5SOS One-Shots and Preferences

How You Tell The Boys You're Expecting

Calum

You sighed, rubbing your slight baby bump as you waited for Luke, Michael, and Ashton to come over to your house that the two of you shared.

Calum had came back that night, apologizing for his behavior about you being pregnant.

"When are they coming?" You groaned.

"Any minute." he replied, his leg bouncing up and down. He was nervous. You could tell.

The door opened and the three boys invited theirselves inside, making themselves at home like they always do.

"Alright. Whats up?" Ashton asked, breaking the tension.

A look of fear ran across Calums face as you felt bile rise in your throat.

"Fuck." You groaned, running to the bathroom. You saw out of the corner of your eye, the boys shooting confused looks to each other.

You felt a hand holding your hair back and another rubbing your back.

"God. This is going to suck Cal." You groaned before your head lurched back into the toilet bowl.

The acid left your mouth, you leaning back up again. Calum gave you a small smile before resting a cold wash cloth on your forehead.

"I know baby, but youll get through this. Just like you do everything else." He placed a kiss on the top of your head. You removed the towel then grabbing your toothbrush, brushing the icky feeling from your mouth.

You rinsed your mouth, the mint on your breath suddenly relaxing you as you breathed it in.

"Come on. We have some confused boys outside." He sighed, reaching for the hand that didn't have the cold towel in it.

You walked out and saw Michael fiddling with the small pair of vans that you was going to tell the boys with.

"How far are you?" Luke asked, rubbing his face with his hands.

"About 3 months."

"I swear Calum, this better not hurt the band." He grunted, making you look at the ground.

"It wont guys. I swear." Calum promised, his eyes reaching Lukes blue orbs.

Lue grunted in response, Michael slapping his arms.

"On the Brightside.. We're going to be uncles!" Ashton squealed, a grin stretching across all of your faces.

Ashton

You sighed, walking up the stairs of Luke's home, where you called a meeting with the boys.

You had three gifts in your hands, smiling as Ashton opened the door, letting the two of you inside.

"Why did you call us here? I was sleeping." Michael groaned, making Calum slap him on the back of the head.

You glared at the two, your hormones taking over.

"Alright. Wait.. What's in your hands?" Luke asked you.

"Gifts. For you three."

"Christmas came early!" Calum squealed. You laughed handing the three gifts out.

They opened them, pulling out a small blanket that said the word uncles on them.

"What? I'm confused. This blanket won't fit me." Luke scratched his head.

"Read them you idiots." Ashton sighed.

"Uncles?" Michael read out.

"Uncles." Calum confirmed.

"Wait a second.." Luke sighed, before jumping up.

"Holy shitballs! We're going to be uncles!" He laughed placing his hand on your stomach.

"You are!" You smiled. Congratulations filed around the room.

"We're going to be parents." Ashton smiled down at you, kissing your lips.

Luke

The throwing up sucked, but you wouldn't trade it for the word. You had a bundle of joy growing inside of you and the person that you loved most, helped you create that.

Your boyfriend was getting back from a small tour today, but today would be different. You'd be telling the boys you was pregnant. Your bump was formed and getting bigger as time went on, compared you was already 5 months along.

The boys had been gone since you was 2 months, which meant you hadn't gained any weight just yet so you didn't have to explain yourself to anyone. But now you would.

You slipped on Luke's over sized tshirt that fit you just perfectly at the moment.

You had on your leggings that still thankfully fit. You sat on the couch, waiting for your boyfriend to arrive with his bandmates. Closing your eyes, you slowly drifted into a dreamless slumber until you heard a gasp and someone kissing your forehead.

Your eyes shot open, seeing Luke standing beside you and his bandmates sprawled out on the couches.

"Damn Y/N, when did you put so much weight on?" Michael snorted.

"You can clearly see I'm pregnant you asshole." You growled, making Michael throw his head back in laughter.

A smirk formed on Luke's face as he tried to hold his laughter back by biting his lip, his lip ring moving.

"That's a way to announce it. I expected something more creative." Ashton mumbled, you and Luke bursting into laughter.

Michael (sry his is so short)

He was sitting next to the guys, his hand resting on your thigh as he watched the other three play GTA5.

"Did you tell them yet?" You whispered.

He shook his head, biting his lip. You had one of his over sized shirts on, covering your slightly growing baby bump.

"We need to tell them." You sighed. He nodded, getting off of the couch. He came out of the kitchen, holding the baby bottles you had recently purchased.

He threw them at the boys, making them laugh as it hit Calum in the head.

"Fuck." He groaned, rubbing his forehead where the bottom of the bottle hit him.

Michael muttered a sorry before Ashton picked the bottle up, twirling it like he does his drum sticks.

"Youre.. Youre pregnant?" Luke stuttered.

You nodded, "3 months and counting."

Michael crossed over to you, placing his hands on your stomach.

"Michael, are you sure your ready?" Calum asked, obviously concerned for his friend's mental health. A baby wouldn't help, but you knew Michael wanted to be involved.

"I'm positive I'm ready Calum. This is going to be a big change, but its going to be worth it." Michael smiled, placing a kiss on your lips, which you graciously returned back to the slightly older boy.