Calum:
Calum gave your hand a slight squeeze under the table making you look up at him in confusion. "Is it time already?" You asked almost in a fear, looking around in the not so small local, your family on the left side from where you were sitting and Calum and the boys on the other side. "I feel like it needs to be said now." He mumbled in your ear, giving Joy a smile next to him. "You do it." You mumbled back making Calum's eyes go wide. "Hell no." He answered, looking around. "You will." You warned, starting to pinch his thigh making him let out a squeal before he suddenly stood up from the stair to try to avoid the pain you were giving him, his eyes going wide as the crowd suddenly quieted down by his sudden raise. "You forgot to knock on the glass for god sake Calum." Calum's dad commented making Michael stand up instantly. "I'll do it then." He hiccupped grabbing his glass and fork, lazily knocking on it before he took a seat fast again. It was clear that after what could be 3 glasses of red wine, he was tipsy. "Well thank you for that." Calum commented towards Michael making him give him a smile and thumbs up. "Okay so first of all me and Y/N wanna thank you guys for coming to our pre wedding rehearsal." Calum started out, Michael already starting to clap his hands. "Thank you Michael." He chuckled, Michael leaning back in his seat with yet another glass of wine in his hand, showing it up towards Calum in a cheer. "But uhm- We actually have some kind of sad news for you guys." Calum's statement made worry appear on people's faces, even Michael looked up suspicious now, almost trying to be sober. Calum looked down at you for help, but you only shrugged your shoulders. "We're going to cancel the wedding." A loud gasp came from your mother by the words, you almost winching by the reaction. "Why?" Calum's dad asked fast, everyone having shocked expression on their faces. "Because," Calum started, wrapping an arm around your waist. "Y/N does not want to be married whilst she's walking around with a fat belly." His words made people look around in confusion, trying to figure out the indication of it. "You're pregnant?" Mali-Koa blurted, making both you and Calum's eyes wide. "Pregnant?" Your dad asked fast, looking up at you. Calum let out a small sigh before removing the hand that was resting on your hip, moving it towards your still flat belly. "Y/N's pregnant yes." Silence felt over the whole area as people tried to register the sudden news. "That's great!" Ashton cheered, trying to zone everyone out of their frozen state. He could sense that the both of you felt really nervous so after his statement he clapped his hands together, Luke and Michael joining along and after a while, your families started to join as well, a whole crowd of people clapping now. It eased Calum's nerves so he mouthed out a "Thanks man." Towards Ashton before he gave everyone a smile, you doing the same. "With these news I think we should all cheer together." Your uncle said, raising himself from his chair. "Everyone expect for Y/N of course." He added, you letting out a small giggle. Everyone pushed their chairs out, grabbing their glasses in their hands before your uncle yelled, "To Y/N and Calum." People yelling it in unison afterwards.
Michael:
Michael's mom was walking around with a tray with glasses of red wine as she was hosting a family party for basically 80% of Michael's family members, being gathered around the small living room. You watched her closely as she came closer and closer to you, trying to figure out a way to deny it, knowing that you guys hadn't mentioned anything about the pregnancy yet. And there was no doubt that you couldn't deny it, his parents knew you too well to know that you never would deny offering of alcohol, especially wine. "Thanks." You smiled taking the glass from Karen as she reached out for you to take one, now rotating your hand to let the wine float around in the glass, the lingering smell from the wine starting to go through your nostrils, sending out an amount of nausea through your body. "Dear god." You mumbled to yourself, a grimace crossing your face as the nausea didn't go away, having to place the wine on the coffee table in front of you. "You don't have to pretend, I think it's time to tell." Michael tried to reassure but his face showed otherwise, looking like a teenage boy trying to tell his parents that he got the neighbor's girl pregnant. "You don't look like someone who's ready." You stated, giving him a skeptical look. Michael hesitated for a second before he stood up from the couch, announcing that he was going to the bathroom, leaving you behind alone. You eyed him as he disappeared into the hallway, looking back at his family members. "its good right Y/N, I choose it in a hope of you being satisfied with it." His dad winked making your eyes go wide before you looked down at the wine, grabbing it fast and placing it in front of your mouth, taking a zip to his satisfaction. When he looked away, you rotated your head so they couldn't see, spitting the wine back into the glass. You placed the glass back onto the coffee table when the sudden sound of Michael whistling from behind, filing the whole living room. "Guys I have an announcement." He said aloud making your eyes go wide, staring at him. He gave you a small glare before he cleared his throat. "As some of you may know, Y/N has been looking a bit pale lately, not only tonight." Some of his family members looked over at you for a second before their eyes went back to his. "The reason for that is.. Well.. She's pregnant, carrying my baby.." Silence felt over the room as everyone stared in shock at each other before Michael's dad's face turned into a massive grin, standing up to pull his son in for a hug. The before thick tension changed, everyone starting either cheer or laugh, walking in line to hug either Michael or you. Karen was the last one to hug Michael before she realized something. "But Y/N just drank alcohol!" Karen exclaimed looking weirdly at you now. "No I technically didn't. I spitted it out in the drink." You said in a apologizing tone, giving his dad a sad smile. "It's fine Y/N, you'll taste it in about 9 months then." He winked making you relax more in your seat, having Michael take a seat next to you.
