Niall's POV
I was in the living room watching a local tv show while scrolling through my phone, checking twitter if the fans loved the new song that I had released. So far, the tweets that I have read we're positive.
Suddenly the doorbell rang and I was asking myself if I called some of my friends to come over or if I ordered food but I don't recall doing it.
I stood up and put my beer and phone down the coffee table and went through the hallway to open the door.
"Hi."
I forrowed my eyes at her and asking myself who the eff is this.
"I'm sorry, but I'm (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N). I'm pregnant and your the father of my baby."
I'm what? F-father?
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I liked to call this a teaser for the next imagine. Don't worry I'll post the continuation tomorrow. Hope you guys like it.
Btw, the imagines that you guys request will be posted after I finished this imagine.
Thank you guys. Love you all!
-M xo
