One Direction Preferences

#28 You Play The Same Sport (Requested)

Harry: Harry bounced from toe to toe, throwing quick punches into the air. He just got a new pair of boxing gloves, and he refuses to take them off. His curly hair bounced as he popped from one foot to the other. “What are you doing Harry?” You laughed as he threw punches at you. He barley touched you with the cold gloves. ”Let’s box.” He nodded toward the pair of gloves in the corner. “I don’t know Haz,” “Com’on Y/N I’ll go easy on you.” Little di he know you have taken up boxing when he was on tour. And your actually really good at it. “Fine,” You laced up the gloves and mimicked his movements. Throwing quick jabs, and ducking when he did. He was begin to work up a sweat, as soon as he left himself open you landed two quick punches on him, right in the stomach. “Unf” he fell over onto the floor. “Oh my god, Harry I’m sorry.” He rolled over onto his stomach. “I’m ok.” He groaned. “Im so sorry, I went a little to hard. I forgot to tell you I started boxing.” “I got that now,” He got to his knees, and leaned toward you, his head landing on your stomach. “I’ll make it up to you later, I promise.” His head snapped up, both his eyebrows raised. “Later Hazza,” You squealed as he threw you over his shoulder, and carried you to the bedroom.

Liam: When Liam told you he was going surfing, you were so excited. You haven’t been surfing in ages. “Can I come with Li?” You begged. “I don’t want you to get hurt.” You put your hands on your hips to argue, but before you could he gave in. “Fine, you can come. Just try to keep up.” When you got to the beach, and he saw your bathing suit his jaw dropped. “Don’t get distracted Liam.” You teased before running for the water. You both paddled out, and sat back waiting for a wave. “I really like that suit.” He gawked. “Eyes on the horizon lover boy.” Just a few minutes later, it started to form, you could feel it. When it got close enough you stood up. “Ok, baby. Stand up and try to…” He started to instruct before doing the same. Until he saw that your already gone. After you rode out the wave, you slumped onto the beach. Liam close behind you. “I didn’t know you could surf.” You laughed, “Yeah. Well, try and keep up.” You squealed running back toward the water.

Niall: When you and Niall went to visit your small home town, the first thing he noticed was the golf course. So of course, he had to go play. You have played golf with Niall before, he always likes to help you. And that’s OK with you. You were at the third hole when he offered to help. “Like this.” He said quietly, standing right behind you, his hands over lapping yours on the club. He helped you swing, and the little white ball soared. “It looks like he’s teaching you to play. That can’t be right.” A familiar voice boomed from behind you. You turned and immediately recognized your high school golf coach. “What’d ya mean?” Niall asked stepping back. “She is one of the best golfers I have coached in my 15 years.” He pointed straight at you. Awkward. You looked straight down at your feet. “Reallllly” He said, turning to face you. You just nodded. “Then why’d you let me help you all those times?” “Maybe I like it when you help me.” You mused giving him a quick peck.

Louis: There is a public football field a few blocks from your flat. Louis plays there sometimes, and you go with to watch. There is something unbelievably hot about Louis, when he gets sweaty and concentrated. After about half an hour later, he ran over where you sitting and begged you to play. “Com’on just kick a couple goals. Ill be the goalie.” He begged for 5 minutes, before you gave in. He stood in front of the goal, arms spread, ready to block. You ran up, and kicked the ball. Sending it flying right past him. “What was that?!” He asked stunned that you actually made it. You shrugged as he ran to your side. He brushed the air back off his sweaty forehead. “That was sexy.” He smacked your bum and ran back to the goal.

Zayn: You skated around the street outside your and Zayn’s flat. When he left for tour you tried to teach yourself how to ride his long board. You weren’t an expert, but you didn’t suck either. You managed to land a trick, and were scared to death when you heard someone clapping behind you. “Jesus Zayn, you scared me.” He laughed and walked down the steps toward you. “Your learning reall-eh quick babe.” He stepped on the end of the board, causing one end to fly up. He picked it up, “Hey I’m using that.” You whined following him toward the house. He turned around and wrapped one arm around your waist. He brought his lips right to your ear and whispered with a lust filled voice. ”Seein you skateboarding was actually reall-eh hot, so it would be really nice if you came inside and helped me deal with my little problem.”