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.


2. Interviews and More Falling

I watched as Harry ran back over to the stage. Loud noises sounded behind me. I turned around and ran smack into another person. The good thing though was I didn't fall on my butt.


"I-I am so sorry. God. I'm crashing into everything and anyone today." I blurted out. I looked up and saw the face of Liam Payne. Yes. The Liam Payne of One Direction.


"Oh its okay. I don't mind. Especially if it is a pretty girl like yourself." Liam said a small smirk playing on his lips. I felt my cheeks go up in flames. I used all my self-control and dignity to remain calm and not completely go all fan girl on them.


"No it’s not okay. First Harry, then you. I guess either Louis, Niall or Zayn would be next." I said, teasing.


"Oh so you have already met Harry have ya? Well it’s a wonder you can still talk. He usually leaves girls speechless. Oh and I'm Liam Payne." Liam said and he stuck out his hand.


"I'm Mikayla Alexandra Patterson. Yes my mom is the one who will be interviewing you. But, please call me Alex. Or Mik. I don't care." I replied shaking his hand. He smiled and was just about to say something when-


"OI!!!! WILL YOU BOYS PLEASE GET YOUR ARSES OVER HERE" yelled Harry who was already sitting in his chair by the director style chair my mother would be sitting in.


Liam looked at me and I laughed and motioned for him to go on. I watched him as he ran away. SO two super-hot boys in five minutes. Oh and did I mention they were also in the most popular boy band in the world or at least I think so. I needed to find a room so I could be alone and just fan girl my head off. Yeah that would never happen.


It just so happened whilst I was lost in my thoughts, Louis, Zayn, and Niall had already made their way to their seats, leaving them safe from me crashing into them like I did with Harry and Liam.


"Hey. Mikayla Jr." I heard my name that was known around here being called. I turned around and saw Brittney, the set and make up designer.


"Hey Britt" I said warily. Normally no one talks to me that is a part of my mom’s group. This day was getting weirder and weirder.


"I need you to fill in for your mom. She is -uh- busy elsewhere. She told me that you are going to do the interview instead of her." Brittney said.


I looked at her as shock filled my face. "What! I can't do that. And I know she is snogging the producer. I've seen her do it. Nothing new to me. As long as he doesn't become my new dad, I really don't give a crap. And there is no way I can fill in for my mom. I'm not ready. I mean I don't have any make up r lines or anything." I all but screamed.


"Oh yes you do. I have make up right here and you have lines. The note cards are on your chair." Brittney said and added some make up to my face. She pushed me up there after she was done because I wouldn't move. I freaked out inside of my head. This was crazy there was no way I could interview One Direction. I would seriously fan girl in front of millions of people and my all-time favorite band in the world. This was going to be a nightmare.


"So hi guys. I'm Mikayla and no I know you were expecting my mother but she is......busy elsewhere. So instead I’m here to interview you." I said brightly walking over to where the boys sat. I tried very hard to calm my nerves. It was like trying to slow down a roller coaster going at full speed with a rock. Hard to do. Very hard to do.


"Hi Mik!" Liam said.


"Hey Mikayla!" Niall said with his adorable Irish accent.


"Vas happening, Mikayla?" Zayn said with his signature saying.


"DO you have any carrots?" Louis asked.


"Hey Mik!" Harry said.


I laughed and said, "Louis there are carrots on the top shelf of the refrigerator by the snack table." I watched as Louis got up and ran towards his precious carrots.


"Hey guys. You can call me Mik. I don't like being called Mikayla." I added.


They all nodded.


"On in five-four-three-two-one we're live." the camera man shouted. He turned the camera towards me.


I blinked and said, “I’m Mikayla Jr. with the five o'clock news. Today, we have a little mix up. Apparently, my mother has business elsewhere that is more important than her job so instead of her, I'm here!" I said cheerily. This wasn't as bad as I thought.


"As you can see, I have five gorgeous boys behind me. Most of you hopefully all of you know who they are. Boys care to introduce yourselves?" I said swiveling to face them. The camera followed my face and actions. This was fun.


"Hey! I'm Liam." "I'm Niall." I'm Louis" I’m Harry" "And I'm Zayn" they all said. "AND WE ARE ONE DIRECTION!!" they all said in unison.


"Thanks for that lovely and quite loud intro. SO now you know who they are. Now time for the questioning to begin. But first we have a game for you." I said reading off my note cards.


They all nodded and I continued. “So according to one dedicated fan, she would like to see you guys play Twister." I read and realized that it was me. OMG my mom was going to totally embarrass me in front of the world. I was going to kill her.


Someone had already brought out a Twister mat and had laid it on the ground.


"So boys are you up for it?" I asked grinning.


"Bring it on!" they all chorused.


"Awesome. I'll be spinner" I called.


*about 15 minutes later*


"Niall. Left hand blue!" I said. Niall looked like a pretzel. They all did. It was hilarious. Niall struggled to place his left hand on a blue spot. I watched as he miserably failed and crashed down on top of everyone. I burst out laughing and turned towards the camera. "And that is how One Direction plays Twister. Now time for the questioning to begin. Okay boys who’s up first? Harry- Is it hard being famous?" I asked.


"Wow. Um. That is actually a hard question to answer. I guess it is hard because there is no privacy. You can't go anywhere or do anything without it being all over the new or Twitter or Facebook. Being famous isn't as easy and fun as it seems. I mean yeah it is awesome but sometimes you just want to relax and not get mobbed by all the fans and press." Harry replied. Wow that was a deep answer.


"Do any of you boys have anything to add?" I asked. They all shook their heads. "Ok then. Next question. This one is for you Louis. Imagine you are at a cliff. At the bottom are thousands of super sharp rocks. Dangling from the cliff is a carrot and Harry. You can only save one. Who would you choose?" I asked watching in amusement as Louis' face turned to panic.


"Boo Bear! You would choose a carrot over me?! How could you? After all I've done for you and all we have been through. You would choose a carrot over me." Harry exclaimed when he saw Louis look back and forth from Harry to the carrot in his hand.


"Hazz I would never. But do I have to answer this question?" Louis said looking at me with a wild expression.


I laughed and shook my head. Louis breathed a sigh of relief. Harry frowned and turned away from Louis. The questioning went on for a while longer. Finally, I wrapped up the interview.


"And that's all for now. Thank you One Direction for being here. Now we will be right back after this commercial." I said and smiled. The camera went dead.


"Mikayla Jr. You are amazing. That was awesome. I haven't seen anything like that since your mother first came onto the show." Brittney said. I honestly didn't know how she could have been running in those sky high heels. She was literally wearing 6-7 inch heels. It was crazy. I shook my head in wonder.


"Thanks Britt but this was my first and last time on air. There is no way I'm going on again. I prefer the shadows." I said and walked off the stage. My mother would have to finish the rest of her show. I needed to get away from here. If I spent one more minute with them in the room I would have lost my head.


They smelled amazing. The scent of them still lingered in my nose as I walked out into the cold afternoon air. It was November. Freezing cold. I pulled my jacket closer to me. God where was my car? I wondered. I had the keys to my mom's Maserati Spyder. It was technically mine but she still has claim on it. I loved it though.


I searched all up and down the street for this car. I stopped suddenly. Wait a minute. I pulled out the keys and clicked them. The lights to the limo beeped. Great. Well how in the world did I get the keys to the limo? I stopped thinking so I could get in the car.


Just as I opened the door, I heard a chorus of "Shhhhhhh"s. That was weird. I opened the limo and you will never guess who was in my limo.


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