one direction prefrences

you get hurt while pregnant

requested by @MakingMeLaugh

louis- you and louis were having a romantic picnic away from everyone and everything,  none of the paparazzi had found you so your date was going perfectly.

"how many months now?" you asked looking down at your still developing stomach and rubbing the small bump.

"only three" louis said lying down on his stomach and kissing yours.

You were just enjoying the moment when you heard louis shout

"oi mate! that's my car!" he yelled causing you to jump and look at the man dressed in black who was attempting to break into it. louis ran to stop the man and you slowly got up.

As you watched and became anxious for louis' safety, you felt a sharp peirce in your stomach causing you to scream and drop to the ground, letting louis' attention turn to you and letting the men run away.

"BABE"  he yelled running towards you, you struggled to breathe and you let out shaky sobs. You were on the blanket on all fours allowing the blood to drip onto the tarten cloth "baby" he whispered as he saw you in agony. "don't worry I'll get help, just calm down and I'll try and stop the bleeding" he explained, moving you to lie on your back. He took off his shirt and rolled up yours revealing the wound, he scruched up his shirt and held it to the cut as he dialled the hospital.

For once you wished the paparazzi were there because maybe help would have come sooner.

niall-you were home alone - well not alone - with your little 8 month old baby growning in your tummy. You were just having a lazy day as niall was doing various promotions, so that included slippers, movies and a hell of a lot of food.

around half way through your day you got a knock on the door, so you slowly got up and waddled over to the front door. As you opened it you were greeted by a quivering teenage girl.

"may I help you" you asked politely,  despite that fact you were pretty annoyed someone had found your location.

"hi. oh my god your y/n, wheres niall?!" she asked excitedly clutching her phone

"nialls not in now sorry" you said trying to close the door but being stopped by her foot.

"I bet he is, he hasn't tweeted about being anywhere else" she said angrily,  "I bet he is here but you don't want me to see him. You've already stolen my man but you can't stop me from seeing him!" she screamed running towards you and pushing you aside, causing your stomach to hit the corner of the table where niall and you put various keys. This knocked the air almost completely out of you lungs and you choaked on your no-existing breath and eventually causing you to cough up some blood.

The girl, now realising what she had done, had fled the scene and was long gone. leaving you alone; waiting for niall to return.

harry- (this totally wouldn't happen but oh well, just imagine) you and harry were painting the nursary cream as a base coat for the various designs. You and harry hadn't told anyone of your pregnancy,  and it had been a month since you found out so you were feeling guilty.

You inlisted the help of zayn and niall to help you paint the room, however there was one problem. Zayn had never liked you, he felt you distracted harry from their career.

"so what are you going to use this room for?" niall asked, you didn't exactly know how to answer that.

"oh, nothing" you played it off

"what? so you're making us paint this fucking wall for nothing" zayn bursted out.

"well not for nothing its just harry and I cant-" you explained

"no you're so controlling over harry, he probably doesn't even want this wall painted. Its as if he's just some corpse you use to get your way" he yelled "and I'm fucking sick of it!" he finished punching you hard in the stomach. Causing niall to holding him back and shout for harry.

you crawled into the corner and tried to control your breathing. The pain in your stomach was greater than a normal punch would be, probably because you were taking the pain the child would feel as well.

Harry entered and saw you shriveled up in the corner struggling to breathe.

"what happened" he bellowed

"zayn punched her in the stomach" niall said making harrys eye practically pop out of his head

"You what? SHE'S PREGNANT YOU DICK" he said launching himself at zayn

zayn- zayn and you were shopping in london, you had just recently announced your pregnancy as you were beginning to show. The fans took it well but of course a few were a little upset, as you expected.

A group of girls approached you and one of them finally spoke "oh my god. I love you so much, can I have a picture?"

"course" zayn said still holding your waist. The girls grouped around zayn but there wasn't enough space so they grouped around you also. One of the girls placed her hand on your back, slightly tugging your hair. You, being naïve as ever, though she had a bracelet on or something that was caught on your hair. After the photo you felt the pulling increasing, you turned your head to the girl who was now behind you with a pair of scissors attempting to cut your hair off

"oh my god. What the hell do you think you're doing?!" you shouted holding onto your roots and pulling your hair out of her grasp. The girl looked at you rather sheepishly and didn't say anything "what the hell were y-" you shouted again but being cut off by the girl running and throwing the scissors at you, lucky only landing on your head but slicing all down your scalp; you being very squimish saw the blood so immediately passed out onto the concrete, face first.

liam- you were in a hotel with liam whilst he was touring, this was the first time you had seen him in two months so this was a big deal. You were just sitting in the hotel watching movies when you heard something on the balcony. You slowly got up, your six month old belly restricting you, and waddled to the balcony. You peeked out and saw a harmless looking girl standing there.

"oh my god, how did you get there? you must be quite the climber" you laughed opening the doors.

"yeah. Do you know if liams there?" she asked sheepishly

"erm liams not here at the moment sorry, and in the nicest way possible I'm going to have to ask you to leave as if anyone knew you were here management would probably put the hotel on lock down" you giggled. "but please don't climb back down. We have a door" you joked.

Her sweet attitude turned sour as soon as you mentioned her leaving.

"no I refuse to leave until I see liam" she said sassily placing her hands on her hips.

"um.." you said, thinking 'what would paul do?' the answer to that would probably lift her over his shoulder and throw her out but with your bloated stomach you didn't see that happening any time soon.

In the time it took for you to think of a responce she had punched you in the nose and pushed you vigorously towards the edge of the balcony table; Hitting your stomach on its edge, this had now given her time to run into your hotel room.

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