A/N yes i will still do Zayn because i know some of you will still want me too :)
Niall
You look at your self from every angle possible, you even shut your eyes tight then spring them open in a hope that suddenly your clothes will just go into a larger size to fit your expanding waste. Niall bought you a new top that you loved as soon as you saw it but neither of you realised what trouble this top would cause once you tried to put it on.
You ultra slim pre-pregnancy body was the reason women looked at you in envy, well and because you were hooked to Niall's arm and you never complained about the looks you recieved even if you knew they were silently cursing you in their head, you worked hard for that body throughout the years and now was your time to flaunt it, while still being repectable mind you!
Niall walked into the room as tears filled your eyes and spilled over onto your cheeks. When he first saw you he stopped and it was clear in his face he was seriously contemplating leaving and running back in the direction he came, scared of your hormone filled body but he knew better of it or he knew that you had seen him so he walked cautiously into the room with a sympathetic smile on his face.
You tugged the tshirt once more trying to get it to fit before ripping it back over your head and throwing it into an unknown direction, it was only when your heard a soft 'umph!' you realised it had hit Niall in the head and it was currently covering his face which made you giggle slightly.
"I'm guessing this is the trouble?" he asks looking down at the tshirt after he took it off of his head "the one i got for you?" he says himself and the sadness that it wouldn't be seen on you for a while was clear in his voice.
"Don't you get sad now, your meant to be making me feel better" you tease softly before going sad again and a fresh set of tears start to fall from your eyes "I'm the fat one"
You start to bawl even more and your back starts to protest and ache about you being stood up so long so you sit down and Niall sits down next to you and wraps an arm around you, pulling you into his body so he can kiss your head.
"You beautiful, always have been and always will be you silly fool" he grins
Niall stands you up even though you want to sit down you as he asks, he stands you infront of the mirror and he stands behind you. You close your eyes hating to see the top half of your body in only a bra but Niall isn't happy about this
"Open your eyes" he demands softly so you do
"You and our little baby is the most beautiful thing i have ever seen, i worship the ground you walk on whether you waddle slightly" he teases making you punch him softly but you feel the smile on your face
"What can i say? i think it's kinda cute" he continues and you start of crying yet again but this time its happy tears because you know Niall really does love you what ever you look like.
Harry
After Harry had gone to work you took a shower and stepping out of it and walking into your bedroom you notice the full body length mirror, you let the towel slip out of grasp thinking you are going to love the glowing look on your skin and your little bump that is slowly growing.
Your suddenly regret it, that 'small bump that is slowly growing' now looks huge and unattractive and it is growing so fast that it just makes your burst out into tears, you don't know how could you have let this happen, you don't believe it is all the baby and it must be you, you realised you had let go a little recently not watching what you ate but you didn't realise how bad it had got until now.
