Louis: You grasp Louis’s hand as you push really hard to give birth to your first baby. Louis keeps his eyes on you knowing that if he looks down he will probably faint. “It’s okay baby. We are almost there.” He cheers you on as you feel like you are about to cry. You feel yourself give the final push and you expect to hear a baby’s cries but you don’t. A bunch of nurses come rushing into the room. There are probably about twenty people talking all at once. You look around the room franticly as a nurse tells Louis he has to wait outside. “No wait, Louis” you call after him but he is already outside the room. You can feel yourself start to breathe hard. After what feels like hours the room clears out and the doctor comes over to you. “I’m afraid your baby is still-born. I’m so sorry for your loss.” The doctor walks away and talks to Louis in the hall. You see his reaction through the window of the door. You see Louis’s mouth fall and then him look down at the ground trying to hold in the cries. You were in complete shock. Louis rushes into the room and hugs and kisses you. You start to cry and Louis cries with you. After a good thirty minutes of just straight crying you seem to have run out of tears. Louis gets up from the bed and says “I have to call the guys” and you nod knowing how important it is that they comfort Louis.
Harry: You hadn’t cried once on the way back from the hospital. You set your stuff down on the table in your apartment while Harry closes the door. He hadn’t cried either. You both wanted to stay strong for each other. Harry doesn’t say anything he just pulls you in for a tight hug. You feel your eyes start to sting and your vision get blurry. You lose it and start to full on sob. “Shh it’s okay love” Harry whispers stroking your hair. You feel his body start to shake with cries also making him hold onto you even tighter. “I’m so sorry Harry.” You whispered into his shirt. You know he was really excited for the baby. He even already painted the nursery. “It’s not your fault.” He kisses your forehead and goes back to holding you. You both stay in that position crying until you start to feel sleepy and light-headed. You lie down in bed and fall asleep in each other’s arms.
Niall: You see the doctor approaching your bed with a frown on his face meaning bad news. You know what’s coming. You knew when you found the blood in your underwear that there was something wrong with your and Niall’s baby. “I’m sorry but the blood test came back negative.” Niall drops his head and tightens his hold on to your hand. Tears immediately rush to your eyes and you start to sob. The doctor walks away leaving you and Niall alone. “We can try again” Niall whispers as he cries and kisses you.
Liam: You haven’t felt the baby kick in a while. You just have a feeling something is wrong. You open your eyes and look around the room. Liam is peacefully asleep next to you. You throw back the covers and see blood on the sheets by your legs. “Liam” you shake him next to you. “Yeah. What? Is something wrong?” You don’t answer him because you hear him cuss under his breath. “Sweetheart we have to go to the hospital” He gets up and pulls you out of bed. You get changed into clean clothes while Liam quickly throws on a shirt and jeans. He wraps arms around you protectively and helps out to the car. On the drive to the hospital you are completely silent. Liam holds your hand and kisses the back of it. He keeps whispering that everything will fine and the baby is okay.
Zayn: You have always been really clumsy but you never have fallen down a full flight of stairs before until now. The worst part is that you are nine weeks pregnant and you haven’t told Zayn. You lie at the bottom of the staircase as Zayn rushes to you. “Oh my god! Are you alright?” He almost shouts at you examining you for serious injuries. You just hold your stomach knowing that the fall was fatal to the baby. “Is something wrong with your stomach?” Zayn asks lifting up your shirt to see if something is bruised. “The baby” you cry not realizing what you just said. All the color drains from Zayn’s face. “What baby?” He asks cupping your face with his hands. You feel the tears stream down your face, “I was pregnant.” You almost whisper to Zayn. Both of you have not planned for this pregnancy and you weren’t sure if Zayn would be too happy to find out about it. “Was?” he asks looking like he just saw a ghost. You can only nod your head as he picks you up and takes you to the hospital. “Everything will be alright” Zayn comforts you but you know it’s a lie
