One Direction Pregnancy Series **Completed**

06 ~ Telling the Boys

Harry (his pov)~ "Are we expecting anyone else?" Liam asked, looking around the table. Y/N and I had devised a clever plan on how to tell the boys and after hours of thinking, we finally agreed on a way. We stuck with the restaurant theme and invited everyone to one of the best restaurants in the area, which we rented out so we could have a private dinner.

"They will be here soon," Y/N said, looking at me and smiling from her seat beside me. She grabbed my hand under the table, and I brushed her hair away from her beautiful face with my free hand. A smug smile played on her lips as she looked around at the confused faces of our closest friends. They were looking at the empty chair beside me, getting frustrated and confused.

"Why do we have to wait for them? I'm super hungry." Niall said, and the other boys agreed. Y/N shook her head, giggling.

"Who's coming?" Louis nearly yelled, beginning to get angry.

"Calm down, Lou," Liam whispered. I could see in Y/N's eyes that she enjoyed playing with them. She was a bit upset that I had kept her out of the loop when I told my family that she was pregnant. Now she was getting to be a part of it, and she was really enjoying it.

"Okay, at least tell us if we know the person?" Niall whined.

"You don't know them yet..." Y/N said.

"But you're going to love them when you meet them." I added, and the boys just sighed in frustration.

"Seriously, Harry, who's coming?" Liam asked.

"The newest Styles." I told them casually. Sophia, who had been sitting across from me quietly, choked on her drink, and Liam patted her back.

"Are you?" Niall whispered, looking straight at Y/N.

"We're having a baby." My amazing wife replied, resting her head on my shoulder. Within seconds they were hugging us; happy and excited for the newest addition to the One Direction family.

"I'm going to be a uncle!" Louis cheered.

"I'm definitely going to be their favorite, because clearly I'm the coolest," Niall said, and Louis punched him in the arm.

"If any of us is going to be their favorite, its me. I play football."

"I'm the coolest! Absolutely no argument. I can teach them to beatbox and dance," Liam argued, and the other two began to bicker with him. I laughed at my three best friends, their argument completely pointless. I then looked over to Y/N, who was deep in conversation with Sophia. I couldn't stop smiling. The fact that my baby was going to be born into this world with so many people to love them was the best thing in the world. They would have three amazing uncles, Sophia as an aunt, Y/N as their mother. This baby was so lucky, truly lucky.

"Who cares! The baby's going to love Harry the most, anyways. They might not even like any of us," Louis pointed out, and I laughed.

"Congratulations, mate. You're going to be a great father." Liam told me, pulling me into another hug.

Niall (his pov)~ "Do we tell them now?" Y/N whispered from beside me on the couch. She had been stuffing her face with crisps since the game started and was getting crumbs everywhere. We were all backstage at the venue of our concert tonight watching the football game on the television. Louis was really into is, but Liam and Harry were only halfway as enthusiastic and Louis and I were.

"Wait until half time." I whispered back and brushed the crumbs off my lap. I didn't want to distract myself or the boys from the game. She smiled and apologized for getting crumbs on me, and I laughed. If anything could tear my attention away from a footy game, it was her. I stared at her as she watched the television, her beautiful eyes lighting up as the players were shown running up the field. She stood when the Irish scored, almost a bigger fan than I. As she talked trash the Louis, her lips moved so perfectly, and her eyes were so bright. She was practically glowing with the pregnancy.