One Direction Prefrences and Imagines

prefrence# 9 you tell him you're pregnant

NIALL: You walk into the shared bedroom with your long term boyfriend of three years. You can’t help but feel a pang of guilt like this is somehow all your fault. He sits down on the bed, and you follow his lead. You both stay like that for a few moments, in complete and utter silence until you finally can’t take the sound of the nothingness surrounding you anymore. “Niall, I’m Pregnant.” He looks at you with his eyebrows raised, “I think we’ve established that babe.” You feel your stomach start flipping in knots because you don’t know what to say you’re just going at it blind. You sigh and close your eyes before continuing. “And you’re going on tour again.” He turns to look at you, this time with his whole body. “Again, we’ve established that.” You’re tears are burning your waterline and the muscle in your throat is as thick as a tree trunk. “Niall, we’re not even engaged, and I can’t do this alone.” You had wanted to marry Niall for about a year now, but he wasn’t ready, and you’ve always respected that because if it was you who wasn’t ready you’d want him to do the same, but now it’s different. This changes everything. One tear rolls down your cheek and you can feel that tree trunk breaking in half one snap at a time. “What are you saying?” He stands up and shouts at you, something that you both have a bad habit of. “I’m saying that maybe we should look at our other options!” you shout back at him, but you don’t bother to stand up. He starts crying and kneels down in front of you like a child praying for forgiveness, “I will quit my job, I’ll get myself fired. I’ll do whatever it takes to prove to you that we can keep this baby! We will keep this baby!” He grabs your hands and gently peppers kisses over them to try to sway you. “We can’t take care of a baby if you have no job Niall.” You pull your hands out of his and place them at your sides so he knows that you’re standing your ground. He gets the message and stomps over to the closet where he grabs a duffle bag and begins to stuff clothes and necessities in it. “I can’t support this. I will keep my child! I don’t care about keeping you if this is how things are going to go.” He finishes throwing things in his bag before leaving you alone in your shared bedroom.

LOUIS: You drive home, crying the whole way there. You convinced Eleanor to meet you at your house, and surprisingly enough she wasn’t mad when you told her about everything. You were sobbing pretty loud so maybe she was being sympathetic towards you. You didn’t care though because she was willing to be there for you. When you pull into the driveway, you see Eleanor’s car parked on the side of your house. The cars off though so you figure she must be inside. You jog up to your room, and sure enough, there she is sitting on your bed. Now you’re sure that she’s not mad, but the disappointment in her eyes feels worse than you imagine her anger would have felt. You don’t care though, you run and fall into her arms so that you can begin to sob again. “How am I supposed to tell him?” You feel her hand come up to stroke your hair. “Tell me what?” You hear Louis’ voice and your head snaps up immediately. He’s standing in your doorway with a concerned look plastered across his face. You look at Eleanor shocked, but she’s just staring at her lap, “Y/N, I knew you wouldn’t tell him unless you had a push. You stand up and try to run in your bathroom, but Louis catches you by your waist and pull up to face him. “What are you scared to tell me?” You look down and mumble, “I’m Pregnant…” in the hopes that he didn’t hear you, but the way that he lets your hand fall lets you know that he did, and your faith in him falls right along with it.

ZAYN: You set the table with an air of excitement about you. You can barely contain yourself. The way you’ve decided to tell him is definitely the corniest and most used way possible, but at least this way you know that he’ll definitely get it. You’ve cooked baby corn with baby carrots and baby back ribs. You’ve got Justin Biebers song “Baby” playing at a low volume in the background. You finally get everything done when you hear him come in and take his shoes off. “Y/N, I’m home, and have I got news for you.” He runs in the kitchen when he smells the food. He’s smiling from ear to ear, and you are too. Once he looks around the kitchen he’s pleasantly shocked at first, but his face turns to one of panic. “Oh my God, did I forget an important date.” You can’t help but laugh before you shake your head and signal for him to sit down. “So then what’s all this for?” You’re so happy that you don’t have to contain yourself anymore. “Zayn! I’m Pregnant!” His jaw drops along with his fork out of his hand. “Are you serious!” He jumps up from his chair and smiles. You nod and stand up as well. He walks around the table and wraps you in his arms. “I thought the doctor said that it would be nearly impossible?” You press your head into his chest. “He did, but I went in today and a different doctor said I was showing all of the signs. So they took my blood, but I just couldn’t wait. I took four at home pregnancy tests and they were all positive!” He gives you a small squeeze and you feel a tear fall on your head. “OH! Zayn, what was your news?” You feel his arms loosen a little. “Oh…” you pull away and look up at him. “What is it?” he looks at you with his eyebrows knitted together. “We got approved for the adoption…”

HARRY: Harry rushes over to you and pulls you into his arms before yelling at Dylan to go get your bag. You look at Harry and you can feel how pale your face probably is. He’s as white as a sheet and looks like he’s going to be sick so you let him hug you. “Y/N, is everything okay? Do I need to call an ambulance?” You shake your head no and practically scream into his shoulder before you start crying violently. He picks you up and carries you upstairs as fast as he can so that he can lay you in bed. “What’s wrong?” You can’t catch your breath between the loud sobs. “Y/N What’s Wrong! I’m fucking worried!” You look up at him and try to stop crying enough to tell him, tell him what though? That you’ve gotten worse, and they can’t do anything else, and on top of that you’re carrying his unborn child who will just die with you. “That was the doctor…” you manage to get out before you begin again. “…You’re worse….” You just nod your head and motion with your hand for him to continue. “…and they can’t do anything else…” You nod again and make the same hand motion which confuses him. “What else?” You place your hands over your stomach “I’m pregnant…” he puts his hand over his mouth before his eyes starting watering as well.

LIAM: You took advantage of the fact that your daughter wasn’t with you to drive over to Liam’s as soon as they left. It felt like the longest drive of your life and when you got there you didn’t want to go to the door. You had been broken up for about three weeks now, and you were sure that you were the last person he wanted to see. You saw that Zayn and Louis cars were parked on the street along with a few cars you didn’t recognize. Obviously, this wasn’t the dream setting to tell your ex you were pregnant with his baby, in front of all of his friends, but you had to tell him. When you knock on the door it’s Zayn that answers. “Um, hey Y/N…” he looks down at his shoes awkwardly. You can see behind him that there had been a party the night before, and if there’s one thing you’ve learned from dating Liam, it’s that the One Direction boys part hard. “Hey Zayn, I need to talk to Liam.” He looks behind him and back to you. “Maybe you should come back later.” Right as he says that you feel a wave nausea wash over you, and you don’t say anything before you push past him and run into the bathroom right by the front door. You don’t know why you didn’t just throw up in the grass, it would have been more polite , but you didn’t, and now you could feel all eyes on you as your head was hanging over the toilet. Zayn seems to be the only one who gets it when you turn back around to see all of them but Liam staring at you. Zayn’s eyes are wide and his hand is over his mouth. You just nod your head and stand up to walk back outside. Just as you’re about to leave you turn to ask Zayn not to tell Liam yet, but when you do you catch a glimpse of Liam leaving his room with two giggling girls. He stops dead in his tracks when he sees you. You open your mouth to say something but instead bolt out the door. You barely hear Zayn say “she’s pregnant!” before you start running back to your car. As soon as you’re about to get in you hear the front door swing open and Liam’s voice shout, “Y/N STOP!” You don’t though. You just hop in your car and drive home as fast as you can.