One Direction Imagines and Preferences

Imagine- He doesnt know you're pregnant

You wake up in the middle of the night to grab a drink of water when you realize that Zayn is asleep in the couch. You two have been fighting quite a lot lately, and he took it too far last night. You got in an argument and he called you fat. You were always bullied for your weight when you were in school, and you thought you were away from all of that. But you aren't heavy because of your eating habits. You're pregnant, but with all the fighting going in, you didn't bother letting him know. But that's just the thing with Zayn, he always has to win. He doesn't care who he hurts as long as he feels superior.

You roll your eyes at his resting presence and shuffle back to bed. Your thoughts kept you awake. How should you tell him? Should you just keep it to yourself until the fighting subsides? He won't care...right? You couldn't take it anymore, you always over think things. You drift off to sleep.

The sunshine floods through the curtains. You stretch out, yawn, and rub your hands over your slowly developing baby bump. You turn your head to see all of Zayn's things packed into numerous suitcases and duffle bags. You strut through your flat with a hurt look plastered on your face until you bump into a tall, strong figure.

Zayn.

"What the hell? Why is all your shit packed?" You asked, annoyed by his careless expression.

"Oh yeah, I'm leaving you. I can't take all your drama anymore. All you do is bitch and nag and I'm tired of it. There's too much going on in my life for you to be up my ass every second. You're too clingy. Sorry. I just can't do this anymore." He said, pecking your cheek with an unpassionate kiss.

That was it. You had to tell him.

"Zayn. WAIT." You yell as he drags his belongings out the door. He turns around, rolls his eyes, and shuts the door in your face. You're left in a ball on the hardwood floor, drowning in your tears. Did he really mean all that he said?

You accept the fact that you'll have to be a single mom at only 19 years old. You call up your mom and book the nearest flight to America to be under her support.

*********2 YEARS LATER**********

You're sitting at the park with your baby girl, Jasmine. She's a spitting image of Zayn. She has his eyes, his dark hair, and his adorable laugh. You've tried to contact Zayn multiple times, he knows you've had his first daughter. But he's found another girl. A beautiful blonde by the name of Perrie. Much prettier than you. Perfect, infact. Besides that, you're still not over him. You're still madly in love with him.

The other day, you received a call from Louis saying that Zayn hasn't stopped beating himself up over leaving you. Louis has arranged for you to come back to England for a "family reunion". You're a nervous wreck, but you put your life aside and focus on Jasmine. You buy her a bunch of cute clothes to make her presentable for the first time she meets her daddy. Zayn. You miss him terribly.

*******

"(Y/N), oh my god" Zayn yells, running toward you with open arms. You embrace each other and you let out all your tears onto his plain black t-shirt in the middle of the airport. He's changed so much. He's buffed up, dyed some of his quiff blonde, and has gotten plenty more tattoos. He looks you in the eyes and then glances over and focuses on Jasmine, who's sitting on top of the luggage playing with the zipper. Zayn bends down and smiles. He looks back up at you with tears in his eyes. "She looks just like me." He says, letting some tears fall past his cheeks.

"Yeah, exactly like you. Look Zayn I wanted to tell you about her but you left-" you were cut off when Zayn's lips crashed onto yours. You question him about Perrie.

"Zayn. No. You can't cheat on Perrie like this. She's everything I'm not. You can see Jasmine as much as you want, but you can't hurt Perrie like this."

"No (Y/N). I dumped Perrie. She was just someone that I could pretend was you when you were gone. I'm the biggest asshole in the world, I know. " he lifted up Jasmine and held her in his hip. He cries as she says "Da Da" into his ear. She knows who he is. This makes him burst into tears. "(Y/N)" he cries. "Please. PLEASE take me back. I'm nothing without you. You're my whole world. I had to hold myself from leaving for good, leaving this world, because I felt so horrible and worthless after I left you. I was young, I was immature. I was trapped in my own ego. Please baby. Ill do anything. I'm so sorry. I want to be here for you, I want to be a part of Jasmine's life."

You interrupt him by kissing him passionately. He puts Jasmine down and she runs over to the remaining 4 boys, Harry, Louis, Liam, and Niall. They look up from Jasmine and attack you with a groupe hug.

************

You're in the kitchen with all 5 boys and Jasmine singing Happy Birthday. As she blows out her candles, we all lean in and wish her a happy 3rd birthday. We threw a big party for her with all of her friends from school. A few hours passed of eating cake, dancing, and having fun. The 4 boys had to go home to prepare for an interview tomorrow morning, so they kissed you and Jasmine goodnight. After all the guests left and Jasmine was asleep, Zayn pulled you outside into the winter snow. He got down on one knee and you began to gasp.

"(Y/N), leaving you was by far the stupidest thing I've ever done. I need you in my life. Please. Will you be my princess and marry me?" Snowflakes landed in both of your messy up-dos as you whispered "yes". Zayn got off of his knee and slipped the beautiful diamond ring in your finger. You went inside to then enjoy an amazing night wrapped in each other's warm embrace. Oh how you missed the way his lips locked with yours while his arms draped around your waist.

You were awaken in the middle of the night by a faint singing voice. It was Zayn. You stepped in the hallway and peeked into Jasmine's room only to see Zayn kneeling down beside her singing "Over Again" ever so quietly while tucking pieces of her frizzy hair behind her ears. You smiled and looked up to the heavens, thanking The Lord for your amazing new life.

And with that, you waltzed back to your bed, happy with your perfectly perfect life.