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<li style="list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 2px;"><span class="label" style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 5px; background-color: #fcfcfc;">Zayn:</span> Curled up on your bed, you wrapped your arms around your stomach tightly as you stared out the window into the night. Walking into your room, Zayn tossed his jacket on the chair by the door and began stripping off his clothes. “Sorry I couldn’t make it to the appointment babe…how is she doing in there?” He asked a smile playing at his lips before his eyes raked over your motionless body. He made his way up the bed peering over your shoulder, checking if you were asleep and you weren’t. “How was the appointment?” He repeated staring down at your face only to notice your lower lip beginning to tremble. His hand making its way over to yours on your stomach, he let his thumb rub over the back of your hand. “W…what happened?” He asked his eyes glistened with tears he had yet to shed. “She…she’s okay right?” He asked softly and you shook your head allowing your eyes to shut and tears to spill over your lower lids. “She’s gone…” You whispered through trembling lips and his head fell tears making their way down his cheeks. “I…I should have gone with you…I should have gone to the appointment today…” He mumbled and you shook your head causing more tears to drop. “It…it wouldn’t have saved her…” You said under your breath opening your eyes and staring up at him. He laid down behind you, his arm pressed gently against your stomach as he lied there silently crying. “I should have been there…” He repeated over and over until he drifted off into slumber.</li>
<li style="list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 2px;"><span class="label" style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 5px; background-color: #fcfcfc;">Harry:</span> He stood over you, distraught clearly shown on his face as he held you by your waist. “What’s wrong [Y/N]?” He asked as he stared down into your reddened eyes. “I…I…we lost it.” You stammered your chest quickly heaving as you fought back your tears. “We lost what…what did we lose?” He asked as his eyes casted down to your stomach before his eyes shut, only hoping that’s not what you were talking about. “We…we lost the baby Harry.” You whispered looking down at your slightly round stomach through blurry eyes. He backed up, dropping down onto couch behind him, his eyes glazed over as he stared at your belly before his face dropped into his large hands as he began to quietly sob. Slowly making your way over to him and you sat beside him, wrapping your arms him and quickly his arms were around you as well. “H…how?” He choked out as he nuzzled his face into your neck. “Wha…what could we have done?” He asked sniffling as he let his fingers trail down your back. He pulled away from the embrace and let his eyes make their way down to your stomach before he placed his hands on your belly. “I…I was really excited for…for the baby.” He whispered as more tears fell from his eyes. “Just…just so excited [Y/N].” His voice trailed off as he couldn’t take his eyes off your stomach.</li>
<li style="list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 2px;"><span class="label" style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 5px; background-color: #fcfcfc;">Niall:</span> “Hey Princess…how that little munchkin doing? Did you find out what it was today?” He asked happily a smile making it’s way on his face. “Most of all, how are you feeling princess?” He asked still happy to finally hear your voice today since he was away. “I…I…” You stammered as you let out a shaky breath, instantly his smile faded away. “What’s wrong?” He asked the worry apparent in his voice as you continued to sniffle into the phone. “Princess tell me what’s the matter.” He said only hoping he was home at the moment. “I…I miscarried.” You mumbled through your trembling chin as tears fell into your lap. “What…” He asked in disbelief as he ran his hand over his face. “We…we lost him.” You mumbled letting your body crash down onto your bed and you heard a sniffle through the phone. “It…it was boy?” He asked his eyes glazing over as he wanted nothing more than to hold you in his arms and you nodded your head. “L…look I'm coming home.” He whispered letting a sigh slip through his lips. “You…I need to be with you princess.” He said quietly as he wiped away at his eyes.</li>
<li style="list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 2px;"><span class="label" style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 5px; background-color: #fcfcfc;">Liam:</span> He happily stared up at the monitor at your baby as he sat beside you during your ultrasound. You looked over at Liam, not able to contain the smile playing at your lips because of how happy he looked that the baby on the screen was yours. Letting your eyes casts over to your doctor you noticed her brows furrowed and a look of sadness make its way to her face. “I can’t find a heartbeat.” She said softly to the two of you as you grew worried. “The baby’s okay right?” Liam asked as he stared into your eyes a look of terror in his eyes. “I'm really sorry.” The doctor said softly as she shook her head. “But…but what went wrong? The…the baby had a heartbeat last time…” You breathed as your eyes welled up with tears. “What…what did I do?” You asked quietly as the tears had made their way down your cheeks. “What did I do?” You repeated as you felt your chest tightening and it became difficult to breath. Cupping your face in his hands, Liam turned your face to his now blotchy one. “It’s not your fault…it’s not your fault babe.” He whispered through his own tears. He let out a shaky breath as tried to slow down your breathing as you were having a panic attack. “It’s not your fault [Y/N].” He whispered into your ear as his tears continued making their way down his face.</li>
<li style="list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 2px;"><span class="label" style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 5px; background-color: #fcfcfc;">Louis:</span> Gripping your belly as shots of pain made its way through your stomach and you headed toward the bathroom. “Lou…” You whimpered as you clutched onto your stomach as another shot of pain made its way through your abdomen. “Lou…” You cried as you slid down your bathroom wall, sitting on the ground as you began to cry silently. Louis hurriedly made his way to the bathroom, his eyes widening once finding you on the ground. “What wrong? Is it the baby, love?” He asked crouching down in front of you with worry in his eyes as you clutched onto your stomach. “I…I don’t know what’s happening.” You cried as you stared up into his eyes through your blurry ones. More terrible had come and you grabbed a hold of his hand, gripping tightly until the pain had subsided. His eyes glazed over as he tried not thinking about the worst, you couldn’t lose the baby. He stood up, picking you up and making his way to the car as his vision grew foggy. “I…I'm going to get you to the hospital…we…we can’t lose the baby.” He mumbled as he placed you gently down into the passenger’s seat. “We can’t lose this baby.” He repeated as he made his way to the drivers seat with tears falling from his cheeks.</li>
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