One direction - Preference

Jeg er helt tosset med de her "preferences" som jeg finder på nettet. Jeg har ingen rettigheder eller what-so-ever til dem her.

Jeg skriver også nogle danske imagines (som jeg selv finder på), så hvis i keder jer, skulle i også til at tage et smut forbi dem.

Håber i vil nyde dem :D

OBS de er alle sammen på engelsk :)


171. The Sport You Watch/Play Together


    Liam: “It is all in the flick of the wrist babe.” Liam told you as you attempted once again to toss out your fishing line. You had fished before but only when you were little and with your dad. Liam was pretty good although you had not caught anything all day. “I am going to be soooo burnt!” You complain as you get excited as you feel something at the end of your line. “Liam! Look!” You yell excitedly as you begin reeling in whatever it was. “It's heavy.” You say just moments before Liam bursts out laughing and grabs the large branch you had managed to capture. “Ugh.” You say defeated as you pout on the boat. “Best fish I've seen all day.” He compliments giving you a kiss on your forehead before re baiting your hook. Louis: Louis had been so excited about getting tickets to go to his favorite soccer teams game and you gladly went with him even though you did not know a thing about the sport. However being how you were you took the liberty of slipping on the other teams jersey over the one of Louis favorite team. As you got in the car when he came to pick you up you could see the confusion and surprise on his face. “Did you dress yourself this morning?” He asked casually trying to figure out what you were doing. “Of course!” You say cheerfully as you get out of the car. Walking over towards his side you jump on him to give him a hug. “You still love me even if I go for this team?” You ask laughing. “I don't know I think you'd look better in blue than orange any day.” He said with a shrug. “Good!” You say giving him a kiss as you take the first jersey off to reveal one similar to his. “Now I love you even more.” He teases as you walk into the arena. Harry: You knew Harry had a thing for golf but you never thought you would actually have to go to one of his games. In his defense it was a charity event but by the fifth hole you were completely bored and annoyed that you had to stay for thirteen more. Harry could see you were annoyed and tried to cheer you up . “Mister Styles it will take more than you being nice for you to get a hole in one tonight.” You said smirking at your use of golf humor before turning away to grab a drink. “How about we go out to eat then, get dessert at that one bakery you like then go home?” He said with a flirty smile. “You know just to get into the swing of things.” He replied cheekily making another reference to golf as he walked away to putt giving you a wink. “Only if you win!” You call back. “Guess I'll be winning two times today then!” He calls back making you blush. Niall: Every time Niall came back from tour you guys just liked to go out and talk about everything that happened since the last time you saw each other. You had a basketball hoop out in the back yard so you would pass it back and forth to each other while you guys talked. “The crowd was amazing (y/n) you should have came.” He said as he threw the ball towards the basket but missed. Catching the ball you turn around to face him a smile on your face. “You know I would have but you see this new boyfriend I've got well he keeps me busy.” You said with a shrug. The new boyfriend being the puppy you had bought. “Really huh? Is he cuter than me.” Niall asked walking towards. “Much.” You said as you moved away from Niall so he wouldn't get the ball. “Nicer?” He asked lunging for the ball this time. “Definitely.” You manage to say before Niall has you in his arms tickling you for the basketball. Zayn: “This isn't even a sport!” Zayn complained as he leaned over the edge of the pool. You had been swimming for about half an hour when you insisted Zayn finally come join you. “Babe, you know I don't like to swim.” He tried reasoning with you while you swam over to meet him at the edge. “It's only five feet you can still stand up!” You defend. “You just don't want to get your hair wet.” You say preparing to splash him. “(Y/n)” Is all he has time to say as you spray him with a decent amount of water. “Now your going to get it!” He said a frown on his face. “Yeah cause you can get me when your up there huh?” You taunt. A second later he is in the water and you have a war on your hands.  
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