They talked quietly for a while. Finally, Richard walked over to his car and drove off. "He won't be coming here anymore." Louis said walking over to me. I nodded my thanks and laid down. Zayn and Liam let Harry go. He rushed towards me and put my head in his lap.

 

"Mikayla! Are you okay?" Harry asked. I looked up at him and I saw that he was close to tears. I nodded and said, “Yeah I'll be fine. I just need some ice." Harry helped me up and Niall ran ahead to go grab some ice. I led the way to the den. Harry helped me to the couch. I laid down. My eyes drifted shut and I felt an ice pack on my face. I murmured thanks and fell asleep.

 

"We should call the hospital. She hasn't woken up for six hours." a very familiar voice whispered. "Harry she is fine. She probably is just dead tired." another voice said. "Her face has gone down. It looks like someone painted a purple hand on her face" said another voice.

 

"Will you guys shut up? I am tired and trying to get some sleep. “I said, opening my eyes and seeing five worried faces leaning over me. They all jumped and walked away from me. I sat up and saw I was in my room.

 

"How did I get here?" I asked. "Harry carried you up here. He hasn't shut up for the entire time you have been asleep. Oh and by the way your face looks better but there is still a big hand print on your face. It looks like someone painted a purple hand on your face. It's quite funny actually." Louis said lightly, trying to get a laugh out of us. I giggled and turned to Harry.

 

"Thank you. I appreciate it. And I want to go swimming. Care to join me?" I said getting up out of bed. I searched my drawers and found a bikini. A black one to be exact. I walked into the bathroom and changed. A swim always helps me recover every time this happens. I noticed that all the bruises and scars from Richard stood out against my skin. But, I didn't care. I mean its okay. They weren't that noticeable. When I got to my face, I gasped. They were not kidding when they said I had a purple hand on my face. Darkish purple and blue almost black covered half of my face. I touched it and it erupted in pain. "Ow." I said. When I walked out all the boys had stripped and was in their boxers. Well except for Harry. He on the other hand was butt naked.

 

"Harry! My eyes! Put on some boxers. Now!" I yelled. I covered my eyes and I heard the boys laugh. "Alright Fine." Harry complained. I heard him find his pant. "Ok it’s okay to look." I did and I almost fainted. The first time I saw them I just saw Harry. Now, I got a good look at them. Each and every one of them had a freaking six pack.

 

"So pool time?" Niall said with his adorable Irish accent. I nodded and broke out of my trance. I led the way towards my indoor pool. It was down the hall and you had to walk down some stairs. That wasn't the only option though. There was a diving board connected to the wall that blacked people from walking straight and falling into the pool. I jumped upon it and jumped into the pool. I executed a perfect swan dive. When I came up for air, the boys whistled and I realized they were all staring at me.

 

"Well come on in. The water is fine!" I called, feeling better already. I closed my eyes and heard yelling. "OMG!!" I yelled when I saw five boys jumping over the side and hurtling towards the pool.

 

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