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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20. My First Concert

I woke up in my bed with Liam lying next to me. He was still dead asleep and we both were still in our clothes from last night. Good. That means nothing happened. I remembered going to sleep in the limo and then being taken to my room by someone. Obviously that had been Liam. I was glad he stayed with me.

 

I took in the positions we were in. I was lying on my back snuggled into Liam's side. Liam was also on his back with his arm around me and my head on his stomach. I smiled and looked up at the peaceful face of my boyfriend. He was so adorable. I just kept looking at him and thinking about how wonderful my life is right now.

 

This moment made some lyrics run through my head. My new song was almost done. I just needed to finish some lyrics for the last verse and I would be done. Oh my gosh. I have it.

 

"Well good morning beautiful. What are you thinking about?" Liam said, startling me from my thoughts.

 

"Morning. Oh I was thinking about my new song and you." I replied, sitting up to stretch.

 

"No come back here. I don't want to get up right now." Liam said and pulled me back down onto his chest.

 

I smiled. I loved him. I really did.

 

"Well alright then." I said.

 

We laid there in silence, just savoring the moment. These were hard to come by, while living with my boys.

 

"Liam?" I asked, breaking the silence.

 

"What?" he said.

 

"Aren't we supposed to be getting ready to fly to America this morning? Considering our concert is tonight?" I asked.

 

Liam shot up and I fell to the ground. I laughed at his face.

 

"Oh are you alright? I didn't mean to do that. And yes we are. Get dressed and then we can go wake the boys. I'm gonna go grab my clothes and change. I'll be back here in ten minutes." Liam said, and ran out the door.

 

I shook my head and sighed. The life of a teenage or almost adult pop star isn't all fun and games. I got up and threw off my dress and heels. I then grabbed a pair of white shorts that fell to just above mid-thigh. Then I threw on a One Direction T-Shirt that the boys have given me. It read" I <3 ONE DIRECTION" and it had pictures of the boys all over it. The boys also had signed it too. I grabbed my white TOMS and opened the door to find Liam getting ready to open the door.

 

"Hiya!" I said, brightly.

 

"Well hello there. Let's go wake up the boys." Liam said, taking my hand. Our stuff was already packed and Paul, the manager, had already sent it to the airport. One less thing we had to deal with.

 

"I'll get Harry and Zayn. You get Niall and Louis." I said.

 

Liam nodded and walked into Niall's bedroom.

 

I walked into Zayn's thinking he would be the hardest to wake up. He surprised me though. I opened the door to find Zayn on his bed, dressed and ready to go. He was listening to his IPod with his eyes closed. I grinned. Not so smart Zayn. Not so smart. I sneaked up to the bed and then jumped on it. I landed on Zayn's stomach. He screamed and I almost died laughing.

 

"What in the world was that for?" Zayn yelled.

 

"I- ha-ha- needed to-ha-ha- get you up. But I decided to jump on you because I can." I said in between laughs.

 

"You are going to regret that Mik!" he yelled at my retreating figure. I had made a break for it while he turned off his IPod.

 

Now it's time to go wake up the Hazz.

 

"Hazza! Time to wake up!" I said, softly when I came in to his room.

 

Harry was still asleep. His duvet was tangled up around him, from waist down. I hoped to god he was wearing boxers. I grabbed one end of the duvet and yanked it as hard as I could. Harry came tumbling down and I ran screaming. Harry was not wearing boxers and I was now scarred for life.

 

"Put on some pants Hazz!" I screamed and ran out of the room. Harry was laughing. He seemed to have forgotten that I had just yanked him out of bed.

 

I ran into Louis while making my way to the dining room trying to forget the sight before my eyes.

 

"Sorry Lou. Don't go in Harry's room. I don’t recommend it." I said, and then continued to run.

 

"He fell asleep naked didn't he?" Lou yelled back at me.

 

"Yeah! God help me!!" I yelled back.

 

Louis laughed and walked downstairs after me. Niall, Zayn and Liam were already downstairs. They were drinking tea around the dining room table.

 

"Hello boys. You ready for America?" I said when I calmed down.

 

"Yup. Even more since you are here." Niall said.

 

"Aww Nialler. Thanks. Well I wouldn't be going if it wasn't for you boys." I said.

 

A chorus of "You are welcome" rang throughout the room.

 

Harry came in this time fully clothed and grabbed a cup of tea. I glared at him and he just grinned cheekily at me. My heart melted. Wait. No it couldn't have. I was happy with Liam. I loved Liam. Argh. Curse my stupid teenage hormones. They are causing me to grow gray hair. Just kidding.

 

"So when are we leaving?" I asked. Hey don't blame me for asking all these questions. I'm new at all this stuff.

 

"In about 10 minutes. A car should be here to pick us up soon." Niall said.

 

"Thanks Blondie. I'm going to write my mother a note and leave it here. I'll be right back." I said and left to go find some paper and a pen.

 

***Liam's POV***

 

"SO Liam? What did you and Mik get up to last night?" Harry asked me, waggling his eyebrows over his cup.

 

My face burned but I didn't know why. We didn't do anything last night.

 

"Nothing. I carried her to her room and then she asked me to stay so we slept together. Emphasis on slept!" I said.

 

"Sure you did. Uh Huh." Harry said.

 

I just shook my head and leaned back in my chair. I closed my eyes and then heard footsteps coming back. I opened my eyes and saw my beautiful girlfriend standing in the doorway with a piece of paper and a pen in her hand.

 

"How does this sound?" she asked and began to read her note.

 

"Mom. Or should I even call you that anymore. I will be gone for a while. Most likely a year or so. I won't be coming home at all for a really long time. Thank you for all your support on my new job. You can keep up with me on the news or Twitter or Facebook. I’m sure you will see me or hear about me on the news. Don’t touch my stuff." Mik read.

 

"I think it's harsh but good." I said.

 

"Thanks Li." she said and smiled. I watched her set the paper down on the table.

 

"Okay boys. Time to go. Car is here." Louis said.

 

We all got up and bolted for the door.

 

***Mik's POV***

 

"All passengers please put on your seatbelts. We will be landing in New York City in a few minutes." the crackling voice that came through the PA system instructed us.

 

I was in a very comfortable position. I didn't want to move. My head was on Liam’s shoulder and out hands were clasped together. On my left Zayn was asleep on my shoulder and on Liam's right Niall was asleep on his shoulder. I moved to sit up so I could buckle my seatbelt. Zayn jerked awake.

 

"Sorry." I apologized when he gave me a look.

 

He just glared and I stuck my tongue out at him.

 

"You know you love me." I replied and then grinned.

 

Zayn just stuck his tongue out at me.

 

*At the airport in NYC*

 

"Oh lord. You boys certainly do attract thousands of fans." I said.

 

"Don’t worry. We will protect you from any harm." Louis said.

 

"Thanks Lou. Love you." I said.

 

"Love you too." Lou replied.

 

I was worried about the paps. If they got pictures of me, they were going to recognize me from the picture they got at the bar. I couldn't be recognized like that. I hoped they wouldn't see my face. They already knew me as Liam's girlfriend so I guess it wouldn't be too bad. Right?

 

We were surrounded by security guards and then the nightmare began. Fans were screaming and shouting. Cameras flashed. My head spun. This was madness. We made it through unscathed. I clambered into the limo and the boys tumbled in after me.

 

"SO you have to deal with that every day?" I asked, bewildered.

 

"Yup and you will too my friend. I mean if they like you. Which obviously they will. I mean who wouldn't?" Louis said.

 

"Thanks Lou." I said, sarcastically.

 

We rode in silence. The ride to the hotel was uneventful. I was nervous for our concert. That was tonight. And I was performing with One Direction. And doing a solo. Man I better not mess things up.

 

"Hey. Mik?" Harry said, jerking me out of my nervous jabbering inside my head.

 

"Yeah?" I said.

 

"Don't worry about tonight. The fans will love you. Everything will be all right. Plus, if you get nervous think of something that calms you down or just take a deep breath. Think about us." Harry gave me the advice I needed.

 

"Thanks Hazz. I'm worried about everything that could go wrong tonight. I just really don't wanna mess anything up for you guys.' I said.

 

"You won't. You'll be perfect. You are perfect." Harry said.

 

"Thanks Hazz" I said and gave him a hug.

 

We got to the hotel. After the mad dash to cover, we got our key and raced to the room.

 

“I CALL DIBS ON THIS ROOM!!!!" I yelled after finding the biggest room with the biggest bed.

 

Yells of disappointment rang throughout our suite. I laughed. That's the beauty of being me.

 

I grabbed my bikini and threw it on. I wiped off any makeup I had on and grabbed a towel. The hotel had a pool and a spa. There is no way I'm missing out on that.

 

I walked out of my door and saw that the rest of my family had the same idea. We were all in our bathing suits.

 

"Wow. Mik you are ripped." Niall said, poking my stomach. I have a six pack of abs by the way.

 

"Hey. Not as much as you guys though." I said, poking Niall.

 

This initiated a poke war on the way to the pool. You have to love the One Direction family. Life was sweet. So sweet. Especially with five boys named Liam Payne (my boyfriend), Harry Styles, Zayn Malik (my bestie), Niall Horan, and Louis Tomlinson.

 

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