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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13. Zayn's POV

"What the freak Zayn?!" I scream-whispered.

 

Zayn Malik had just kissed me. After Liam and Harry. So who was next? Niall, or Louis? I doubt either of them we going to kiss me but I never thought I would kiss or be kissed by Zayn Malik, Harry Styles or Liam Payne.

 

"Exactly. So who makes you feel special?" Zayn said, leaning back against the couch.

 

I just stared at this boy. He had just kissed me. Why though?

 

"Why did you just kiss me?" I asked.

 

"TO male you see that Harry and Liam make you feel different." Zayn replied.

 

"Oh." I said.

 

"So what does Harry make you feel like when he kissed you that one time?" Zayn asked.

 

"Well Zayn that actually wasn't the first time he has kissed me." I said, not looking at him.

 

"WHAT?" Zayn almost shouted.

 

"Yeah. Well it's a long story. See I lost my memory. I can’t remember anything that happened since my 15th birthday. When Harry kissed me, I got some of my memory back. It just so happened that I got two memories. One when we were little and one when we were both 14." I told Zayn.

 

"Well continue." Zayn said.

 

"The first one was when me and Harry were underneath a tree and we were seven. We promised each other that we would always be best friends forever. The next one was when we were at a Halloween party and Harry kissed me. Then Harry was in the middle of the street and a car was coming. I remembered that I pushed him out of the way and got hit instead. That's where the memory stopped." I said.

 

Zayn just stopped and stared at me. I wiped away a tear on my cheek. It had escaped when I tried so hard to keep it. I couldn't cry. Not now. And definitely not in front of my best friend.

 

"Thank you for sharing that with me. Does anyone else know?" Zayn asked. He came closer to me and pulled me into a hug. I squeezed him and he didn't let go.

 

"No. NO one knows except you. Please don't tell anyone." I said.

 

Tears were coming down faster. I tried so hard to keep them away but they didn't listen. Zayn held me close and let me cry.

 

"I'm so sorry Zayn. For dumping all this on you. This memory was the first memory I've had since the accident. No one told me anything after. They thought it would be too much for me to handle. I feel like there was something people were keeping from me. Something they didn't want to know." I said, moving my head away from Zayn's chest to see that I had left a huge wet spot.

 

At least I wasn't a snotty crier.

 

"Hey. It's okay. I totally understand. And I'm always here for you. Just remember that. And for your dilemma. GO with the one who makes you feel very special. Keep that in mind." Zayn said.

 

"Thanks Zayn. You are truly the bestest friend I ever had." I said, standing up.

 

"Your welcome." Zayn chuckled.

 

"Well I better go find Liam." I said and turned to walk out the door.

 

As soon as I walked out the door, Harry came walking in with an absolutely gorgeous girl on his arm.

 

"S-sorry." I said.

 

My heart hurt. Harry was with another girl. And she was gorgeous. She was ten times prettier than I was. It made me want to cry again. I walked past them.

 

*****Zayn's POV*****

 

I pressed my lips against hers. I watched as her eyes widen in shock. I loved the feel of her lips. She was my best friend. I shouldn't be thinking that. Especially when she was in love with both Harry and Liam.

 

"What the freak Zayn?" she scream-whispered.

 

"Exactly. So who makes you feel special?" I said, leaning back as she just stared at me. In shock.

 

It made my heart hurt knowing that she would never love me like she does to Harry and Liam.

 

I LOVED THIS GIRL!!!!

 

After she cried a little and then left, I heard someone stumble in and I looked up.

 

Harry and this drop dead gorgeous girl were in this room making out.  I could tell they were both drunk out of their minds. I hadn't had a drink at all. I looked at Harry in disgust and walked out. I saw Mikayla on Liam's lap and they were talking. I could see tears forming in her eyes. I wondered what was wrong. Mikayla. Mikayla. Mikayla was all I could ever think about. I needed to find myself a girl.

 

I walked up to the bar and ordered a drink. I sipped it and felt the buzz go through my body. I finished my drink and ordered another.

 

*The Next Hour*

 

I was eying a blonde haired chick that was looking really hot right now. I forgot how much I had to drink. I lost count at five. I was just trying to forget Mikayla right now.

 

"Hey!" someone said.

 

I swung around on my barstool and saw Liam.

 

"Hey Liam." I slurred.

 

"Zayn. How much have you had to drink tonight?" Liam sighed.

 

"I don't know. Want a drink?" I asked him grinning.

 

"No Zayn. You know I don't drink." he told me.

 

"Oh why not?" I slurred. Man I was really drunk.

 

"Because- Never mind. Zayn we got to get you home. Let me take you to Mikayla and she will take you to the car. I'm going to go find Louis, Harry, and Niall." Liam said, helping me up from my stool.

 

"Okay." I said. I smiled. I was going to Mikayla.

 

"Mikayla! Would you mind taking this extremely drunk boy to the car? It's around back so take the back door." Liam asked Mikayla.

 

"Sure. See you in a bit." Mikayla said and kissed him on the cheek.

 

Liam handed me off to her. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder.

 

"Zayn! What are you doing? I have a boyfriend!" she hissed in my ear.

 

"Okay. Fine. Let's go." I said, angry.

 

"Zayn what has gotten into you?" she asked me, anger starting to seep into her tone.

 

"Nothing. I'm sorry." I apologized and went silent.

 

We walked together through the packed, sweaty bodies of dancing people. Mikayla never let go of my arm. She had it in a tight death grip. Finally we made it to the back door. I opened it and cameras flashed like crazy. People shouted questions and my head started to hurt. Mikayla led me through the doors and to the limo which was waiting for us just a few hundred feet away. But first we had to make it through all these paparazzi.

 

"Mik!" I said in her ear.

 

"What?" she said turning around.

 

When she turned around I kissed her again. But this time, it was a full blown kiss. Not what we had shared in the room. Cameras flashed. Mikayla was just standing there stock still. I could tell she was surprised but she didn't do anything about it.

 

"Ahem." someone said in my ear.

 

I broke away from Mikayla and turned and saw Louis.

 

Damn. 

 

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