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.


6. R.I.P. Niall Horan and Louis Tomlinson

Two boys who were about to become very sorry they had woken me up with water. Niall and Louis ran like hell away from me. Harry and Zayn were hot on my heels. Suddenly I devilish plan popped into my head. I skidded to a stop and had Harry crash into me and then fall down which cause Zayn to crash into Harry and fall down, pushing Harry on top of me.


"Well isn't this a little bit awkward?" I said. Harry was a heavy boy. He grinned and wouldn't move.


"I quite like it here." Harry said, cheekily. I smirked at him and pushed him off of me. I pushed him a little bit harder than I expected myself to so he landed like a couple feet away from me. I laughed when he landed with a grunt.


"So, why the sudden stop Mik?" Zayn asked his tone of voice sorta annoyed. "I have a plan to get Niall and Louis back. But it is going to have to take a lot of work. But it will be definitely worth it." I said and grinned.


"Fine lets here this plan of yours." Zayn said. I smiled and ran a hand through my soaking wet hair. It was going to take ages to straighten. "Okay guys. We steal all there prized possessions, a.k.a. Louis carrots and Niall food. When they leave today, which they will, we steal all the food in house and hide it. Then we do the same for Louis except with him we hide carrots and anything carrot related. Then we don't give it back until they apologize for doing this prank on us. Got it?" I said.


They all nodded and I turned around. "I’ll be in the shower. Oh wait I can’t. I'm going to use your shower, Harry." The only reason I picked Harry's shower was one it was the biggest next to mine and it had some of the same products as I had in mine because Harry's room is normally where Rebecca sleeps, when she comes over.


"Okie dokie." Harry said, flashing me a grin. Uh oh. That grin didn't seem innocent. Not innocent at all. I walked upstairs and grabbed some clothes and whatever I needed from my bathroom. Then, I walked into Harry’s room and walked into the bathroom. I locked the door and then started to get ready to take a shower. I turned on the water and hopped in.


The hot water relieved all the stress and knots in my muscles. It was literally amazing. The only thing I don't like about a shower is that it affects everything but your brain. SO my brain was still running on full power.


This was my brain at the moment:


"What is going to happen with me and Harry? He looks familiar. I don't know why but he does. The weird thing is that I haven't met him or seen him in person until now. This was so weird. And what was I thinking telling him that I loved him. All that gave him was the chance to play with my feelings. Why does he have to be so damn hot? Why do all of them have to be? I know Liam and Louis are taken by Eleanor and Liam is by Danielle so there is no way I could fall for them. That just leaves Niall, Zayn, and Harry. Niall is out because he is like my brother and it is so weird and awkward to go out with your brother. And I think he likes someone else. SO that leaves Zayn and Harry. They both are sweet and amazing to look at. They both care about their girlfriends. Harry has a reputation of a player and Zayn he just is quiet and mysterious. There isn't enough I know about him.


SHUT UP BRAIN!!!! This was hurting my head. I hated how I always have to think of this.


After my shower, I got out and wrapped myself in a towel. My wet hair was already immediately starting to curl. Great another hour of my life wasted on my stupid hair. This sucked. I heard someone sneeze. I whipped around and almost screamed.


Mr. Harry Edward Styles was in my bathroom. Well technically it was his bathroom but I was using it.


"What the hell Harry?" I said, and I looked down to make sure I was covered.


"I missed you." he said, and he flashed a grin. It made my heart melt. I am dying inside. This boy was the one for me. But, I didn't want to get hurt. Because I know eventually Harry is going to leave me for someone else.


"Well couldn't you have waited until I was out of the shower and dressed in at least some clothing?" I asked him.


"Nope. Where is the fun in that?" Harry said, cheekily. Man he has dimples! I had to work hard at not making my voice falter.


"Umm. I don't know. But why don't you get out of my shower so I can change. Then we can go do whatever." I said and then regretted it. I watched as Harry’s face light up as he took in what I just said. "Appropriate things." I added. I giggled at Harry when his face slightly fell, then brightened again.


"Fine! But it's your loss." Harry said as he walked out the door. He shut it and I pounced on the knob. I locked it and made sure it was locked. Then I quickly changed and brushed my teeth. I began to sing What Makes You Beautiful randomly out loud. I put on some mascara and eyeliner and turned around and almost fainted.


"Mr. Harry Edward Styles what in the world do you think you are doing?" I sang. I don't know why I was singing. I'm horrible at it but I felt like singing anyway.


"Oh nothing. Just doing a TwitCam. SO guys this is Mikayla, our rescuer. Without her we would have died from the attack of the fans. I mean it. What did you guys think of her singing?" Harry replied holding up his IPhone.


Just then my phone buzzed. It kept on buzzing and buzzing. I opened it up to find I know had like a thousand new followers on Twitter. #Mikaylasinging and #lolmikaylaandhermakeup were trending.


"Harry! How long were you filming me?" I asked, slightly letting my anger slip into my tone of voice.


"Long enough. Huh guys?" Harry said.


"Harry Styles. Put that away now or I will kill you." I growled playfully. This was annoying but kinda funny too.


"Nah! This is fun. So I guess I will see you guys in the afterworld. I'm going to be killed by Miss Mikayla here. Bye my faithful Directioners." Harry said and waved to the camera.


My phone was again alive with notifications.


I had several messages like


Don’t Kill Harry!


Please don't kill my boy!


Nooooooooo!!!!!! Not Hazza!! I'm coming Harry!


That last one was from Louis.


"See my fans don't want you to kill me.” Harry said.


"Well too bad." I replied, biting my lip to keep from laughing.


"Okay guys. I guess she is serious about wanting to kill me. So bye!" Harry said and ended the TwitCam. "SO now are you going to kill me?" Harry said, stepping forward. He was getting extremely close.


"Definately" I replied, though now I wasn’t so sure. The scent of Harry was intoxicating. It fuzzed up my brain and I wasn't sure what was happening. He smelled that good.


"Oh I don't think you are." Harry said, stepping even closer. We were extremely close. So close our foreheads were almost touching.


I nodded my head and then I leaned forward and kissed him. My mouth landed on his so fast. I couldn't help myself. My heart had taken control of my brain. My brain kept saying, "Don’t Mikayla Don’t" while my heart said, "DO it. You love him."


I felt him deepen the kiss and I allowed him too. This was magical and just downright unbelievable. Harry was an amazing kisser. I melted into his body. I heard the door to the room slam open and a figure stood in the doorway.




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