You were your towns eating champ. You were first in the pie, hot dog, and chilly eating contests. You did them every year from 15 years old to 18 years old. You had a really high matabalism, so you weren't sick from it. But you did get way healthy after you stopped. Your a skinny pole like Niall. You kept the trophies, but you didn't want Niall to see them, so you hid them in the closet. You didn't want him to know you were that crazy about food. Well on day Niall was looking for his favorite snap back, when he saw the trophies.
"Hey Y/N! What are these?" Niall asked as he showed you them.
"Those are my trophies." You whisper.
"Ooh! For what?" He asked excitedly.
"Uh, let's just put these away." You said, quickly. Niall stepped back quickly.
"What are they for hun.." He asked as he pulled one out. You took it from him.
"They're from eating competitions." You said then looked down.
"Cool! They're all first place too." He said, smiling. You smiled, because he liked them.
"You think I'm cool because I stuffed my face with food, just to win a trophy?" You ask.
"Yeah! I like having a girl with an appetite." He said then kissed your cheek. You blushed then showed him all of them.
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One Direction Imagines
FanfictionThese are just a bunch of one direction imagines and a few preferences.