Harry: You had awoken the next morning laying on the couch. You had on a ratty t-shirt and your underwear. You had noticed Harry laying on the floor in just his boxers. You laughed at his disheveled appearance, but then immediately blushed when you had recalled your actions from last night. You remembered every moment, when Harry told you he was in love with you, to the amazing kiss you shared, even to the passionate love you made. Harry shifted beside you, and hesitantly sat up. He squinted at morning sun and instantly placed his hand on his forehead, shielding him from the effects of his hangover. “What happened last night?” he groggily spoke. “You don’t remember?” you asked concerned. “I’ve got no clue.” he confirmed. That made your heart drop, it was bad enough you slept with your best friend but now he has no recollection of it. You decided to just drop it and keep it a secret from him. You suspected the alcohol was the reason for Harry’s actions but now, you were for sure he didn’t, truly, have those types of feelings for you.
Niall: At first, when Niall ignored you, you let it be. You figured what you guys did freaked him out a little bit, however you didn’t expect him to stop talking to you for two months. So you decided to just confront him. Which turned to be a huge fiasco, he told you he didn’t know what he was thinking when he slept with you and regretted it the next morning. You left that day emotionally scarred from the man that picked up the pieces for you so many times. You were trying to move on with your life, but a month later you had received the worst possible news. You were pregnant. You were scared at first and cried for hours not knowing what to do. And eventually gathered the courage to just tell Niall, after all, he did have a right to know. You rang the doorbell to his house, a few moments after, he opened the door giving you a quizzical look. “What are you doing here?” he asked. “I-I, Can I come in, please?” you stuttered. He opened the door wider, letting you in. You walked past him, straight into the living room and rapidly rushed your words. “I know you don’t want to be friends with me anymore, and I understand you don’t ever want to see me again, but I have some important news to tell you.” He continued to gave you the same look, you took his silence as to continue. “Niall, I’m pregnant.” you whispered. Tears shortly ran down your cheeks. Niall just stood there, stunned by your words. “I’m gonna be a dad?” he croaked, getting caught on his foreign words. You nodded your head in confirmation. He ran to you, picking you up by your waist and spinning you around. “That’s amazing!” he cheered, placing you back on the ground. You were utterly shocked by his response. And stood there speechless. “Y/N, I realized these last three months were impossible to go without seeing you everyday. I was afraid that night, afraid of losing you as my best friend, and I guess that happened anyway, but this news is just amazing. A bit of bad timing but I couldn’t imagine doing this with anyone else.” He explained. You smiled at his response and pulled him into a hug. “I love you, Ni.” you muttered. “I love you too” he replied.
Liam: A few days after you night with Liam, he finally called you. “Hey, Y/N! Can we talk? I need to tell you something” He requested. You hesitantly answered “uhm, sure,” “okay I’ll come pick you up in an hour” he said ending the call. His words were swift, confusing you further. Thousands of thoughts flooded your head. You couldn’t tell if his tone was good or bad and that made your worry. You hadn’t really discussed what happened after you had sex, so you kind of just dropped it but now, he was wanting to talk to you, to tell you something, and you had no clue of what. You tried distracting yourself for the next hour. Taking a shower, cleaning, doing your hair, doing your hair again. Until Liam finally arrived. His facial expression held no hint of what was happening, and minimal words were exchanged during your time in the car. You arrived a few minutes later at one of your favourite coffee shops. You smiled at your shared special place. Maybe this was going to be good news. You two ordered your drinks and sat at your table. The two of you continued to look at each other not saying a word. Liam would crack a few funny faces, that made you laugh and then blush. Finally sick of the silence you inquired “so, why are we here Li? What did you have to tell me?” His lips curved in to smile before he spoke, “Right. So, I broke up with Sophia.” he stated. “Oh, I’m sorry” you mumbled. You didn’t know how to react at first. You felt bad because it was because of you, but then you felt amazing because it was because of you! . “Don’t be sorry, it was long since over due!” You’re smile grew wider as he reached across the table, taking your hand in his, “now, all I need to know is, Y/N? Will you be my girlfriend” he proposed. “Of course!” you squeaked to your best friend, now boyfriend.
Zayn: Zayn was incredibly confused when he woke the next morning an you were gone. He sent you multiple texts. Which you hadn’t replied to due to your work meetings. You felt extremely guilty for leaving him, right after work you headed to his flat. Walking right through the door. “Zayn!” you called. He emerged from his art room covered in paint splattered jeans and tee. “oh, hi Y/N. I didn’t expect you to come over.” he said surprised. You were surprised by his words. “Yeah, I’m sorry I left this morning, I had work and was already running late.” you said, dropping your bag on the couch and walking over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Did ya miss me?” you joked. He laughed at your silly remark and held you “No, I just thought, you freaked out and left forever.” He smiled. “I could never leave you forever. I love you too much.” you responded. he pulled you closer, hovering above your lips. “Good cause I love you too much, too” He uttered placing a kiss on your lips.
Louis: “Lou, I’m so sorry!” You cried into his chest. You were in his room, he held you, tears slipping from his eyes at your news. You were pregnant. 3 months after your drunken forgotten night, here you were knocked up by your best friend who was in another relationship. You two vowed the next morning after, that it was just the Bacardi talking and to forget your actions of that night. Promising to never tell a soul. But now, that was out the window. You had known for some time before finally breaking the news to Louis. You had no idea how he would react. You were in love with him, but he was in love with Eleanor. “It’ll be okay, Y/N” he reassured you. “I’m gonna take care of you and our baby.” he promised, tightening his arms around you. “but what about Eleanor?” you mumbled, trying to stop your tears. “I’m gonna end it with her. I need to. I’m in love with you.” he stated, placing a kiss to your temple.
