Harry: The two of you had been talking about having a baby for a while now. You both wanted children, but weren't sure if you were ready. Well, today you had found out you were almost a month along and you had no idea how to tell Harry. You knew he'd be happy, you just didn't know how to tell him.
You pulled your shirt off and just stood there in your bra, looking at yourself in the mirror. You ran you hand lightly over the place where the baby was, amazed that something could be living inside you. You were so absorbed in your thoughts that you didn't hear Harry come home, or enter your bedroom. "Hey babe! Woah, half naked huh? Alright by me," he said, giving your body a once-over. His eyes stopped at your hand, which rested on your abdomen. "Baby?" he stuttered, searching for words. "I'm pregnant Harry," you said, waiting for his response. He could tell you were nervous, not knowing exactly how he would react. He smiled and walked over to you, placing his large hand on top of yours, and smiling down at you. "You cannot comprehend how utterly happy I am right now," he whispered, gazing at your wonder-struck face. "I'm glad you're happy," you replied, practically jumping into his arms. "I am beyond happy," he mumbled into your neck. "So far beyond happy."
Liam: Liam and you had been a little on the outs lately. You didn't know what his problem was, but you hoped he would get over it soon. You had some very important news to share with him. You were pregnant, just over three months.
You had noticed this morning that you were beginning to show, so you figured you should tell Liam soon. If only he would stop being such a jerk! You used to talk all the time, but now it seemed like he didn't even want to be around you. It was like all he did with you was eat and sleep. "Y/N?" Liam called. "In the bedroom," you shouted back. "Jeez, babe you don't have to yell," Liam said, irritated. "Why are you always angry with me?" you shouted, louder than before. "What?" he questioned, raising his voice to match yours. "You're always mad or testy when we're together! You never pay any attention to me, you didn't even notice I was pregnant!" You yelled as loud as you could. You were getting way too worked up over this and you knew it. You had started to shake and you knew Liam would notice. "You're pregnant?" he asked, shocked. Oops. You hadn't meant for that to slip out. Curse your infernal temper! "Yes, Liam. I'm pregnant," you said, still angry. "Oh, Y/N, I'm sorry for not being here," he said, his voice soft and comforting. "I love you so much Y/N," he continued, moving toward you slowly. He knew exactly what to do when you lost your head. "I love you too, Liam," you said, finally cooling down.
He enveloped you in a warm hug and held you for a long time. Suddenly you felt a slight movement near your abdomen. "What was that?" Liam asked. "I don't know," you replied, confused. You felt it again and it came to you, the baby was moving. "Liam, I think that was our baby," you whispered. He looked down at your stomach, reaching a tentative hand towards it. He placed his hand on your stomach and felt the baby move again. "That is amazing," he exclaimed, looking into your face. "You're amazing, Y/N. I can't believe how lucky I am to have you."
Niall: You and your husband Niall were in the doctor's office waiting for the official word. You had suspected you were pregnant, so you'd taken three tests. All of the tests had been negative, but your period was almost three weeks late so you had decided to come anyway. "Mr. and Mrs. Horan," the doctor said, no expression on his face. You looked at him expectantly, hoping beyond hope that you were pregnant. The last time you'd been in this office the doctor had informed you you'd had a miscarriage. That was almost a year ago but you didn't know if you or Niall could handle another disappointment like that. Especially when the wound was still new. The doctor cut into your thoughts,"I am very happy to tell you that you are, in fact, pregnant. Further along than we originally thought, almost two months." You looked over at Niall and felt tears forming in your eyes. "We did it babe," you said to him, your voice barely audible. "I know Y/N, I know," he replied, his voice hoarse, "we're going to have a baby."
Zayn: Neither you nor Zayn were planning on having children anytime soon. He was in the studio all the time working on a new album and you were working on getting your bakery up and running. One day when you were doing the laundry you came to the sudden realization that you hadn't had your period in a while. You decided to check your calendar and discovered you were almost three weeks late. Now, you weren't one to be exactly on a schedule, but you were never this late. You knew you still had some pregnancy tests from the time you had thought your friend was pregnant, so you decided to take some.
The first one came up positive. You were shocked to say the least. You took another one a few hours later and a third right before Zayn came home. All of them were positive. When Zayn came home you were crying on the couch, so afraid of what he would say. This was not the plan, not even close. You both had decided to wait at least two years before starting a family. "Y/N?" He called, walking toward the sound of your sobbing. "What's the matter baby?" he asked, very worried. "I-I-I" you couldn't finish, "Hey, it's OK," he cooed, cradling you to his chest. You managed to stop crying, "I'm sorry Zayn, I'm pregnant," you said, breaking down again. He didn't say anything, which made you feel even worse. "Why are you apologizing?" he asked quietly. You looked up at him, dumbfounded. "Because this isn't part of the plan! We decided to wait," you told him. "Well, maybe we shouldn't make plans like that," he said.
You couldn't believe your ears. Did you detect a hint of happiness in his voice? "You aren't mad?" you asked in Small voice. "No!" he said forcefully. "I could never be mad that we were going to be parents." You cuddled into his chest, so relieved. "I love you, Zayn," you mumbled into his shirt. "I love you too, Y/N."
Louis: "Louis!" you screamed, unable to decide whether to be happy or scared out of your mind. He rushed into your shared bedroom and asked you what was wrong. "Nothing is wrong, I'm just pregnant!" you said, on the verge of tears. "Please don't cry Y/N. I'm not mad, did you think I would be mad?" he rushed, going out of his mind with worry over the fragile state you were suddenly in. "I'm not sad Louis, I'm happy! Are you happy?" you asked between sobs. "Yes Y/N, I'm very happy," he chuckled, taking you into his arms. "You are such a silly girl Y/N," he added. "Yes, I am," you said, laughing. "As if I wasn't emotional enough before! Now I'm going to be even worse," you added. He just held you and laughed, "Won't this be an adventure."
