Harry: You come out of the bathroom, and he is sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands folded together on his lap. As soon as he sees you, he jumps up and grabs your hands. "So?" He asks, his voice a bit shaky.
"I don't know yet. I have to wait two minutes."
He gives a small nod and takes a seat back on the bed, pulling you onto his lap.
"H - Harry?" You say. "Yeah babe?" His voice is still a bit shaky, but then again so is yours. "What if I am.. you know,...pregnant?" You ask, the words feeling odd as they come out of your mouth. He looks you in the eyes, and gives you a small, reassuring smile."Then that means that I am going to be the happiest man on earth, cause we will have a little you running around." He takes the pregnancy test out of your hand, and lets out a deep breath before looking at it. A smile grows on his face as he looks at you. "Congratulations Mommy."
Zayn: "Why do you refuse to come on tour AGAIN?!?" Zayn yells from across the living room. The two of you had gotten into a big argument because You didn't want to go on tour, but you had some pretty good reasons. The two of you had been yelling back and forth for about 10 minutes now, and You were tired of fighting. Zayn doesn't know the real reason Your not going on tour, but it's time You tell him. He needs to know. "Because I'm Pregnant!!" You yelled back. Suddenly, his eyes grow wide, and his jaw falls open. "What?" He asks, no longer yelling. "Are you serious Y/N?" You nod and he slowly walks over. You thought he was going to get upset, but instead, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his chest. "He leans down, brushing his lips against yours before speaking. "This is amazing. And I'm so sorry.." You put a finger to his lips to stop him from apologizing. "It's ok..." He give you a soft smile before letting go and putting his hand on your stomach. "We are gonna be parents." He whispers, a grin still on his face.
Niall: "Hey Princess." He says as you walk into your shared flat, with grocery bags on your hands. You try your best to walk over and set them on the counter, but they are so heavy, and you drop one of them, making the contents of the bag spill out onto the floor. He hurries over and helps you pick up everything. You quickly reach for the pregnancy test lying on the floor, trying to snatch it before he can see it, but his hand gets there just before yours does. He picks up the small rectangular box and examines it. "Are you... Pregnant?" He asks looking straight into your eyes. "I think so." You say after a moment, and suddenly he grabs your hand and squeezes it tight. A smile grows on his small face. "I'M GONNA BE A DADDY!!!!!" he yells as he gets up and dances around the living room.
Louis: "Louis." you say as he walks into your bedroom in your shared flat. As soon as he comes in he sees the box on the bed. And reaches to pick it up. "Is this for what I think it's for?" He asks. You nod, trying to hold the sarcastic remark you had back - this was serious, and you didn't want him upset. "Well, are you? You know, pregnant?" You take a small breath and hand him the test. He looks it over, then looks up at you and smiles. "We're having a baby!" He says, his voice soft, and grabs you by your waist, hugging you tight. He lets go a bit, just enough to look in your eyes. "But Um.. Who's gonna tell your folks?" He asks, and you both laugh.
Liam: The two of you are sitting at the kitchen table over dinner. You and Liam are happier than ever, and you think it's time to break him the news. "Liam." You start. He looks up from his plate in concern. "Yes love?" He asks. "Um there is something I uh, need to tell you."
"What is it Y/N?"
"I uh I'm.... "
"Y/N?"
Liam says. Ugh... why is this so complicated?
"Liam, I'm Pregnant."
You say, trying to keep calm. "Really?!" Liam asks, excitement in his voice. Hearing him so happy makes you feel so much better. You nod, and Liam sits there, speechless. Then, suddenly his eyebrows furrow together and he asks, "What if the baby doesn't like me?" You laugh, glad that this is the only thing he's worried about. "The baby will love you, just like I do." He smiles, and takes your hand, going back to his dinner.
