One Direction Interracial Imagines (Updates slow as shit yall... sorry)

Finding out you're pregnant (Liam)

*Sorry for any typos*

Your Pov

I'm pregnant...

I sat on the bathroom counter looking down at both pregnancy tests. They both had a plus sign meaning that Liam and I are now parents.
Tears began to swell in my eyes, and my hands shook slightly.
I sat shocked and in disbelief that there's a human growing inside of my belly as we speak. Liam and I have created a life. As I sat I began to let my thoughts get the best of me.

If  you tell him, he'll leave both you and the baby!

As I were stuck in thought, I heard my name being called from downstairs.

"Y/n I'm home from the studio!"

My heart skipped and I quickly jumped up from my spot atop of the counter and placed the tests into my makeup drawer going downstairs to greet my boyfriend.

Act normal Y/n. Don't get ahead of yourself. Calm down!

I shouted to myself inwardly as I made my way down the stairs and into the den. Liam was sat on the couch, with Chinese take out sitting on a food tray. My face immediately lit up.

"My favorite!"

He smiled wrapping an arm around me, kissing my forehead.

"I got it with you in mind. So what'd you do while I was gone?"

I didn't  take any pregnancy test, haha pregnancy test? Who said anything about pregnanc- calm the fuck down.

"Ah ya know just chilled, watched a bunch of Netflix. Nothing too fun."

I shrugged. He nodded listening to me, while opening up the to-go boxes.
The aroma of sesame shrimp, sautéed veggies, and soy sauce filled my  senses and made my mouth water.

**

Once dinner was finished, Liam's head lay in my lap as he talked about his upcoming solo projects and joined projects with the boys.
My fingers gently played in his hair as he spoke. I began to get lost in his words, finding myself tuning him out as my mind wondered off.
I'm not sure how long I was zoned out for, but I know he noticed when he asked if I were alright.

"Baby? You alright?"

I hummed in response.

"Yeah, perfect. Just tired s'all."

I mumbled.

"Let's head to bed."

Once we got changed into pajamas, we both lay cuddled in bed.
His hand wrapped around my waist pulling me into his warm embrace. I shut my eyes as he hummed softly in my ear.
We soon drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
**

3:45 am

My sleep quickly became broken. I began to toss and turn, becoming  restless.
The moon shone through our blinds, and Liam's snores filled the room. I stared blankly  at the ceiling as tears gathered in my eyes.
As much as I want to tell him that we're expecting, I don't want him to know. We've talked about having kids on multiple occasions, and he's told me that he just isn't ready to have that kind of responsibility yet. I understand that fully, but here I am a few weeks pregnant and scared shitless. I'm not sure how to tell him, or how he'll react.