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Preference #7: You Tell Him You're Pregnant

(I will still be putting Zayn for like 2 or 3 preferences then i'll take him out and do another cover)

Preference #7: You Tell Him You're Pregnant

Louis

You were so excited to tell Louis you were pregnant but you couldn't decide how to tell him though. As you paced around the kitchen, a hand placed firmly on your abdomen, you let your thoughts run wild. You and Lou were going to be parents. A lot was going to change. You would need to start preparing the nursery room and you would need baby supplies. Can you buy those things in bulk? Your eyes wandered to the notepad and pen that were stuck to the kitchen. You had an idea.

When Louis walks in, you're sitting at the dining room table, a huge grin plastered on your face. "Hey babe, guess what time it is?" you say. Louis shrugs and comes closer to you, a curious look on his face. "It's budget day!" you say brightly. Louis groans and you kiss him on the cheek. "I know it's not your favorite chore so I decided to take care of it."

"You did? Thanks beautiful," Louis says, looking relieved. You smile but your insides were shaking. You take a calming breath, trying to ease your nerves. "Yeah, I just need you to look over the numbers and stuff..."

"Can't I do it later?" Louis asks. You shake your head. "It won't take too much time I promise," you plead. Louis sighs and sits down next to you. Even though Louis is a part of 1D, you were taught from a young age on the value of budgeting and saving for a sunny day. Something you hope to teach your own child in a few years. Louis flicks through the papers, frowning. "Why is there a miscellaneous section?"

"Turn the page," you whispers. Louis turns the page, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Babe, why do we need to renovate the room down the hall? I thought we were going to leave that as a nur-" his voice trails off and he looks up at you, his eyes widening. You nod, tears in your eyes. "Y/N...are you-"

"Two months," you whisper. You can't contain your tears anymore. They flow freely as Louis hugs you tightly, careful not to hurt you. "We're gonna be parents love," he whispers. He strokes your stomach, sniffling as he wiped his own tears away. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For giving me everything." He whispers. He bends down on his knees. "Hey baby. Daddy loves you so much. I can't wait to meet you,"

Harry

You had just gotten your test results and you just found out that you were two months pregnant. You were ecstatic to tell Harry but you weren't sure how to tell him. This was your first child and you wanted the moment to be perfect. You were nibbling on a pastry when you got the idea.

When Harry comes home, you hear him take a sniff. "Wow babe, that smells really good. What are you making?"

"Buns," you reply, a small smirk on your face at your pun. You hope Harry would get this one, he is the king of bad jokes after all. Harry comes over and gives you a kiss on the cheek. "That's great love. You didn't cook dinner though did you?" he asks you. You pretend to ponder the question, while resisting the urge to roll your eyes. Trust Harry to ruin a nice moment for the both of you. "Well no...I'm busy baking this bun...in the oven."

"That's okay love, we can order something," Harry says, smiling. Now you roll your eyes. "I'm okay. I just want to my little bun." He furrows his eyebrows and you sigh. You place his hands against your abdomen. "Bun in the oven," you whisper. Harry looks up at you, his mouth open slightly. "You mean..."