Harry: You watched as your currly hair boyfriend bounced around the kitchen, leaving a mess where ever he went. He wanted to make breakfast this morning. Since you found out that you were pregnant, it felt like a huge weight on your chest. He has no idea, and you know that it's going to change his life. What if he doesn't want any of it and leaves? He's only 20, your both so young. When you looked up he was staring right at you. His green eyes scanning every inch of your face, with a very unreadable look on his own. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Nothing," You uttered hanging your head and walking away. You know it's only a matter of time until you need to tell him. But your not ready for it all to end. He was at your side, grabbing your arm, and bending down enough to look into your eyes. "Seriously Y/N, You've been shutting me out lately. What wrong? Why don't you ever tell me anything anymore?" He rambled on and on. But all you could think about, is that the child that is growing inside you. YOUR child. HIS child. Is going to change everything. "Do you not want to be wit-" He was still rambling, panicking that you aren't saying anything. "I'm pregnant" As soon as the words came out of your mouth your stomach dropped. "I'm pregnant Harry" You said again looking up his face. All the color has drained from his face. He wasn't looking at you anymore, he was looking past you somewhere far away. "How do you know?" He whispered. "I took a test, and I know how much this is going to fuck up everything. It could ruin your career. And at any minute you could decide you don't want this, and leave." You can feel the tears pouring over your eyes, it became very real that at any second your relationship could be over. "Hey, hey, stop." His voice now raspy and unsure. "There's no doubt that this is scary. And it defiantly will make it a bit harder. But your never going to have to do it alone, we'll figure it out."
Liam: "What's wrong with her?" You could hear Liam's worried voice as he bust into the bathroom. "You cant be in here," Your best friend said from behind you. "Y/Bf/N, where is Y/N," He sounded angry, Y/bf/N and Liam never really got along. "I'm right here Li," You groaned standing up and walking out of the stall. He rushed to your side, holding you by the waist. "Are you ok babe. What's wrong?" You looked at yourself in the mirror. Now that you think about you've been feeling bloated and emotional lately. "I haven't had a period in 2 months." You disclosed looking at him in the mirror. He was still looking at your face. You could tell he had no idea what your talking about. "Remember two months ago when I came and visited you on tour. And we could get any condoms because the fans were crowding the gates to the tour bus." You described the scene to him, and his face went from confused to excited in half a second as he pieced it together. "Your pregnant?" He asked meeting your eyes in the mirror. You nodded causing the tears that built up in your eyes roll down onto your cheeks. He was smiling so hard now. "what's wrong, babe?" He asked turning your body so you could look at him. How is he smiling he must be in shock. "Why aren't you angry?" You sobbed. "Because this is a good thing. Sure were young, but I love you. And now were going to have a baby. It was going to happen eventually, who cares if its a little earlier than we expected." You couldn't help but smile back at him. "So your not mad?" You asked wiping the tears away. He shook his head and pulled you into a hug, kissing you on the shoulder.
Niall: "Hey babe, did you figure out what's wrong?" Niall grumbled with a mouth full of popcorn, as soon as you steeped in the door. Your still in shock. You guys are always so careful, if he didn't look so god damn hot playing guitar this wouldn't be a problem. You walked past him to the kitchen and set down your keys, "Yeah, I found out." you cautioned. He came into the kitchen after you and threw away the now empty popcorn bag. "Well that's good. What did they say?" He wondered aloud, taking a huge drink from a glass on the counter. "Well they said, my iron levels were fine, and that I felt all nauseous and faint because I'm pregnant." You rambled not looking at him. You could hear him choke on his drink, and cough a few times before he spoke. "Huh, Well why would they say that?" He panicked, this probably not a good idea. "Because I am." You could feel the color drain your face. HE sat down on the chair nearest to him, and you watched him sort it all out in his head. For minutes he sat there in silence, every now and then he would run his hand through his hair, but his mouth stayed open in shock the whole time. "Well this changes things." He sighed looking up at you. "I'm going to be a dad?" His voice cracked and his face flushed. "Niall-" "This is going to be the hardest thing ill ever do. I'm going to be a dad." He told you standing up and scanning your body. "Your going to have a baby." You nodded, and he smiled. "This is great." He beamed.
Louis: You reach over in the big bed full expecting to cuddle up next to Louis. But he wasn't there. He must have gone to the bathroom. You pulled the blankets higher over your shoulder. You could hear him shuffle into the room. But he stopped at the end of the bed. So you peeked over the cover. "Y/N, what's this?" He asked looking down and one of the pregnancy tests you took yesterday. "Fuckin A Y/Bf/N" You mumbled under your breath. "It's Y/Bf/N's?" He asked confused. Your could feel heat flood your face. You were going to tell him last night, but he came home in a really cuddly mood, and you didn't want to ruin it. "YES," You lied, but immediately regretted it. "No." You corrected your self. "Well, who's is it?" He asked meeting your now watering eyes. He knew. "It's yours?" He questioned. "I'm sorry," You sobbed into your hands. "I ruin everything I'm sorry." He walked slowly to your side the test still in his shaking hands. "Babe, don't be sorry. It's not your fault. You didn't do this to yourself. I helped, if I'm remembering right. Please don't be sorry." His voice was shaky, you can tell he's scared. but he doesn't want to show it. "I'm scared Lou, I ruined everything for you." You cried. "Y/N You didn't ruin anything. I'm scared to but we'll figure it out. We always do." He reassured placing a kiss on the top of your head.
Zayn: A few weeks after you went to the doctor and they told you were pregnant you and Zayn got in a huge fight. "You never do anything any more. You don't wanna go out, you don't want to have sex, all you do is sit inside and mope all." He yelled across the table. His words stung, he didn't know you don't want to drink because of the baby, or that your just to tired and sore to have sex. "I'm not perfect." You yelled back. Tears stinging the back of your eyes. "You used to be fun, but not you act like you don't even want to be with me." He paced the floor running his hair through his already messy hair. "I'm pregnant!" You scream covering your mouth in hopes to . He stopped in his tracks, and stared at you. But before you could say anything else he stormed out the front door. He just left. You slumped onto the couch and curled into a ball and let your self cry. He's not ready for this, and when he comes back, there's no way he will stay. You must have dozed off, because you woke to Zayn shaking you. His face red and his cheeks tear stained. Every never in your body was instantly alert. "What's wrong Zayn" You snapped up, then remember the fight you had. "I'm sorry Y/N. I didn't mean what I said before. I didn't know. I was such an ass." He wept. "You left." You mumbled meeting his red eyes. "I was scared, and angry. I didn't know what to do. But now I know. This is what I want. I want you, I want our baby, no matter what." He let his head fall into your lap. The boy who usually sat quiet and guarded was crying in your lap, and confessing to you. You stroked his hair. "Ok Zayn. That's what were going to do. He crawled up next to you on the small couch and pulled your back against his chest. "I'm sorry I said that stuff to you. I love you more than anything in this world. always remember that." He said with his lips pressed against the back of your neck.
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