One Direction Imagines

Weekend at the Masters (part 1)

"Next in line."

"Oh! That's me."

"Name?"

"(Y/F/N) (Y/L/N)"

"Ah! Here you are. Welcome to the Masters Ms. (Y/L/N). Here is your photographer pass and key card to your hut you will be staying in, along with the other photographers. Next!"

Grinning, you walk away, slipping the pass lanyard over your head. Masters weekend here you are! All of your hard work to get this experience job had paid off.

Heading to the photographers booth, you walk in, find your table, set your stuff down while sitting and let out a breath.

"Hello! You must be (Y/N), I'm Angela, fellow photographer," after setting up your station, you look behind you to see a blonde girl about the same age as you. "Hi! It's nice to meet you Angela," you smile and wave.

Getting up out of your seat, you grab your camera and walk out of the tent to explore the premises. Today is setting up day, with tomorrow as practice day following, so people can get a feel of the grounds.

As you're strolling along, you watch all of the pro golfers greet and socialize with another, along with their caddies getting the clubs ready. But you don't see the small crater in the grass, and end up tripping and falling on your face.

While pushing yourself up with your hands and spitting grass out of your mouth, you see a cute blonde kid jog towards you to help you up.

"Oh my god! Are you okay darlin'?"

"Oh yeah, I'm totally fine. Happens all the time," you awkwardly laugh while spitting more grass out.

"Are you sure? It looked like it really hurt. And your elbow is bleeding."

"Oh? Oh. Would you look at that," turning your elbow you see the gash he's referring to, along with the blood running down.

"Here let me help you with that," he says while grabbing your non-bleeding elbow and guides you to the first aid tent.

"Oh, you don't have to do that."

"No no no, don't worry. I want to help," he says smiling down at you.

"Well thank you. I appreciate it."

"Not a problem, beautiful."

Blushing, a nurse runs to your side. "What happened here?"

"Well I-"

"While I was preparing the clubs for my pro's practice round tomorrow, this pretty lady was walking and tripped when she didn't see a hole in the grass back there and scraped her elbow," blondie cut you off, "right?" He looked to you to confirm.

"Pretty much, yes," you nodded.

"Awe, you poor thing," the older looking woman pouts, "let's get you cleaned up honey, c'mon," she coos, leading you over to a bed and bandage kit.

After cleaning and covering your wound, the nurse clears you to go.

Walking out of the tent, you see the caddy from earlier waiting for you.

"Hey.How'd it go?"

"Great! It's a lot better now.Thank you!"

"No need to thank me, babe" he smiles sheepishly. "So what's your name?"

"(Y/N)" you smile, "and yours?"

"Niall. It's nice to meet you (Y/N). So are you a caddy too, or just a spectator."

"I am actually, in fact, neither. But a photographer," you smirk.

"Wow! That's so cool," he beams, "what kind of photographs do you take?"

"I'm into action shots," grinning, you look down at your feet.

"How awesome!"

"Really?" You snap your head up.

"Totally!"

"Well thank you" you smile.

"Niall!" he turns to a guy who looks about mid-20s.

"Rory! How are ya man?" The guy, who you assumes to be Rory McIlroy, famous professional golfer, jogs up to Niall to greet him.

"Hey! I'm pretty good, and yourself? I heard you're going to be my caddy, how great!" he smiles at Niall, until his eyes catch you.

"Hi, I'm Rory. You must be Niall's girlfriend. Nice to meet you! Wow Niall look at you," he smirks, looking back at Niall.

You and Niall blush simultaneously. "No, she's not my girlfriend. This is (Y/N), one of the photographers working the event," Niall shakes his head and chuckles, "(Y/N), this is Rory McIlroy, fellow Irishman and pro golfer, he's playing in the Masters."

"Hi, nice to meet you," you smile and shake Rory's extending hand.

"Well, I'm going to go back to the golfers tent and leave you two be. Again, nice meeting you, and see you later man," Rory turns and starts walking away.

"He seems nice," you grin, continuing to blush.

"Yeah, he's cool," he grins back, "sorry about the girlfriend thing, by the way, that must've been really embarrassing."

"Oh! That? Don't worry about it. I found it to be really funny if I'm being honest," you giggled.

"Well I should get going. See you around (Y/N)!" Niall beams while stepping closer and pulling you into a hug.

"Same here! I have to get back to my station," you smiled and hugged back.

Watching Niall jog away, you smiled and walked the opposite way. You already knew this was going to be a fun weekend.

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Sorry if this sucked. I haven't written in so long. But I'm going to try to update a lot soon.

This will also be a multi-part imagine. So keep on the look out for the continuation.

Hope you enjoyed!

-- Nikki