One Direction Imagines

A compilation if different 1d imagines. Get requesting and I hope you enjoy reading them! Also, please check out my 1d fanfic Forever And Always!!


72. Zayn Imagine For Jessica

“I’m so gonna beat you,” you say with a smirk while adjusting your goggles. “I love yah babe, but I’m gonna demolish you,” your boyfriend Zayn replies with a tone that reeks of competitiveness. “Whatever, think what you want,” you laugh. You can still remember the day that Zayn taught you how to snowboard. He had brought you out to the back yard where there was a small hill, it wasn’t even a hill, it was a spot of slanted ground. Your hands had attached themselves to his shoulders and you had refused to let go. Since then you had gotten really good, with his help of course. Now you were just as good, if not better then him. You didn’t let him forget that either. A little friendly competition never hurt anyone, right? You slowly felt yourself start to slide down the hill before kicking it into gear. You shot down the hill at a hurried speed, the cold wind bit your face. Glancing to the side, you could see Zayn, he was catching up to you, so you duck your head and tried to gain speed. You reached the bottom of the hill seconds before Zayn, but those seconds were enough. “Ha! I told you I would beat you!” You said laughing and pointing at him to make your point. He just rolled his eyes at you and pouted. “Aw come on, don’t be a sore loser,” you say ruffling his hair. He scowled at you, he hated when anyone messed with his hair, “I’ll stop being a sore losing when you stop being a sore winner,” he spat, still upset. “Come on Zayn, don’t be like that,” you say trying to give him a peck on the cheek, but being the stubborn guy he is he just turned his head away. “What now you won’t even kiss me?” you ask laughing. He shakes his head. “What? I don’t even get one little teeny tiny kiss?” you ask. Now it’s your turn to pout. His eyes narrow, and he stares at you from the side. Then he quickly pounces like a cat, knocking you off your feet into the cold slow. “Zayn!” you shout through laughs, “stop!” He refuses and just plants kisses along your neck and cheeks. You push him off you and roll your eyes. “Sorry babe, I couldn’t resist,” he said smiling stupidly. Sure he may have been an idiot sometimes, but he was your adorable idiot and you wouldn’t have him any other way.
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