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.


64. I Don't Love Him. That's a Lie

*Mikayla’s POV*

I opened my eyes to find Liam sitting beside me, staring at me in concern. I had fallen asleep on the couch last night. He opened his arms and I sat up and put myself in them.  Liam held me like Louis did last night. Comforting me making sure I was better. I wasn’t but it helped a little. I felt a tear slip out of my eyes and before I knew they were coming on strong.

“Liam?” I said, through my tears.

“Yeah?” he asked me.

“What’s wrong with me? I seem to break everyone’s heart and my own as well.” I sobbed.

Liam pulled away from me and was looking at me in shock. I looked back at him confused about his reaction.

“Mik. Nothing is wrong with you! You are the most gorgeous girl we have seen, you are amazingly talented, you’re hilarious, and there is so much more about you that we love. Nothing is wrong with you at all. I can’t believe you would think that! Don’t ever say that again!” Liam said, his tone incredulous.

I just covered my face with my hands. I looked horrible. I felt horrible. I knew I didn’t deserve a friend like Liam. Or friends like One Direction. I really didn’t. The only thing I’ve ever done for them is well saved them from fans that one time long long ago.

“Liam I miss him. Already. I want him back. But he doesn’t love me anymore.” I cried, curling up into a ball on the side of the couch. I felt Liam move over to me and pull my into his lap. WE stayed like this a little while longer until Lilly came in.

“I got her.” Lilly told Liam and I felt him move out from underneath me.

“Mik. I’ll be back soon. Just stay with Lills. She’ll help you.” Liam told me gently.

I nodded and wiped my cheek. Liam kissed my forehead and I watched him leave the room. Lilly came over and sat down next to me.

“Hey Mikayla.” Lilly said, using my full name, something she hardly ever does.

“Hey Lilly.” I said, and smiled through the blurriness of the tears in my eyes.

“You know Harry is distraught. He won’t come out of his room, he won’t eat, or do anything. He’s just in his room. There is no sound coming out of his room either. He loves you Mik. I can see it in his eyes when he looks at you or talks about. We can even tell when he’s thinking about you because he gets this look on his face. Mik he still loves you and he isn’t mad. He wants you.” Lilly said quietly.

“Lilly I don’t care. I’m tired of hurting the people I love. I’m tired of hurting myself. I’m tired of destroying other people’s lives because of my actions. I’ve hurt Zayn, Harry, and Liam. Not to mention probably a few million fans. I just can’t live with the fact that I’m the one that has caused so many broken hearts and I keep doing it over and over. I don’t want him back. I don’t love him anymore!” I cried, my voice cracking at the last part. If I said I didn’t love him, then hopefully it would be easier to get over him. But it was a lie. I loved him with all my heart.

Lilly looked at me in shock and then a look of understanding came over her.

“Mikayla Alexandra Patterson. Say that again and I will kick your ass. You love him and you want him back. Don’t you dare say that again.” Lilly said her voice low and kind of frightening.

“I mean it Lilly. I don’t want him back. I don’t love him.” I said again, my voice a bit stronger.

“Mik please. Please. He’s devastated and so are you. This isn’t going to work out for the both of you.” Lilly said, trying a different approach.

I shook my head and turned away from her face. If she gave my puppy dog eyes I’d be forced into it.

“Fine then. Just talk to him? Let him explain?” Lilly asked, obviously getting the fact that I wasn’t going to be with Harry anytime soon.

“No. I just need some time away from him. Please Lilly just leave me alone.” I said, getting up. My muscles groaned in agony as I hadn’t stretched in forever. I raised my arms in a stretch before walking to my room. I left Lilly sitting on the couch her mouth slightly open from shock and hurt.  I wanted to go back there and tell her I was sorry and I really did love him but I couldn’t. I’d end up hurting Harry again. I didn’t want that. Not for a third or fourth time. God I don’t even know how many times I had hurt him. I walked into my bathroom, not noticing the one thing I had forgotten to give back to Harry. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. My mascara was running down my face, leaving black streaks making me look like a zebra. My blonde hair was a tangled mess. My face itself was blotchy and red and my eyes puffy. Crying never helped a girl’s cause. I pulled off the dress I was wearing and turned the shower. I let the hot water wash away the memories. Or at least let it try to. Nothing ever washed away memories. Especially the ones you want to forget. The shower clamed my muscles and helped me relax. I stood there in the shower for ages until the water started to turn colder. That’s when I started to wash. I shaved, washed my hair and body, and then rinsed off. I grabbed a fluffy towel and wrapped it around myself.  Walking out of my bathroom, I took a glance at my clock. Ten o’clock. I took an hour in the shower. (A/N Hey that rhymed! Like a boss)

“Mik?” I heard Liam’s voice call from the living room.

“I’m here.” I called back, my voice a lot stronger.

I walked into my closet with the towel still around me. I grabbed some underwear and slid that on. There, if Liam walked in he wouldn’t see me naked. I grabbed a pair of sweats and pulled them on along with a tank top that had the Pink Floyd symbol on it. I slipped on a pair of Uggs and walked back out and straight into Liam.

“Hey.” Liam said, looking at me.

“Hi.” I said, simply. I wasn’t going to cry anymore. I didn’t deserve to cry. I didn’t deserve this either.

“Is Lilly-“ Liam started and I held my hand up.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” I said, and grabbed my phone.

“Ok. Well come on we are going somewhere. Simon called me and asked me to meet up with the new dancer for our tour. Her name is Zoey.” Liam said, pulling me towards the door.

“But I’m not dressed properly!” I whined, not really wanting to go.

“I don’t care. You’re coming with me!” Liam said and succeeded in pulling me to the door.

“Fine. When did we get dancers?” I asked, confused.

“Well Simon thought it’d be a good idea for our next tour. So he had some dancers called up and Zoey is the last one.” Liam explained.

“Oh. Well okay then.” I said, and followed Liam down to the elevator.

*About an hour and a half later*

“Are you Liam?” a pretty girl with bright red hair asked Liam who had on a pair of sunglasses and his hood up.

“Hi, I’m Mikayla Patterson. Please follow me and we can talk in private.” I said to her, keeping my voice quiet.

Zoey looked at me and I saw recognition. She followed Liam and me to a café that was nearby. She walked in and we followed making sure no fans were following us.

“So hi. I’m Mikayla as you already know. I’m also known as Mik. The boys call me that.” I said, as soon as we sat down. This is something that I needed.

“I’m Liam. You already know that probably.” Liam said and stuck his hand out. Zoey took it and shook it.


“Well I’m Zoey Jacobs. You can call my Zoe or Z.” she said, smiling for some reason. I snuck a sideways glance at Liam who was smiling to in the same way.

An attraction I see? Hmmm. I’m going to have to do something about that.

“So Zoey, tell us more about yourself?” I asked her.

“Well I am 18 years old and have been dancing since I was five. It’s my life basically. I also work at Forever 21 when I don’t have practice. I used to live with my mom but I moved out when I got this job offer.  I am in love with shopping. I am married. To shopping and dancing. Umm and I am really excited for this job?” Zoey said, giving us some information. I looked at Liam who was looking at Zoey, basically checking her out in a very non discreet way.

Zoey was a gorgeous girl. She had bright red hair, not like Lilly’s but a lot brighter. Her eyes were a hazelish color but more on the blue side. They must be like Lou’s. She was short but not too short. Zoey’s body was definitely toned and strong. She carried herself with confidence and an air of I don’t care what you think of me. I liked this girl so far.

“That’s pretty cool. Now how did you get your hair that color?” I asked her.

“Oh um, well I was born with it.” She said, taken back at my sudden question.

“That is so cool. I love your hair. It is gorgeous. What kind of dancing do you do?” I asked her, firing questions like mad.

“Um all. I do ballet, hip hop, ballroom, modern, tap, stuff like that. I’ve learned most dances.” She replied.

“Do you know how to do the Cupid Shuffle?” I asked, seriousness dripping from my tone.

“Yes?” Zoey replied, uncertain about my tone and question. I could tell I was kind of creeping her out or giving her a weird impression of me.

“Liam, this girl’s a keeper. She is perfect.” I said, loud and proud.

(A/N- oh yeah another rhyme like a boss)

Liam laughed at me and Zoey laughed along with him. I pouted.

“Anyway, Zoey how would you like to come back with us to meet the rest of our big crazy family?” Liam asked Zoey being the gentleman he is.

“I’d love too.” Zoey said, and stood up. Liam and I also stood and we walked to the door. Liam and I had walked down to this café to meet Zoey and we were now walking back to the hotel. I felt like the third wheel for some reason. I was walking behind Liam and Zoey who were walking next to each other talking and laughing. I was behind them looking like the third wheel.  We got to the flat building in ten minutes and went up to Louis’ flat. That’s where everyone always was. It was like the hangout of all our flats.

“Hey guys!” Liam said, seeing Louis, Kylie, and Lilly eating lunch.

“Hey! Who’s that?” Lilly asked seeing Zoey.

“This is Zoey, the new dancer for our next tour.” Liam introduced her.

“Hi!” Zoey said, a bit shy.

I walked in behind them and walked over to Louis’s kitchen to grab some food. I opened the door and walked right back out.

“Mik?” Harry’s voice called at my retreating figure.





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