One Direction Pregnancy Series

Cravings

Harry

I wake up around 3:45 am, rummaging through the fridge. "Ugh! What do you want pumpkin? Sandwich? Oatmeal? What?" I sigh and take my hand through my hair.

"(Y/N)? What are you doing love? It's almost 4 in the morning." Harry yawns from the kitchen door. I start to tear up. "I'm sorry Haz. I'm just having a craving and I don't know what pumpkin wants." I silently cry and walk over to my husband. He wraps his arms around me and shushes me.

"It's okay darling. What is the first food that pops into your head?" Harry asks while sitting us on the couch. He plays with the ends of my hair. My eyes widen and I sit straight up.

"Pickle juice." I state while smiling hard. Harry's head snaps over to me and looks shocked. "But we don't have any pickles babe." He whispers cautiously. My eyes tear up and I let them flow.

"Okay! I'm going to the store right now I promise." Harry rushes and kisses my forehead. He grabs his slippers and jacket and runs out the door.

About 20 minutes later Harry comes through the door with three shopping bass in his hands. "I bought at least 50 cans of pickles." He puffs out from running. I get up and kiss him passionately. "Thank you. I love you H."

Niall

"Niall! I'm hungry. Let's go out." I yell at him from downstairs. He tells me he's coming and we head out the door.

"So where would my princess like to go?" Niall asks as he reaches out for my hand. I think about what restaurants have the best food. One in particular comes to mind.

"Can we go to Olive Garden!" I exclaim while jumping slightly in my seat. Niall laughs and nods his blonde head. "Get comfy   (Y/N). It's about a 45 minute drive." He smiles and grabs my hand again. I sigh and snuggle into his arm.

"You're the best thing in my life you know that right?" I whisper to him like it's a secret. Niall giggles and kisses my forehead. "I love you (Y/N)."

"I heart you Niall." I respond with a laugh.

Louis

"(Y/N)! I don't know how to cook that! It sounds crazy!" Louis groans when I tell him my craving. He's so lazy. I laugh and slap his butt.

"We can make my chocolate lava cake together then." I smile and he gets up to follow me. I tell him to fetch all of the ingredients out and put them all in a separate bowl.

"Do we even have chocolate?" Louis asks while looking in the cabinets. I gasps and run over to help look. "No no no no! Louis I need chocolate or I'm going to die!" I sob and sink to the floor.

"It's okay (Y/N)! I'll go get some. I'm on my way out now." Louis yells from the living room. I shake my head and tell him not to leave me. "Well how are we going to get chocolate then?" Lou asks while taking his and down my back. I grab his phone and unlock it. I go to the contacts and call Liam.

"Liam can you do me a huge favor. It's life or death." I say once he answers the phone. "(Y/N)? Are you okay love? Yeah sure what is it?" He asks very concerned. "Go to the store and buy me a lot of chocolate please." I ask innocently. Liam chuckles but agrees to.

A knock at the door makes me shoot up and sprint to answer it. "Hey Li. Thanks you are a legit life saver. Bye love you!" I smile wildly while snatching the chocolate from his hand and continue to make my cake.

Liam

"Indian food sounds fantastic right now." I randomly state. The boys all look at me with weird faces. They are all in sound check right now for their upcoming tour.

"You hate spicy food            (Y/N/N)." Harry says while playing on his phone. I roll my eyes at him and watch Liam in the sound booth. { y/n/n means your nickname}

"Okay I seriously need Indian food right now." I sigh and rub my small baby bump. Niall sits beside me and I lean my head on his shoulder. My eyes start to leak and a small sob escapes my mouth.

"Hey, are you alright love?" Louis asks me, concern lacing in his voice. I shake my head no and continue to cry. "Go get Liam, Harry!" Niall yells and points to my gorgeous man. Liam looks at me and rushes out of the booth.

"Baby! Are you alright? What's wrong tell me please?" He whispers and brings me into his arms. I sniffle and realize how stupid I am for crying over my craving.

"Liam, it's really dumb, but I really want some Indian food and I'm about to starve. Please can you order some?" I whisper as a blush creeps onto my cheeks. He chuckles and nods his head.

"Boys why didn't you order her some food?" Liam asks in a playfully stern voice. Harry looks up and puts his phone to his ear to get out of the situation. We all laugh once Harry comes back in.

"I ordered your food (Y/N). Sorry I didn't earlier." Haz mumbles and I hug him and thank him.