One Direction Imagines and One Shots

Harry Imagine

"Oh yeah, my younger brother played football [American soccer] a little while back."

"Really? Well does he play any better than you?" Harry asked you.

"I've seen her play, it's not hard to be better," Niall mumbled.

Harry elbowed him in the side and gave him that 'shut-your-face-right-now-or-I'll-kill-you' look.

"Actually, he does," you say, "but he sucks so I suck even harder."

All five of them look at you wide eyed and start cracking up while you sit and think about what you just said. It finally dawns on you and you start laughing with them.

Louis holds his stomach and says to you: "That's what Harry looks for in a girl!" That makes them all laugh even harder.

As you are all calming down, Harry starts to explain the rules and stuff.

"So it's pretty much just don't let the other team get the ball, aim for the goal that isn't ours, and don't use your hands?"

"Unless you're the goalie," he says.

"Unless you're the goalie," you repeat.

"So how are we gonna do the teams?" Zayn questions.

"Well first we need to get team captains," Niall chimes in.

"I'LL BE ONE!" Louis says cheerfully.

"And I'll be the other one," Harry adds. "You get first pick, Lou."

"I'll pick... [Y/N]!"

You look at him in disbelief and then to Harry who is mirroring your shock.

"But, but-" Harry stuttered looking at Liam and motioning his arms to Louis.

Liam cut him off, "You said he could pick first so I don't want to hear it!" He kicked at the ground and started to mumble some incoherent words.

The teams ended up being you, Louis, and Liam against Harry, Niall, and Zayn. After about five minutes, the score was three to nothing; the only reason was because you insisted on being goalie while Harry was the other one. "[Y/N], don't let Niall get it in! He's going for the right side of the net!" you hear Louis yell. Quickly, you focused on the speeding Niall heading towards you. He kicked, you lunged, you felt the ball hit your hands, and then you hear the cheering of everyone. Everyone but Niall who is slightly disappointed.

"Yea! You finally saved a goal, good for you!" Harry said as he came over and engulfed you in a hug while lifting you off the ground. He was kissing your cheek repeatedly. Everyone started to calm down about the save but Harry was still kissing you.

"Babe," you said as you poked him. He just kept going. "Babe!"

"Yes love?" he finally answered.

"I think that's enough PDA for now."

"Fine," he said as he put you down. You both walked over to where the other boys were calling off the rest of the game. But you didn't mind because with your hand in Harry's, you didn't care what was happening at all.