One Direction Preferences! (Book 1)✔

#184. You Tell Him That You are Pregnant

You Tell Him That You are Pregnant...

Harry: “C’mere, boy!” You whisper to your small beagle, patting your thighs. He happily jogs over to where you are bending over and squats on his hind legs. You tape a piece of tape and stick the positive pregnancy test to his leather collar, as he licks your chin. You pat his head and mutter, “Go wake up Harry!” He obeys and his short legs run off into your shared bedroom, where Harry was peacefully sleeping. You stood by the doorway and crossed your arms over your chest. “Good morning to you too Y/N,” Harry chuckles as the beagle slobbers on his face. “That’s not me,” You laugh. Harry’s eyes shoot open and he nudges your dog off of his bare chest. “Gross!” After adjusting his eyes to the light, the little white stick catches his eyes. His eyebrows crinkle and he cocks his head, taking it in his hands. “Is the dog actually a girl? Is he pregnant?” He asks in bewilderment. You shake your head and smirk. “Wait..Babe, is this-no way,” He breathes. He jumps off the bed and tugs you into his arms. “We’re pregnant! I can’t believe this!” After about a million kisses and shed tears (from the both of you), Harry is already planning baby names.

Liam: “Hey, may I ask why there is a pacifier in the vase?” Liam questioned, observing the little object held in his hand. “I haven’t got a clue. It’s probably Lux’s,” You answer. He shrugged and went back to making his lunch. You giggled once he left the room and smirked deviously to yourself. “What the hell?” You hear from where the kitchen. And once again, Liam dashes in-now holding a little diaper. “Ok, I just found this in the bread drawer. Lux really needs to stop leaving her stuff around,” Liam shakes his head. When you enter the kitchen, there is a pile of baby products sat next to Liam’s food. “Y/N, what’s all of this?” Liam asks. You shrug. Before Liam had came home, you had hidden baby products all over the kitchen in a way of telling Liam you were pregnant. You watch as Liam opens the microwave door. When Liam spots a baby doll, he screams. “What is that doing in there?!” You hide your laughter into the palms of your hands. “Would you care to explain?” Liam say, wiggling the baby in your face. “Liam, I’m pregnant!” You exclaim, gesturing to the objects lying on the table. Liam’s face lights up and he looks at you and the baby doll. “We’re having a baby!?” “Yes Liam!” His eyes squint as his smile enlarges and he pulls you into his torso. “Can I trust you not to put our baby in the microwave?”

Niall: “Y/N, wheres that take out you ordered a couple of nights ago?” Niall questions, walking into the kitchen. You bite back your smile but don’t look up from your cell phone. “It’s in the fridge,” You lie. Niall pushes everything back looking for the styrofoam box that held his food. You were secretly recording his movements with your phone. You had known sometime during the day Niall was going to look into the fridge looking for food. You had placed a baby bottle inside the fridge that held inside, your positive pregnancy test. “I don’t see it, babe,” He whines. “Look with your eyes!” You laugh. Niall then took everything out and placed the contents of the refrigerator onto the counter-including the baby bottle that he failed to notice. “Nope. I don’t see any take out.” He finally looks notices bottle and looks at it with wide eyes. “Babe..?” He pulls out the stick with slender fingers and smiles. On the back, where you have written on it, it reads, ‘Baby Horan’. You jump into his arms with a big, huge smile. “I’m going to be a daddy!” He says excitedly, clutching onto your frame. 

Louis: You had taken Louis to Disney World for a romantic vacation. So far, it was one of the best trips you had ever taken. And hopefully, by the end of it, it would be one of Louis’ favorites as well. Louis had always asked you for the blessing of a beautiful little baby boy or girl, and you had never put much thought into it. Or so he thought. You were finally pregnant, and you were sure Louis would be extremely overjoyed! It was truly a miracle. “C’mon, babe! Let’s go on this ride!” Louis grabbed your hand and dragged you around like a rag doll. “Lou, I’m sorry, I’m really tired, love,” You sighed. “That’s okay. We can get something to eat if you would like,” He offers. “Actually..I think I have something better in mind,” you say, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards a little stand. A cartoon caricature stand. You pushed Louis down onto the little bench. Louis chuckled and plastered a cheek-aching smile. The male artist looked between you and the canvas, slipping the tip of his tongue out of his mouth in concentration while his pencil sped around. After ten minutes had passed, the drawer turned over his completed drawing. You were drawn with a round, bulging stomach, and Louis had his arm around you. His t-shirt read, ‘World’s Best Daddy’. His eyes scanned the poster for a few moments. He looked at you in disbelief. “Oh my goodness,” He breathed, running his hands over his hair. Immediately, his arms engulfed you in a large bear hug. “I love you so much. Thank you for giving me the best gift I could ever ask for.”

Zayn: “Why exactly are you sending me on a ‘scavenger hunt’?” your husband grumbles. “Because I love you,” You grin. That makes him smile and he nods. “Okay!” You hand him the first post-it with that read his first clue. You had put about fifteen post-its all around the house. The final destination would lead him to your pregnancy test. You and Zayn had finally gotten tired of silence in your house and many empty extra rooms that had the potential of comforting a child. And now you could fill the voids-you were pregnant. He mumbles to himself for quite a while, saying things like, “Do we even have one of those?”, or “Where would that be?” You just quietly follow behind him, anxiously waiting for him to get to his last clue. When he gets to his final destination-the bathroom- he opens the cubby and takes out the pregnancy test. “Holy shit-” He gasps. “Did you have a pregnant lady pee on this or something?” He chuckles, with tears in his eyes. “No!” You laugh. He picks you up off of the ground and spins you around. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!” He repeats, kissing all over your face. “I have to tell my mother-oh my goodness, this is the best day of my life!”