One Direction Prefrences and Imagines

Prefrence #73 " You're a swimmer and he goes to your practice" (Requested)

Zayn: "Whoa whoa whoa missy, where are you going dressed like that?" He asked as you stepped out of the changing room at your swimming meet. You promised the last time you went that Zayn can tag along this time. You pointed to the pool, "Swimming." "Not in that, you're not!" You raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Zayn ... this is my uniform." "A swimsuit?" "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU SWIM IN?" "Well ... I didn't think it was this sexy and revealing." You blushed and he held your hips, "There's boys out there." "I know ..." He glared at you, obviously not winning the little whining match he perceived. "Fine. But I'm coming with you all the time now!" You pulled away, walking off, calling over your shoulder. "No you're not!" "YES I AM!" You chuckled as you, were handing your cap and goggles, "You're so mean!" "He's used to it!" You laughed.

Liam: "That was AMAZING!" Liam cheered as you hopped out of the pool, taking your goggles off, wiping your nose. You smiled, "Thanks babe!" He frowned and you looked at him, raising an eyebrow in confusion. "Is something wrong?" "You're lips ... why are they purple?" He asked, obviously concerned. "The water is pretty cold, Liam," you laughed, "I'm used to it, it's okay." "No it's not, babe-" "Liam, my love, I am okay." You said, smiling. He nodded, grabbing your hands, moving his lips close to yours, whispering against them. "Let me just ... warm them up ... just in case." You giggled and he pressed his lips to yours, both of you moving in sync with the rhythm of each other's mouth's. Out of nowhere, you both heard a loud whistle being blown in your ear. You and Liam jumped back to see your best friend snickering, "No kissing during practice." "This is practice," you winked and she huffed. Grabbing your arm, mumbling an apology to Liam, she pulled you away. "I'LL BE HERE BABE ... WAITING!" He called out, making you blush.

Louis: "Fuck fuck fuck!" You thought to yourself as you saw your opponent start to catch up to you out the corner of your eye. You pulled up from the water, taking a deep breath, going back down. Your legs swiveled quickly and your arms moved quick. You touched the wall of the pool, coming up for air. You took your goggle off, breathing heavy, turning to see the scoreboard. Your name moved from third place to first place, your teammates cheering. They pulled you out of the water, congratulating you. "YEAH [Y/N]!" You looked up to see Louis sitting in the bleachers along with Niall. You ran to him and he picked you up, despite you being soaked. "That was incredible, how did you do it?" "Practice." You chuckled and he rolled his eyes playfully, lifting your face to his, kissing you passionately and slowly. "Okay ... guys? Guys!" You pulled back and laughed, "Sorry Niall!" "No worries. Great match, [Y/N]!" "Thank you!" You looked at Louis, getting an idea. "Hun ... come with me. Niall, you too." They both followed to the edge of the pool where you winked at your best friend. She smirked, coming over and looking at Louis. "Do you know what makes a good swimmer?" You asked. Louis thought before shrugging. "Pranks." "Wait ... what?" Before you said anything else, Niall, you and your friend pushed Louis into the pool. He swam to the top, shaking the water from his hair. "HEY!" "That's what you get for filling my cap with mustard." He smirked and you pushed him back down.

Harry: "And what was that one you just finished doing?" "The butterfly." "Riiight." Today was the first time Harry came with you to swimming practice. He loved it, but what he loved most was watching you do what you enjoy with your friends. He led you to the pool, as your coach made teams for the 4 by 100 meter freestyle swim. "Good luck, sweetie," he smiled, pulling you in for a kiss. All blushes and giggles, you pulled away from each other. He gave you a wink before walking back to the bleachers where a few of the coaches and other people who showed up were seated. You pulled your goggles on, along with your cap. You stretched your arms and legs, earning a wolf whistle from your boyfriend. You laughed, stepping in line last. The bell went off and everyone started cheering for their team. "[Y/N]," your friend whispered to you, "do the butterfly. It's your fastest." You nodded, fixing your cap. Before you knew it, you were first in line, watching your teammate come back. You shook your arms and leaned forward, waiting for the right time to jump in. Just as she touched the wall, you were off. With your team already in first place, you swam quickly to the other end of the pool and back in a matter of minutes. "YEAHHHHH!" Your team shouted as you touched the wall, remaining in first place. You laughed, getting out of the pool, only to be tackled by Harry. "THAT WAS AWESOME! You were the fastest one out there!" "Awe, thank you! I think it's because you were here though." He blushed, kissing your blue lips, twirling you around in awe. "When's your next practice?" "Three days." "I'm coming!"

Niall: "COME ON, [Y/N]! YOU CAN DO IT!" The Irish accent rung throughout the room, only making you go faster and faster. Just as you came up for your last breath of air, you heard it again, making you smile through your heavy breathing. "FIRST PLACE! YESSS!" He and Liam cheered, giving each other high fives. Zayn gave you a thumbs up, Louis and Harry clapping for you. You got out of the pool, being greeted my pats on your back from your friends and coach. You grabbed a towel, taking off your goggles and cap, wiping your face. Niall came over to greet you, the boys tagging along behind him. "Wonderful," was all he said before kissing you sweetly. "Thank you! Thanks for coming guys, this was an important practice for me. FINALS NEXT! WOOO!" You all laughed, Niall wrapping an arm around your waist. "Although, I do need to see what we could do about this uniform." "Why?" "It makes your ass look incredible." Louis laughed, Harry piping up in comment. "How is that a bad thing?" "Count how many guys are here. You tell me." "Awwwe, Niall! Getting jealous!" You cooed, pinching his blushing cheeks, giggling. "Don't worry, I'm sure they like it just as much as you do." The boys laughed and Niall huffed. He went to go push you into the pool, you grabbed him, making him fall in with you. You swam to the top, hysterical laughing as he followed you, chuckling himself. "You're something else, you know that?" He smiled, swimming over to you, backing you up against the pool wall. "Mmmm ... yeah! I do!" You giggled and he winked, kissing you lovingly