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.


59. Ice Cream Malfunction

“You have ice cream on your nose.” Harry said, and pointed to my nose. I went crossed eyed trying to see me nose. Harry busted out laughing and I smiled.

“What?” I asked, innocently.

“Nothing. Just never make that face again or I’ll die.” Harry said, chuckling.

“So am I just going to sit here with ice cream on my nose or are you going to get it off for me?” I asked him after he shut up.

Harry grinned, his eyes lighting up.

“I think I can manage getting a bit of ice cream off.” Harry said and leaned forward. I smirked and right when he was about to kiss my nose I shoved the rest of my ice cream cone right into his face. He shot back in surprise and I fell out of my chair laughing.

“Your face!” I managed to get out.

Harry growled at me and took his ice cream and crushed it into my hair, smearing it down my face.

“Now you’re going to get it Styles. You don’t touch the hair! Ever!” I growled.

Harry looked at me while laughing, his face still covered in the ice cream I had smashed in his face.

“My lips are cold!” I cried, blinking to get the ice cream out of my eyes.

“So are mine.” Harry replied, pointing the obvious.

“Well shut up and kiss me.” I said, and Harry happily obliged.

His lips met mine and he tasted like chocolate ice cream. I bet I tasted like strawberry.  The cold ice cream melted quickly as our lips met, making a mess. But we didn’t care. His tongue traced the bottom of mine and I silently sighed, granting him entrance.  Harry deepened the kiss further as he pressed me closer to him and I tangled my hands in his hair. Someone coughed and we broke apart. The waiter was standing there with the check in his hand, looking extremely uncomfortable. I blushed immensely and was glad that the strawberry ice cream covered it. Oh god. I had ice cream all over me. Damn it.

“Thank you.” Harry said and took the check from the waiter. I watched as he walked away and Harry pulled out some cash and set it down on the table. He stood up and held his hand out to me. I grabbed it and he pulled me up. Then he pulled me away from the ice cream parlor and we walked hand in hand down the street still covered in ice cream.

“You know I think we should head back to our flats.” I broke our silence.

“Why should we?” Harry asked me.

“Well we are covered in ice cream, even though you did get a bit off. And so did I.” I smirked and slightly blushed when Harry winked at me.

“We don’t need to go back to get the ice cream off.” Harry said, and grinned evilly.

“What does Mr. Harold Styles have in mind?” I asked him.

“Follow me.” He said and took off running. I followed the Cheshire boy as we raced through the streets of London. We must be a sight to see. Two teenage pop stars running after each other covered in chocolate and strawberry ice cream. Even I’d think that would be weird.

“Harry Edward Styles! Wait the hell up!” I yelled and earned a dirty look from a woman with two kids.

“I’m sorry!” I apologized and ran past the woman and almost crashed into Harry because he had stopped suddenly.

“You know I always seem to be crashing into you don’t I?” I commented.

I recalled the first time I met Harry. It was at the interview and I had run right into him. Who knew I’d be dating him?

“You seem to have made a habit of it.” Harry told me.

“That is the one habit I’m proud of.” I replied smiling up at him. Then I looked at where we were. 

“Hazza did you take me to the place where the water shoots out of the ground?” I asked him, grinning ear to ear.

“Maybe. They should be going off in about thirty seconds.” Harry replied and as soon as he finished the water thingies began. I hesitated for a second and then ran into the water. Harry followed me and we played in the water fountain thingies for what seemed like ages. Harry and I danced, laughed, ran, slipped, and just down right had fun in the water. Then they shut off and I pouted.

“Darn. That was the most fun I’ve had in ages.” I cried.

“Same here.” Harry said.

“Well at least there is a plus to this situation.” I said, remembering our reason to come here.

“What is that?” Harry said, looking down at me.

“We aren’t covered in ice cream anymore.” I said, and giggled.

“That is so true.” Harry said and laughed along with me.

“Now I think we should be heading back. It’s already two and we have to get food for the rest of them and I need to hang out with some girls for the first time in forever.” I sighed and stood back up.

I held out my hand and pulled Harry up. We walked away from the fountains and I vowed to come back. We picked up some food from Nandos and headed back to the flat.

“I’m back!” I called as I entered the door to my flat. I dropped Harry off at Lou’s and walked so so far down stairs to my flat to meet up with my girls.

“Mik!” Kylie called and appeared in the doorway of the kitchen.

“Kylie!” I grinned.

“Why are you so wet?” Kylie asked me.

“Oh Harry and I had some fun involving ice cream, a waiter, and a few fountains.” I said.

“I don’t even want to know.” Kylie said in disbelief and shook her head.

“Mhm. So I have a date tonight!” I exclaimed.

“With who?” Kylie asked me, being the smart person she is.

“Well it’s not with my boyfriend I can tell you that.” I said sarcastically.

“Shut up.” Kylie said, pushing my shoulder.

“But anyways Harry and I have our first date tonight! I’m so happy!” I squealed.

“Congrats girl! What are you going to wear?” she asked me.

“I have no idea. Help me out?” I asked her.

“That’s what I’m here for! Did he say where you were going?” Kylie asked me turning her dark eyes on me.

“No. He just said to dress nice but not too nice.” I told her and she nodded, biting down on the carrot stick she was holding.

“Well let’s go raid your closet.” Kylie said and we walked to my room. My suitcases were still open and packed. I never wanted to unpack but I knew I had too.

“Let’s do this poo.” I said and we dove into the tiring task of choosing an outfit.

*About an hour and a half later*

“No. Too oldish.” I said, in a monotone voice.

Kylie threw down the 80’s style dress and picked up a bright red number that had barely any fabric to it.

“Are you stupid? It’s a date. I’m not going to a strip club to be the stripper.” I protested.

“Well then why do you have it?” Kylie said, throwing that one down too.

“I don’t know.” I said, and fell back on my bed.

“What about this one?” Kylie said after some time.

I sat up and smiled. She had found my dress I had worn to the interview that introduced me as Liam’s girlfriend.

“Kylie this dress has some history. I’m not using that for my first date with Harry.” I said, and she opened her mouth to ask and I shook my head.

“Not now. I’ll tell you later.” I said and picked up a random article of clothing.

“How about this?” I asked her and she gasped and nodded.

“It’s adorable! Put it on! Model for me!” Kylie squealed and I slipped into the bathroom to change. I had found a simple white sundress that had a black strip of cloth under the bottom of my boobs and a pretty design on the top part leaving a pure white skirt. It was a spaghetti strap and V-neck style dress. It fell to mid-thigh and I stepped out.

“That’s it!” We found your dress! Now for shoes and accessories.” Kylie squealed and clapped her hands.

In the end, we decided on the white dress, along with a pair of black pumps that had a white strip along the bottom, and a silver necklace.

By the time we had chosen that, it was time for me to get ready and I took a shower, taking my time shaving and washing my hair and body. Then I blow dried my hair and took a curler to it. With my hair perfect, and body fresh and clean I slid into my dress and heels.  Kylie did my make-up and I was ready just on time. My phone buzzed with a message and I opened it.



I smiled and messaged him back.



I walked out of the room with a wave to Kylie and then the rest of the girls. Tonight was my very first date with Harry Styles my boyfriend and best friend since forever.


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