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.


47. Running After the Girl

Liam's POV*


I watched as Mikayla ran out of the restaurant and how no one went after her. It had started raining outside.


"Liam, why aren't you shocked about this?" Niall asked me.


"I already knew. She asked me not to tell you guys because she wanted to tell you or not tell you I guess." I replied and kept staring at the door os the restaurant. Part of me was hoping that she would come back. Part of me knew she wasn't. I stood up, my chair making the squeaking noise.


"I'm going to go find her." I said and left the table.


I had noticed that Nathan hadn't left nor Lilly. But Lilly was just as shocked as they others were. I walked out and got immediately drenched. Where was she?


*Mikayla's POV*


I slid down against the wall and put my head in my hands. Why did they have to make this so hard? I was almost at that point where I wasn't going to leave. But I had to because I promised Nathan and Lilly. Well more Nathan then Lilly because I'm sure that Lilly wouldn't mind staying. I cried and cried. I loved them. A lot. And I didn't think I loved Nathan anymore. Being with these boys made me realize that everything I did was to try and make myself forget about Harry. I can't do that anymore. The rain came down.


Perfect. Just the thing I needed to make this day complete.


The rain poured down onto me soaking me to the bone. I didn't care. All I wanted was to melt into the ground and disappear. But that wasn't going to happen. It wasn't scientifically possible.


"Hey. A pretty girl like you shouldn't be in this rain all alone." a scratchy voice slurred.


I looked up and saw a group of men. I stood up quickly and wiped my eyes. They smelled like alcohol and were a lot older than I was. Fear shot through me. I was all alone and my phone was in my purse which was back at the restaurant with Lilly.


"I have to go. Excuse me!" I said, my voice shaking.


"Oh no you don't. You are staying here beautiful." the bald guy growled.


"Please. I have to go!" I said, my voice getting louder.


The group of men blocked my way and I backed up. They were getting closer to me. Fear coursed through me. One of them made a grab towards me. I slipped out his grasp as it wasn't very strong but her ripped my dress. Then I backed up into another and he grabbed onto me. I screamed.


"HELP! PLEASE SOMEONE!" I screamed before the man holding me slapped his hand over my mouth.


I licked his hand and grimaced at the taste. He uncovered my mouth to wipe his hand and I kicked my leg up into his crotch. He let go of me and I ran. I pushed past the others who stared at me and I bolted away from them. I stopped after a few minutes and looked behind me to make sure they weren't following me. They weren't. I started walking in the direction I was running and kept walking. I didn't know where I was or what time it was. I was still scared to death. Some guy basically tried to rape me. It was all my fault. If I didn't run away then none of this would've happened. It all came down to me running away from my problems. I sighed and felt a few tears leak out.  I looked down at my feet and then ran into someone.


"Oh thank god." a voice said.


I looked up and gave him a huge hug.


"Liam!" I cried and buried my face into his already wet shirt.


"Mikayla! Oh lord thank goodness I found you. I was worried sick. Come with me." Liam said soothingly.


Liam pulled me with him and his arms still wrapped around me. I cried until I had no more tears and yet I still sobbed.


"This is all my fault." I sobbed.


"No. No it isn't. Nothing is." Liam said, softly.


"Yes it is. I ran. Like I always do. When I can't handle things I run. And it always leads to trouble. I almost got raped back there and it's all my fault. Not yours. Not Niall's. Not Zayn's. Not anyone's but mine." I cried.


"Mik. It's not anyone's fault!" Liam said, fiercely.


I just cried and stayed silent. Liam's hand rubbed circles on my back. I held him tightly.


"Come on. Let's get you upstairs. What's you room number?" Liam asked me.


I looked up and saw we were in my hotel. I told him the room number and we walked upstairs. I handed him my room key and he opened it. He led me into my room and I curled up on my bed. I was so tired, emotionally and physically.


"Mik you've got to get out of those wet clothes." Liam said.


"I don't want to." I said, stubbornly.


"Fine. I'm going to my hotel room to get changed and when I get back you better be out of the shower and dressed in warm and dry clothes. I'll be back in fifteen minutes." Liam said, sternly.


I sighed and continued to lay on the bed.


Liam sighed loudly and kissed my cheek. He stood up and left the room. I heard the door slam. Slowly I stood up and went to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the floor length mirror. My hair which was once in an elegant messy bun was down and plastered to my face. My make up was running. I had black streaks down my face and I looked like I was a raccoon. My gaze followed my body downward. My dress was in tatters. I had no scratches but a few bruises appeared along my arms and waist. I sighed and stripped. I threw my dress in the trash and turned on the shower. I stood underneath the hot stream of water. I let the make up run off my face and turn the water black. I washed my hair and body then hopped out. I wrapped myself in a pink fluffy towel and walked back into my room. I picked up a pair of sweats and an old t shirt and pulled that on along with my underwear. I dried my hair and pulled it into a messy bun. I then sat on my bed waiting for Liam to come back. If he came back.


"Mik?" Liam called from the front of the suite.


"I'm in here." I replied.


Liam appeared in my doorway a few seconds later. He had on a plaid long sleeved t-shirt and a pair of faded jeans.


"I see you listened to me. DOesn't that feel better?" Liam said softly.


"Why are you doing this Liam?" I asked him.


"What do you mean?" he asked me a confused look on his face.


"Why are you doing this? Why are you helping me? Why are you even here with me?" I repeated.


"Mikayla Alexandra Patterson. Why are you asking this? I still love you but differently now. I loved you before and I still do. It's just a different kind of love. I hate to see you in pain, emotionally or physically. Mik I know you. I know you well. You hate to see us in pain and you hate the fact that you caused it. Well you're wrong. You haven't caused any of this. This was just the way things were planned. You run away because you're afraid of hurting people or getting hurt. THat's totally understandable. I would too. But I'm helping you because you need it. You need someone there for you. And I'll always be there for you no matter what happens." Liam replied, looking into my eyes as I searched his for any trace of a lie.


I didn't find any. All I saw was the truth. He meant every word of it and I was grateful for it. Liam looked at me after his speech and opened his arms. I took one look at him and ran into them. He wrapped his arms around my shaking body and I held onto him for dear life. Liam was my rock.


"Thank you Liam. I love you in the same way you love me." I broke the silence.


Liam pulled away from me and kissed my forehead.


"Mik. You don't have to go. You know that. We want you here. We want you with us. We love you. We care about." Liam told me.


"Liam. I know. You don't know how much I want to stay. I want to. I really do. But I can't leave Lilly. I can't leave her." I finally said after searching for some valid reason.


"She can come with us. Niall has seemed to taken a liking to her. She can stay with us." Liam replied, a small smile appearing on his face.


I let one slip by and saw Liam's smile grow wider.


"Liam. I'll see. I'm not promising I'll stay but I'm not promising I'll leave. We'll see what happens tomorrow at his party." I replied, finally.


Liam grinned.


"I knew it Mik." was all he said and hugged me again.


"Can you stay with me tonight?" I asked him after he put me down.


"Sure. Just let me go get some of my things and I'll be right back. Oh and I'll explain to the guys too." Liam said getting up.


"Don't tell them. Don't tell anyone about me might not leaving. Please. I don't want to get their hopes up and then crush them." I said right before he left.


"I promise." Liam said and left.


*Nathan's POV*


When we got back to the hotel, Lilly and I walked back upstairs to our room. It was about 10:00 at night and we were tired. I needed to go apologize to Mikayla. And make sure she was okay. I unlocked our door and Lilly went to her room while I went to go see how Mik was. I slowly opened the door in case she was asleep. And I quickly shut it as soon as I stuck my head in. Mikayla was asleep in bed. But she wasn't alone. Her friend Liam was there too. Mikayla was laying her head on top of his chest and her arms were wrapped around his waist. Liam's arms were around her body. They were both asleep. I gritted my teeth and tried not to scream. I had enough of this girl breaking my heart. Every time I saw her watching them, looking them up on the Internet, tracking them, it hurt. I knew she had gone through a lot and I respected that. But sometimes enough is enough. And this was just too god damn far. I went back to my room and fell asleep in anger and jealousy.


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