One direction imagines/preferences

Your pregnant (liam and Zayn)

Your pregnant (Liam and Zayn):

Liam's pov

My world spun around me. It was shocking. Hearing your gonna be a dad and all. I didn't mean to be harsh to her. It's just finding out your a dad for the first time it's a little surprising. I shouldn't have just say there. I looked out the window and he pulled out of the drive way. I need to go after her. But my body stayed frozen glued to the window. This isn't like me. I should be lifting her up spinning her around giving her kisses and being happy that I'm a father. I'm a jerk. My body didn't respond quick enough. For goodness sakes I'm still not moving. I can't find myself getting off this couch. The trees outside seemed to glare at me. The floor seemed to disappear before me. The sky looked as if it would send a tornado directly to this house. I shouldn't be sitting here I got to call her. I quickly pulled out my phone and rang her. Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring. "Hi this is Y/N sorry I couldn't reach you in probably having to much fun with my Liam anyways! Leave a voicemail and I will ring you later bye!" Her voice sounded so happy in the phone. Realizing I was the one who made her that happy. I got to go. "Hey Y/N I'm sorry...my body didn't respond quick enough and I'm sorry I should have been more considerate towards you. And I'm sorry I'm really happy that I'm gonna be a father can't wait to see you please call me back I love you bye," I ended the voicemail. I knew were she was. She was at her beach house down by the beach (obviously). I quickly hoped in the car and raced over to the beach. It took an hour to get there and when I got there, light were turned on and her silver Volvo was in the driveway. I felt like i was in one of those romantic movies. Trying to get the girl back after you messed up all slow motion stuff. As I opened the car door I didn't bother locking it. As I raced up to her door step I felt sand filling my shoes. But it was the last of my worries right now. I trotted up the steps leading towards her house but when I knocked no respond. I looked in no one was in the living room but there was still the kitchen and upstairs. I glanced over to the ocean then I saw her sitting on the edge of her dock in a tank top and shot shorts. The wind blew her hair. That was my girl. Sitting there alone. We're i should be. And I did. I ran over to her and picked her up and spun her around and have her a kiss. She was taken by surprise. Once she realized it was me she kissed me back.

"We're gonna be a family!" I whispered while I put my forehead against hers.

Zayn:

The blood was over my sheets. "No no no no this can't be happening!," I ran my fingers through my hair. I knew that this is what I thought it was. I quickly put my hair in a ponytail and went to the doctors. Thoughts ran through my mind. How am I gonna tell Zayn. This is heartbreaking. I cried the whole way there. Once I arrived to the doctors they took me in. "Alright Y/N what seems to be the problem?" The doctor asked. "We'll I woke up and the-there was blood on my sheets," I sobbed. She ran a few tests and told me to stay in the room. About ten minutes later she came in with a sad expression on her face. "Y/N Im very sorry but you have had a miscarriage,"

My mind went spinning. The words came out so freely. How does this kind of stuff happen. My face went blank. I didn't have time to cry. I just nodded and walked out. Every step I took got heavier. The pain made my heart heavier by the pound. Each second flew by. I found my self at home. I don't even remember driving here. Then it hit me. I'm not having a baby. The tears trickled down my face slowly painfully. This was worse than anything imagines. Memories danced in my head. Zayn being upset when I told him but then happy. All the face times talking about our un born baby. I decided put on the radio to get my mind off of this. And of coarse right when I turn on the radio when your gone came on. I quickly turned it off. My head buried its self in my hands and I cried sitting there staring out my window. After a few hours I heard the front door open. My first thought. Robber. I hid behind the wall with nothing to protect me. The person who rounded the corner was the one and only Zayn Malik. Coming at the right time but also the worst time. I wanted to jump in his arms but I couldn't bring myself to it. He rounded my wall and frowned when he saw my face. "Babe why are you crying?" He asked wiping my tears. "Did I scare you?" He asked. I shook my head and he let me fall in his arms. He put me on his lap after he sat down and let me bury my head in his shoulder. Then I sat on his lap and cried cried and cried. Then after a few minutes I whimpered, "Zayn I had a miscarriage,"

His expression went dead. He looked sorrowful angry all sorts if things then his face went back to normal. "Boo I am so sorry," he cradled me while we both cried together.

*few months later*

"ZAYN ZAYN ZAYN ZAYN IM PREGNANT!," I screamed. He picked me up and spun me around. Then nine months later we held a beautiful baby girl in our arms....

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Hey so I decided I'm not doing a part 3 sorry there's just no use!!! But I'm continuing with preferences.