1: First Signs
Niall:
"Babe, you alright?" Niall asks sweetly. "Mmm, just tired," you reply lazily; your eyes remain closed and your head stays on his warm, hard chest. "It's only 9, are you feeling ok?" He worries. You usually go to bed around 11 and you didn't get up early or do anything physically abnormal today... "Ya, I'm alright, I think I might just go to bed early though. I dunno why I'm so tired." You say, slowly sitting up and moving off the couch and Niall. "Are you sure you're alright, babe? I'm worried," he says and you smile at how much he cares. "No, I'm alright, Ni. I'm fine." You say and peck him on the lips before heading back to your room and changing into some pajamas. You do wonder if what you two did a couple weeks ago has done something you didn't expect it to...
Louis:
You're sitting on the couch watching glee reruns with Louis and the scene comes on where Jake and Marley have the fight and all of a sudden you just burst out into tears, scaring Louis slightly. "Y/N?! What's wrong?! What happened, baby?!" He freaks out, wrapping his arms around you tighter and pulling you closer to him. You bury your face in his shirt and cry, just thinking about the scene from the TV show. Why the hell was this getting so emotional?! "Love, tell me what's wrong," he says, stroking your hair and rocking you gently in his strong arms. "I Just- and then Marley- and fucking Bree- A-and Jake- such an-n assh-hole- and I just- I-I why th-the fuck am-m I cry-ying s-so m-much?!" You cry and you can tell Louis is incredibly confused. "Love, its gonna be alright, it's just a show, ya? Shhh, it's ok baby, shhhh." He soothes you and you can feel one of his hands move to switch off the TV. Why the fuck is this happening?! You're not on your period so it can't be hormones... Wait... Maybe it's... Last month...
Harry:
You're late. You don't think much of it since it's just a day and it's never quite exactly on the day, but you do keep it in the back of your mind. But two days later when you still haven't gotten your period, you start to think. The next night you still haven't started and it has now been five days. You think back to the last time you and Harry had sex... Oh... About two and a half weeks ago... "Hey Haz," you say. You're both going to sleep but you feel like you should warn him. You haven't talked about this topic much... "Uh-hu?" He mumbles against your hair. "Uh, I have to tell you something," you start... Well you can't turn back now. "What's wrong, babe?" He asks, now a little more alert due to the nervousness in your voice. "Haz, I, um, I know we haven't talked about this much but, um..." You trail off thinking of how to say this. "Y/N? What's the matter, babe, something's wrong." He states. "No, no. I don't think so at least... Actually I'm not sure..." You say suddenly weighing in other possibilities... "Babe, what is it? Come on, whatever it is I'm sure we can try to figure it out, ya?" He says. You reply in an almost silent whisper, "Uh, I think I might be pregnant?"
Zayn:
You and Zayn were out on your normal run; about 3 miles. You weren't very far along, only about half a mile, when you were already out of breath. That's weird... You brushed it off, however, not thinking anything of it. At about a mile Zayn looked at you, worried. This definitely wasn't normal. He slowed down to a walk and held you back, "Y/N, are you alright?" He asked. You nodded, breathing heavily and taking a drink from your water bottle. Then you felt a little dizzy. Your reassuring smile faded in a matter of seconds and Zayn's eyes grew wide as your face paled and you wobbled, holding onto his bicep with one hand to keep from falling. It didn't help much, however, and all of a sudden everything went black. You woke up a minute later in someone's lap, Zayn, while you heard noises and voices all around you. You tried to sit up but Zayn held you down. "No, no, lay down, baby, it's alright. Everything's gonna be all right. Shhh," he said, but you were feeling fine...? "Zayn, babe, I'm feeling fine." You said. So you had fainted for a minute, no biggie, right? Apparently not. Soon Zayn was with you heading over to the hospital. "Ms. Y/L/N, you seem to be doing perfectly fine. It was just a symptom from the pregnancy," the doctor explains to you with a smile as your eyes go wide. Pregnancy?
Liam:
You woke up in Liam's arms earlier than him, so you took a moment to admire his beautiful face. He was so relaxed when he was sleeping, and- But your thoughts are interrupted by a weird feeling in your stomach that sends you upright in a nanosecond and rushing to the bathroom. You make it just in time before you to throw up into the toilet. You hear Liam hurrying over to you and pulling you hair back as you hurl once again. "Oh, baby, shhh, shhh, what is this? Aw, baby," he coos as you slowly stand up. Handing you a cloth and a cup of water from beside the sink he turns you to face him as you take a sip of the water. "Love, are you ok? What happened?" He worries. "I'm fine Li, I dunno what that was..." You say and step away to brush your teeth. "I'm so sorry babe," he said rubbing your back. "It's alright. There's nothing you could've done, right?" You say. But then you start to think. Could it be?... It could be.
