One Direction Bromance One Shots [Requests Open]

This One Time... At Band Camp...: Niam

I hurried out of my mums car and ran up to the boys.

“Harry! Louis! Zayn!” I yelled jumping at them, pulling them into a small group hug.

“Hey Nialler, how was your summer?” Louis asked ruffling my hair.

I playfully glared at him, fixing my hair.

“It was great.” I sighed, while we were walking down to our first class of the year.

“Yeah? Did you get lucky?” Harry winked nudging his hip into mine.

“Maybe.” I blushed embarrassed.

Zayn gave me a stern look. He was one of the only people that knew about my “problem”. Which isn’t actually a problem, it’s just, I can get pregnant. It’s not that big of a deal.

“Niall. Did you use protection?” Harry and Louis gave him a strange look.

Everyone knew I was gay, I was open about it, I didn’t get much hate, I did get a bit, but not much.

“Why would he need to use protection? He’s a guy, and I doubt he can get another man pregnant, let alone himself get pregnant.”

Zayn gave very a sad look, I had promised him I would tell them about my problem before summer ended.

“Niall. You didn’t tell them?”

I looked down at my feet. “No.” I muttered sheepishly.

“Tell us what Ni? You know you can trust us.” Louis said, as Harry nodded to agree with him.

I nodded, “Well, you guys might not believe this but, I’m one of the small percentage that can get pregnant.” I said quietly.

“That’s cool Ni!” Louis cheered clapping me on the back.

By this time, we were seating in our class, alone, early, as always.

“So, tell us about your summer Ni.” Zayn said.

“Well, this one time, at band camp, I did it, and I’m sorry Zayn. I had totally forgot about my condition and we didn’t...” I trailed off.

“Didn’t what Niall?” He asked.

“We didn’t use protection, okay? And the worst thing is. I had been feeling sick every sense. And so I went and did the test, it told me I’m pregnant. Z I’m too young to be a father.” I teared up.

“Well, who was it? So I know who to beat the pulp out of.” Louis asked clenching his fist.

“Liam. His name’s Liam Payne. But, you can’t hurt him. I know he got me pregnant, but I think I actually love him.” I whispered shyly.

“Does he know about this? That he’s going to be a father?” Harry asked.

I shook my head no. “I didn’t find out until after we had left the camp, I mean how embarrassing would it be to ask Nick, he was my counselor by the way, to get me a pregnancy test?” I signed. “And, we didn’t do anything keep in touch.”

“Ni! You can’t just raise the kid on your own, and not even let it know the father!” Zayn hissed quietly as other student started filing in as the bell went.

“I know! But there’s nothing I can do now. The camp was back in Wolverhampton, England! And need I remind you, we’re in Mullingar, Ireland! How on earth do you think I would be able to tell him, or find him?”

“Phone book? I don’t know. Try Facebook, Twitter. Anything, just don’t let that child grow up without a father.” Louis told me annoyed.

I gave him a fake gasp, “Dude, I am a father.” I joked.