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#107: You Go Ice Skating Together

#107: You Go Ice Skating Together - 1d-ladies

Niall: "Ni, we can just go home if you want..." you said to your boyfriend, who was struggling to move forward just a foot or two without falling. He was currently clinging to the barrier for dear life, and you could tell he definitely wasn't enjoying himself. "No princess," he managed to get out. "No. We're staying." You immediately regretted telling Niall about how you used to skate when you were younger, and how you missed it sometimes. He insisted on taking you to the closest rink, so you could skate together. "But you're going to hurt yourself, babe!" you exclaimed, and Niall tried to roll his eyes, but taking his gaze off the ice only caused him to fall. "Come on," you say, helping him up, "You really tried, and that's what matters to me. Lets go celebrate your first time on ice with some hot chocolate!" you smile, and Niall grins and pecks your lips. "That's why I love you, princess."

Harry: You gazed into Harry's bright green orbs as he happily smiled down at you. The two of you had found a tiny pond that had completely frozen over while you were walking around Holmes Chapel. Harry ran back to his old house, grabbing the two of you skates, and helped lace you up, before helping you onto the ice. You'd been on the ice for a few hours now, talking, and enjoying each others presence, and the fact that there wasn't a single other human being in site. You held tightly onto his hand, as he kept an arm wrapped around your waist. "I love you so much, (y/n)." Harry murmured. "I love you too." you said. Harry leaned forward, kissing your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, every inch of skin his lips could find. You pulled Harry down closer to you, causing him to move forward slightly, which made you knock into him, making you fall down on top of Harry. You both burst out laughing. "Are you alright, angel?" Harry asked, and you nodded. "What about you? I did fall on top of you." you asked, and Harry chuckled. "Trust me babe, I'm fine with it." He said softly, leaning up to kiss your lips again.

Zayn: "Come on Zayn, please?" you asked your boyfriend to get on the ice with you. "No. Because I'll fall, then you'll laugh at me." he replied. "I'm fine just watching you." "Please Zayn? Pretty please with cherries on top?" you begged. "I promise I won't laugh at you!" "Fine!" he groaned. After spending a good amount of time helping Zayn get into the skates, you led him onto the ice. "See! This isn't so bad!" you said, and Zayn smiled at you. "Yeah, I think I'm starting to get the hang of it." he laughed. Soon, he was skating on his own, without you helping him around. "Zayn! You're actually really good! Especially since this is just your first time on ice!" you exclaimed, and Zayn grinned. "So, would you say I'm better than you?" he teased, and you rolled your eyes. "Don't get cocky now."

Liam: "Liam... I don't know about this." you whispered, as Liam helped guide you forward. "Relax, babe. You'll get the hang of it before you know it. You're already doing so well!" he said brightly, and you smiled at his cuteness. "I appreciate your optimism. But I think I'm pretty hopeless. I have enough trouble not falling over on land, now you've put me on slippery ice in a pair of weird boots!" you joked, and Liam laughed. "Just keep going... you'll be skating circles around me before either of us know what's happened."

Louis: Louis and you were skating around an empty rink. It was a hot July day, and while most people were going to the beach or pool, Louis had the unique idea of going to the ice rink. "You know, this is actually pretty fun!" you giggled, as Louis grinned down at you. He skated forward and turned quickly and started skating backwards. "Look (y/n), I think I should've become a hockey player!" he exclaims, and you laugh. "Or a figure skater. Sometimes, you really look the part." you tease, and he skates over to you, pushing you against the wall. "Want to say that again, babe." He hums against you neck, running his hands up and down you sides, brushing them carelessly over your chest. He leaned forward and kissed you, long and deep, before you were interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. You both shot around, seeing an entire hockey team and their coach awkwardly standing there. "Well, I guess we should be going then." Louis said, grabbing your hand and leading you off the rink. You managed to hold in your laughter until you were out of earshot of the coach, before you both began laughing hysterically.