Harry: Harry never thought it could be possible for you to like chocolate any more than you did before the pregnancy. Every time he saw you some form of chocolate was in your hands. "Can I have a piece?" Harry asks one night as you pull the foil off another piece of dark chocolate, finding out that's the best to ease your cravings. You look over to Harry, taking the bag all for yourself and hopping from the bed, moving through the house as fast as you can, Harry catching you easily with the caution of your small baby bump making you slower, stealing himself one of your chocolates and a kiss.
Louis: "At least it isn't unhealthy." Louis comments as you take another bite of your apple. It's possibly the healthiest of cravings you could have; glad you didn't get one as bad as your best friend had, fried bacon. Louis gives you all the apples you need, glad he doesn't have to stop you from indulging in your craving or deal with the wrath of your raging hormones because of it.
Niall: It's become automatic for Niall to stop in at Taco Bell to pick up breakfast, lunch and dinner for you during your pregnancy. All you want is enough tacos to hold you over until you're craving them again. Niall's order has become memorable with the workers as he orders you enough to last you through the day. Once you've had your baby, Taco Bell repulses you, the sight, smell, and taste of it making you gag as you've had enough, your daughter the complete opposite as it seems the tacos were just for her.
Liam: "Liam." You tapped Liam's shoulder as he slept on the couch. He yawned as he woke up again, immediately reaching for the pickle jar you held out for him. "Again?" He questioned, his arm twisting the cap off easily, handing you back the jar. All through your pregnancy you'd been munching on the most common food for a woman to crave during her pregnancy, pickles. As many jars as you went through, Liam was always willing to open them for you.
