One Direction Preferences

Snowboarding

Liam: “What’s so hard about it? It’s like surfing right?” he asks as he straps the board to his feet. “Well, it’s sort of like that I guess.” you tell him, doing the same with your own board. “Well then let’s get with it.” he says, taking your hand, shuffling across the snow. You nod, and then turn the board to go down. He lets go, and you both start down the hill. Once you reach the bottom, he’s out of breath and he pants “Not like surfing, at all.” You laugh and kiss his nose before dragging him back up to the top to do it again

Louis: “Come on a race. It’ll be fun.” he says, already picking you up from the snow. You couldn’t say no to Louis. “Fine, but if I win, we go back to the hotel for the day.” He nods, just glad that he has someone to race. “Ok, so the first one to the bottom wins? Simple enough right?” You nod, and brush some snow off your butt. “Ready go!” he shouts as you barely turn back. “No fair.” you call after he’s already a good distance from you. You start down the hill, and he looked back to you laughing. Once you met him at the bottom, he kisses your pouting lips, and hugs your hunched shoulders, but you pull away and demand a rematch.

Harry: “Come on Harry, you’re doing great.” you say, as Harry clings to your hand, as you go down the kiddy slopes at the resort. “You think so?” and you nod. “Maybe let go of my hand then love? I think you can do it on your own.”  He laughs and lets your hand go. “Here I go.” he says as a few kids pass him. You laugh as he starts to fall down the hill, you going slowly behind him, his face moving from excitement to shock to fear.” “Oh God, I’m going too fast. I’m going to wipe out.” he says as his pace quickens. You laugh, but then he falls, making you stop. You stop yourself, and kneel next to him, saying, “Harry are you ok?” He shakes his head to clear it and he smiles “Let me at the real course, I can do it.” You laugh and shake your head “I think you need some more practice.” before pulling him up, to let him try again.

Zayn: “Come on let’s go!” you whine, trying to pull Zayn from the hotel to the snow. “Why? It’s warm in here, and we have each other, aren’t I enough for you?” he asks, sitting up from the bed. “No.” you joke, standing him up. He pouts, but follows you outside, watching you put your snowboarding stuff on. “Aren’t you coming?” you ask, and he shakes his head “Nope.” “Please?” you say, pulling some gloves on. He frowns, but gets his stuff, and puts it on. After a few minutes of baording, you are freezing and whine at him “Can we go back to the hotel please? It’s freezing.” He laughs and shakes his head “Nope, we’re staying out here, just like you wanted, since I’m not enough.” You sigh, and kiss him deeply, “You are enough, now please?” He smiles and nods, and you go back to the hotel to warm up.

Niall: “This is going to be sweet!” he exclaims as you get in the lift after having a race to the bottom. “Yes, and I’m going to win this time.” you pout, scooting away from him. “Oh come on, you can’t be mad at me, not when I beat you by so much.” he laughs, moving closer to you. You cross your arms, but he unfolds them and kisses you swiftly. “Aren’t we supposed to be there by now?” he questions, and you notice that you aren’t moving. “Uhm Niall, I think we’re stuck.” He sighs, and looks around “Guess we’re stuck here for a while, but I’m still going to beat you.” You laugh and start talking while you are trapped in the lift. When it finally does you’re freezing, and you end up beating him down the hill, just so you can get in your hotel and get warm.