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You want to be parents so bad but its not happening

You want to be parents so bad but its not happening

Liam
'On my way home baby.'
You read his text out loud.
'Okay see you soon.'

You weren't sure how Liam was going to react, but it was negative, again. You and Liam have been trying for over six months. "God why can't I get pregnant!?" You were beyond angry with your self. You started blaming yourself for everything. "Honey I'm home." "Well you'll be happy to know its negative again!" "You tested?" "Yep! But honestly there is no use because I will start my period in two weeks anyway!" "Baby calm down, it's not that big of deal." "Not that big of deal Liam? Hmm well if I remember correctly you wanted a baby so bad that we were having sex three times a night! Seven days a week! Now all the sudden, it's no big deal!?" Liam wrapped his arms around your angry body. "I just want a baby, so bad." "I know honey, me too." You cried into his chest for at least an hour. "We will find a a way to be parents baby. I promise." His promise replayed in you head for days.

Louis
Another miscarriage... this is the third this year. You hated the fact that your body was killing innocent babies. You hadn't told Lou yet but he would be home in... "Baby I'm home." Sooner than you thought. "Hello sweetheart." He said kissing your pouted face. "What's wrong love?" "The baby is gone Lou." He took a sharp intake of breathe. "It's okay." "No it's not! You're doing your half of the job and I am failing my half." Tears began to fall. "Baby," he soothed. "It will happen. You know obviously we can get pregnant it's carrying the baby. Maybe we should get a surrogate?" He questions. "I wanna carry my own baby, I don't want another women to do it!" "I know, but you want to be a parent right?" "Why can I have it my own way? I've been a good girl never done anything wrong." "Other than your choice of husband." You giggled at his comment. "I could never regret you." He leaned down and gave you a kiss. "Good because I will never regret you."

Harry
Just when you thought you were safe, it happened again. You couldn't carry your child. You had almost hit three months, the mark that usually tells you you're safe, but once again a few days before you hit three months, its gone. Harry already knows, he's been upset about it, but tries not to show it. You are cuddled into his arms sitting on your bed. "I just don't understand." "(Y/n) it's life. We can't do anything about it." "I'm tired of losing my baby, our baby." "I know, but the doctor said there is nothing wrong it just happens." "Twice? In a row?" "All we can do is try again." "Harry I know you love having sex with a condom but I don't like getting pregnant and then losing the baby." He tired not to chuckle at the first part of you rant. "Harry stop that I'm being serious." "I know, but you're so right. I hate condoms. They are a hassle to put on and they always fucking snap me when I take them off." You couldn't help it, you laughed. "I'm not trying to be funny, I'm serious." "You ruined my rant." "Did I? My bad." "Harry you're supposed to listen and be supportive." "I am supportive, but we are talking about sex and that's kinda what I wanna do now." "Fine." "Yay!" He climbs on top of you. "And babe, will get a baby I promise." He kept that promise.

Niall
He was thrusting in and out of you. You were trying every night, hoping. "Niall you have to cum." "I know princess, I understand how creating a baby works. "Then do it." He was pushing harder and harder, bringing himself closer and closer to where he wanted to be. "You are going to have to help me princess." "How can I help you?". "Squeeze your muscles or something." "What muscles?" "Dammit (y/n) fucking your vaginal muscles." "Oh!" You squeezed Niall's hard cock from inside your body. Then you felt his warmth. He arched his body away from yours. "Thank god." "What was that?" Niall asked. "I said thank god?" You questioned. "I understand you want a baby, but don't be a bitch to me about it. I'm trying to get you pregnant (y/n). I'm sorry my penis is shit okay?" He stormed out of the room. "Niall! Please come back." You pleaded to you husband. You had been trying for weeks, but when it wasn't happening you had scheduled an appointment. The doctor told you it wasn't you it was Niall. His sperm wasn't always fertile. And be always she meant 80% of the time. So she pretty much told you that every time you have sex you have to have it three times and Niall has to cum every time or its likely you won't get pregnant. "Niall I'm sorry I know this is hard on you." You say to him as he sits on the couch. "I never thought I wouldn't be able to have kids. I never thought it would happen to me." "Niall it's okay we will get through this." "You promise you won't leave me if I can't give you what you want?" "Of course not Niall, I love you and if we can't have kids oh well, there's always adoption. Okay? Never question me leaving you because I never will."

Zayn
You had an abortion back in high school because you weren't ready to be a mom, but now your married and ready but it's not happening. You starting thinking that God was punishing you for killing a child so now he wasn't giving you one. "Hey babe." Zayn said kissing your cheek. "Hey." "What's wrong?" "It was negative again." "You know what it's okay, we can just keep trying, maybe some different positions." "Zayn, I think I know why." "Why what?" "Why we aren't getting pregnant." "Why?" You say him down and told him the story, you were straddling his lap as you told him. You knew he was upset when his hands dropped from your waist to his sides on the couch. "Zayn?" You asked when he didn't respond to your story. "Hmm?" "Are you okay?" "Yeah. Just great." "Zayn what's wrong?" "If you were pregnant before? Then what if its not you it's me?" You had never even thought that it might have been his problem. "I don't know." He pushed you off his lap and grabbed his coat and keys. "Ill be back in an hour or two." "Okay." He walked out the door and didn't come back that night.