One Direction Pregnancy Series

Gender predictions

Harry

Harry and I walk hand in hand down the sidewalk to our usual spot. Once it's in my view I start to get excited. We step inside the gym and take a seat.

"Harry! (Y/N)! Nice to see ya. How've you been?" Tom asks us after he's done working with a newbie. I get up and hug him while he kisses my cheek.

"We are doing fantastic Tom! How are you doing?" I ask once a slowly sit down. He smiles and starts rambling on about how the gym hasn't been the same for the past couple of weeks. Telling Harry that he needs to comeback because everyone misses him.

"Anyways, what's new? You're still treating my favorite person right?" Tom asks Harry. I laugh and Harry rolls his eyes. "Tom, when have I never treated her right? But we do have some news for you." Harry chuckles. Tom nods his head for us to continue.

"I'm pregnant!" I exclaim while throwing my hands in the air. His eyes widen and rushes over to me and picks me up. "Finally! I can't wait to meet the little squirt. Do you know the gender?" Tom asks as he sets me down.

"No, we find out next week. But I'm pretty sure that it will be a girl." Harry smirks while eyeballing me.  "As if. Little pumpkin will be a little boy." I huff and grab his hand.

"We'll see."

Niall

"Niall? Do you want spaghetti or soup for dinner?" I ask from the kitchen. I wait a few minutes for a response but never get one. I walk out of the kitchen and into the living room to see him propped on the couch with a book in his hands.

"Niall, babe, did you hear me?" I ask him and his head slowly looks up. He grins at me and responds with spaghetti. I glance over at the book he's reading and giggle.

"Honey, why are you reading 'The Hot Mom To Be Handbook'?" I stutter out from laughing. He blushes darkly and sets it down. "I'm trying to find a book that explains how to raise a little boy or girl." He admits shyly.

My eyes widen with love as I skip over to him and kiss him hard. "You're amazing you know that right?" I smile as he chuckles and blushes again. "(Y/N) what do you think the sex is of our little baby?" Niall asks quietly. I think a little and respond with a girl.

"I think our little pea is a girl too." He states and kisses my head.

Louis

"Honey! I'm home!" I hear Lou walk through the front door with a playful voice. I squeal and run towards him. He opens his arms and I slam into them.

"I missed you today." I sigh with content. My eyes wander to the blue grocery bags and see lemons and chocolate syrup. I snatch them from him and skip to the kitchen. I take the chocolate syrup and lemons out the bag and grab a bowl.

"One of your weird cravings?" I hear a low voice ask me. My head tilts up a bit and smile. I reach for a knife to cut the lemon, but Louis' hand stops me. "I'll cut them." He sternly says as I roll my eyes. Grabbing the syrup, I layer the bowl with it.

"Where do I put the lemons, lovely?" I grin shyly at my man and push the bowl toward him. "In here." I giggle and wait for him to add the lemons. His face shows bewilderment but shrugs and adds them. I lick my lips and soak the lemons in more chocolate. I grab my fork and take a bite, moaning at the taste.

"That can't be good." Louis states with a nasty look on his face. "Try some it's good!" I mumble with a full mouth. He grabs the fork and tries some of my delicious snack and chokes on it. "That's absolute rubbish. I can't believe you are feeding my boy that." He coughs.

I stop in my tracks and quirk an eyebrow. "You mean girl. And she loves it."

Liam

"Liammmm! I need you!" I groan from my lazy position on the couch. He laughs and appears from the stairs. "Yes baby?" He asks with a breath taking smile.

"Your child wants to cuddle." I whine trying to hide my smile. Liam lays down with me on the couch. He starts playing with my hair.

We talked for hours about childhood memories and future events, but I brought up a topic that made him grin. "What do you want the gender to be?" I ask with curiosity.

"Honesty, it doesn't really matter what gender the baby is. As long as he/ or she is happy and safe. But if I had to pick I think I would enjoy having a little girl. Just imagining her running around with long hair and a dress. Wanting one of us to braid it. Her being a daddy's girl." He tells me with glossy eyes. I smile at the thought.

"What about you (Y/N)?" He questions and looks at me. "I agree with you. It doesn't really matter what the gender. But I think muffin is going to be a boy. Can't you imagine him wanting to play sports and wanting to be like his daddy?" I respond in a dreamy state of mind. He nods and we sit in silence of a moment.

"I love you Liam Payne." I whisper with tired eyes. I wait for a response but don't receive one. I look at his beautiful face and see him in a peaceful slumber. I kiss his cheek and follow suit in his wonderful idea of a nap.