One Direction Imagines!

Preference 17: He comes to your volleyball game

Preference 17: He comes to your volleyball game

Niall: "Hey babe." A rich Irish accent spoke behind my back. "Niall! What are you doing here?" I yelled in excitement. He wasn't supposed to be in the area today. "I couldn't miss my baby's big game!" He replied with a quick kiss on the cheek. "Show them what you're made of!" He encouraged before I was called to the court. As my teammate was preparing to serve I glanced over to find Niall in the stands holding a big bright sign saying, "7 is mine!" I blew him a kiss and focused on killing my opponent even though it was hard with Niall being so adorable over there.

Louis: "COME ON Y/N! SPIKE IT IN HER FACE!" Louis shouted as I went up to spike a set; smashing it over the net. "YEAH GO Y/N!" Louis applauded. "Sir can you calm down?" I heard a man's voice not so politely asked. "No, I won't stop supporting my girlfriend!" Louis snapped. As much as I wanted to hug him for saying that I shushed him from the court before he caused more trouble. I got another perfect set and spiked it right into a girl's face ending the third match. "YEAH! THATS MY GIRL! WINNERS!" He erupted again before running on the court and hoisting me on his shoulders with pride.

Harry: Every now and then I would glance behind me to see Harry in the balcony looking down on the game. Each time he would flash a smile towards me. I faced forward and awaited my opponents serve crouching down into my low stance and swaying back and forth some. I hit everything perfectly and got some nice serves as well leading my team to a victory. Before I could go see Harry, I went to the locker room to freshen up. The screen of my phone like up with an Instagram notification from him. "Her game is as tight as her spandex!" Was the quote for a picture of the game. That boy.

Zayn: "Come on you've got this!" Zayn mumbled from the silent stands. All my serves had gone to crap today and this was the one that would end the game. I tossed the ball high in the air and ran up and jumped. The ball went over with incredible force. "A-C-E Ace!" My team shouted with pride running over to hug me. "Yes!" Zayn cheered loudly with a standing ovation. The crowd diffused out and Zayn made his way to me. "You are unstoppable!" He pressed a kiss to my sweaty cheek. "Thank you!" I blushed a bit. "I'm so proud to call you my girlfriend." He left off an innocent smirk and we went out to celebrate.

Liam: "Bump... Set... Spike!" Liam instructed as he tossed me the ball while I warmed before my game with some pepper. "Okay now dig." He chucked the ball at the floor making me dive multiple time. "Spikes. Flick that wrist!" He continued. "Thats weak! Try to hurt me!" I obeyed his command. "Ow!" He screeched grabbing his finger tightly. "Be careful what you ask for Liam." I giggled. "Y/N here now!" My coach called. "Good luck sweetie! You'll do great!" Liam assured and headed to his seat. We were playing well but I didn't have my big moment until I received a perfect set. I used all my strength and spiked it causing a digger crumble over in pain with a newly sprained wrist. "I taught her everything she knows!" Liam took credit for my action. I just shook me head and smiles at his dedication to my favorite sport.