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Niall: You were teaching Niall how to play Tennis because it was your favorite sport. He on the other hand was having a difficult time processing what he needed to do. You were trying your best to keep the rules of the game simple. You helped him hold the racket before teaching him how to swing. "So you swing like this and this is what we call a back hand serve." You tell him. Once he got into a good rhythm of what you were teaching him, you two started a little game to get him more comfortable. After a few games, you begun to feel as if the games were beginning to get more competitive. "M'gonna beat you, y/n!" He said as he completely missed hitting the ball that you had just served. You chuckled at your boyfriend's attitudes. "Starting now!" He said as you served the ball again. This time he hit the ball and you two kept a rally going for a while. Hours later, you were both completely exhausted from playing. "We should probably call it a day, babe! It's getting pretty late." He said as you nodded your head. "Let's go grab some dinner and have a movie night?" You ask him as he wraps his arm around your shoulder. "I like that." He says as the two of you head home.
Harry: The whole day had been spent with Harry teaching you how to play golf. It wasn't a sport that you were too enthusiastic about learning or playing but you wanted to learn for Harry. He meant so much to you that you would do anything for him. So here you were now learning about how to hold the golf club. To be completely honest, you didn't even care that you were learning how to play golf. The fact that you and Harry were close enough to you just made it really difficult for you to concentrate. "So you swing the golf club like this and make sure it hits the ball." Harry said. You swung the club back before swinging it forward watching as the golf ball got close to the hole. You jumped up excitement. "I got it close! Did you see that Harry?!" You asked as he chuckled. "Of course I did and you did it all by yourself, y/n!" Harry said kissing your temple. "I think I'm ready to play against you." You told him. The two of you spend the rest of your day competing against each other before Harry decides to take you out for a quiet dinner to which you of course agree to after an exhausting day.
Zayn: You watched as Zayn kicked the soccer ball around. You had always wanted to learn how to play. Zayn looked over at you and asked, "What's wrong, y/n?" You looked up to meet his gaze before responding, "Can you teach me how to play?" "Of course, babe! Come here!" Zayn said as you got out of your seat and rushed to stand by your boyfriend's side. "So you kick the ball like this, babe. And let's just start by kicking it between your two feet." Zayn said as he set the ball between your feet. You slowly started to move the ball back and forth using your feet. "There you go. Now try to slowly kick it to me." Zayn said as he stood across from you. You slowly kicked the ball to him before he kicked it back to you. The two of you continued on like this until you got really comfortable with it. Once you were comfortable, Zayn began to teach you simple tricks that you could use. And he also definitely wanted to teach you how to keep up with Louis.
Liam: You held the basketball in your arms and looked at Liam. Although you both knew that the other knew how to play basketball that didn't stop you two from wanting to help the other improve. "Your shooting stance is all wrong!" You tell Liam. "No it's not. I clearly have the correct stance! You're the one who has the wrong stance!" Liam said. "Then show me how I'm supposed to stand." You tell him crossing your arms over your chest. Liam chuckled at your reaction as he stood behind you while you stood behind the free throw line. He adjusted your arms before slightly bending your right arm before fixing your left arm. He placed the basketball in your hands and looked at you. "Then you just realize and follow through with your right hand, y/n." He said. You realized the basketball and watched as the ball went through the hoop. "See you did it!" Liam said as you huffed. "I still think I can beat you one on one!" You said sticking your tongue out at him. "Oh you're on! Ladies first!" Liam said ready to play defense against you. In the end, it was a close game with you winning after your final shot. The two of you stood across from each other trying to catch your breath. "I told you I would beat you!" You exclaimed as Liam chuckled before throwing his arm around your shoulder. "You did now let's go home and grab some dinner!" He said as you nodded your head.
Louis: Louis was playing with the soccer ball in your backyard while you were playing with a volleyball. You bumped the ball and watched as it went higher and higher each time you hit it. Eventually when you were comfortable with the height, you chose to spike the ball against the gated fence that separated Louis and you from the outer part of the arena. Louis watched as you hit the ball really hard that it somewhat bounced back towards you. You ducked quickly avoiding the ball. Louis caught the ball before you rushed back over to him. "You're really good, y/n!" He said as he handed the ball to you. You took the volleyball into your hands and smiled at him before you said, "Thanks! It's my favorite sport!" "I can see that! Can you teach me how to play?" Louis asked. "Of course! I'm sure you'll learn this pretty quick since you're a fast learner." You told him as you put the volleyball down on the ground. You reached for his hands and adjusted it so that he made a fist with his left hand before wrapping his right hand over his left. "So you keep your hands like this and then you simply bump the ball upward." You told him as you picked the ball up and bumped it to him. Louis slightly hit it the first time looking at you to see if he had done it correctly. "You're getting it. You just hit it a little harder." You told him as you bumped it to him again. This time he hit it higher than the first and you two bumped the ball back and forth to each other. The next things that you had taught him were how to set and spike. Spiking was obviously a lot harder because that had been the one weak spot for you but after much practicing you had succeeded in perfecting your spiking. Once you got Louis to get into a good rhythm of bumping, setting, and spiking, the two of you continued to bump the ball back and forth before adding setting and spiking into it.