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.


57. Last Day in LA

“I’m not carrying anyone’s baby. I’m not dating Liam and I’m not cheating on anyone. I’m dating the best boyfriend in the world. His name is Harry Styles. Now please, I have to go. Sorry we have to go.” I said after stopping the paps from screaming anymore questions.

I grabbed Harry’s hand and pulled him away from the paps standing in the water just staring at us walking away.

“That was incredibly brave Mik.” Harry said in a low voice.

I looked back at him and I smiled. He was staring at me in awe and admiration.

“Well we’d have to announce our relationship soon anyways. Plus there was really no way to explain that so why not just tell the truth. I just can’t believe they thought I was carrying Liam’s baby or Zayn’s. I mean what the hell?” I replied, walking to where the rest of our gang stood. They were standing around pretending to talk among themselves.

“Guys, I know you were watching. Just stop pretending and say what you need to say.” I sighed after Louis shot me a few suggestive glances.  

“What? We weren’t going to say anything! Why would you say that?” Kylie said in a shrill voice.

“Yeah huh. I totally believe that. So we need to get out of here. Paps obviously.” I said sarcastically.

We all headed back to the hotel to continue our fun. I headed to the pool along with Niall, Lilly, Harry, and Liam. Zayn, Kayla, Louis, and Kylie went back to the room to get changed to go buy us some lunch.

“So what did happen with you and Hazza?” Lilly asked, nudging me.

“If you must know, Harry and I kissed and the paparazzi went crazy and started asking idiotic questions and I told them that I was dating Harry and then we left.” I said simply and then looked at my red haired friend.

“What!” I exclaimed, because she was wiggling her eyebrows and smirking.

“Nothing. Just smiling. Can’t a girl smile?” Lilly proclaimed.

“Okay why is it when any of the other guys do something all coupley you guys don’t do anything but when Harry and I act like a couple you guys are busting up or just acting stupid!” I complained.

Lilly just laughed and raced off to the pool door. I sighed and followed her. Niall, Liam, and Harry were already there and Harry’s face was tinged red. Niall and Liam must be teasing him.

“CANNONBALL!!” I screamed as I ran to the pool and launched myself into the cold water.

I surfaced to applause. I climbed out and bowed. Which earned me more applause.

“You all just jelly you can’t do a cannonball like I can.” I put on a weird accent when I said that.

“Yeah no. I can totally do a better cannonball then you.” Lilly said, raising her hands.

“Oh yeah? I’d like to see that.” I said getting up in her face.

“Bring it on!” Lilly said, sticking her face right up in mine.

“Honey I already brought it. Too late for that!” I said, putting on a straight face.

Lilly burst out laughing and took her leap into the pool. Her cannonball was executed perfectly. I just had to applaud.

“Beautiful! Beautiful Lilly!” Niall and I yelled.

She grinned and bowed.

“Beat that!” Lilly growled and slapped me on the back.

“Oh I will.” I replied and giggled. I jumped into the pool and made a huge splash. I resurfaced and was jumped on by Lilly.

“Ouch, Lills.” I groaned and floated on my back.

“You’re welcome.” Lilly replied.

I sighed and gave up with my crazy friend.

*A few hours later*

“Goodbye LA!” we all shouted and left the stage. Our last concert was over and our tour officially done. It was amazing how much support we had that night. The entire stadium was packed so full you couldn’t even see the floor. It was unbelievable. 

“Come on guys. Get changed. Your flight is in three hours and we need to be there in a half hour.” Paul ordered and we raced to our dressing rooms. We had our flight moved up so we could get home earlier. I changed from my skinny jeans, ruffle tank top, and tie to my jersey, shorts, and my DC shoes. I then walked outside and waited for the rest of the boys to get out. The rest of the girls had already gone ahead. They had flown back to London to avoid all the mayhem that was going to be caused with our arrival.

“Well aren’t you a fast changer?” Paul commented.

“Hey Paul. Yes I am. You learn when you live with a fast paced family.” I replied, smiling.

“So how has everything been going? I mean you had been gone for a pretty long time. We missed you a lot. Especially Harry. I mean I had never seen him like that before. Trust me Mik you are special to him. Very special to him. Don’t hurt the poor boy.  Not that you would. But just don’t. I think he’d die before anything like that would happen.” Paul told me, a truthful look in his eyes.

I stared at Paul, speechless. I didn’t know how to respond to a comment like that.  It hurt me just as much to leave them too.

“I know it did Mik. But you thought it was the right choice.” Paul said softly.

“I guess I said that last part out loud didn’t I?” I said, a small smile creeping up my face.

“Yeah. You did.” Paul replied, a smile also on his face.

“Whose ready to go home?” Liam shouted, as he jumped into our vision.

“I definitely am. I’ll have to show you guys my new flat and everything.” I laughed.

“Oh yeah I forgot you disappeared off the face of the Earth. Wait never mind you were all over the television considering you are an interviewer.” Liam replied, and Zayn and Niall came up behind him.

“When do we have to leave Paul?” Zayn asked.

“In ten minutes.” Paul replied, turning his attention back to making sure the boys don’t go wild.

“Great. Niall and I are going to go meet some fans.” Zayn said and took off before Paul was able to say no.

“Argh. Those boys. Mik go watch after them would you?” Paul asked me.

“Sure thing.” I said and laughed. I took off to go find Zayn and Niall. I finally found them right outside the stadium doors where it was fenced off so the fans couldn’t attack us when we left.  Then the girls screamed and got crazy. They must have stepped outside. I followed them and the girls went wild noticing me.

“Hey Zayn. Hey Niall. You know Paul’s not happy with you two? He sent me to keep an eye on you. But honestly I want to talk with our fans also.” I told Niall and Zayn who had turned to grin guiltily at me.

“MIKAYLA! ZAYN! NIALL!” our names were screamed repeatedly.

“Well let’s go sign stuff!” I said and they cheered.

I followed them out to the fans and we started signing stuff. I saw a girl in a wheelchair waiting patiently in the midst of the crowd. She looked disappointed and I decided to make her day.

“Guys I’ll be right back.” I said and they nodded.

Hopping over the fence, I made my way over to the girl. She looked up at me with a grin on her face.

“Hello love. What’s your name?” I asked softly.

“My name is Torrie.” She replied, her voice soft and quiet but strong.

“Well Miss Torrie you are just adorable. How old are you?” I asked her, smiling.

“I am 12 years old and I am a big fan of One Direction. You especially. I think you made One Direction even better.” Torrie said, her voice getting excited.

“Thank you. Now do you have anything you want me to sign? I’d be happy to. In fact I can get my friends to sign it also. If you’d like.” I asked her.

“Really! I’d love that. Can I meet them?” she exclaimed and I smiled.

“Sure. But later. Are you able to find your way to the side door? I can meet you there so you can meet the boys.” I told her.

“I can. I’ll see you.” Torrie said happily.

“Bye Torrie!” I called and made my way back to Zayn and Niall.

“We have to get back inside. I want you guys to meet someone. Plus we have to leave soon.” I said, and they both nodded.

“Bye guys!” we called and the fans screamed in despair. They were ‘dedicated’ to the max.

I made my way to the side door to find Torrie there. I helped her in and pushed her to where the boys were sitting.

“Boys I’d like you to meet Miss. Torrie. She is a huge fan and the most dedicated.” I introduced.

“Hello Torrie!”


“Vas’ Happenin’?”

Their hellos varied. It was funny but sweet. Torrie just about fainted. I noticed she was gripping a book and saw it had the words, Celebrity Signatures.

“Miss Torrie have you anything for us to sign?” Liam asked her.

“I do.” She replied and handed him the book. He flipped through it looking at the pages. He found an empty one and signed his name. Then he passed it onto Niall, Zayn, Harry, and Louis. It finally came to me and I signed my name with the pen Liam handed me.

“Here you go love. We have to get going. It was nice to meet you.” I said and she waved goodbye as she rolled away.

“Now we have to go!” Paul said, in a stern tone.

We all laughed and left the stadium and on our way to the airport.

*An hour later*

“Row 3 Seat A.” I murmured and then found my seat. I was by the window and next to me was Harry and beside him was Liam. I got settled in my seat and waited for take off. Then I leaned against Harry’s shoulder and fell asleep. I was going home to London.


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