One Direction Preferences

#49 You're Pregnant but He Doesn't Want Him/Her (Part 1)

Harry: 

You were on the bed thinking of you, Harry, and your baby. The thought made you smile. 

"Baby, I'm home," you heard Harry yell from downstairs. You squealed quietly, and ran downstairs, jumping into Harry's arms, then kissed him.  You both smiled though the kiss. You two finally parted. 

"What was that for?" Harry smiled. 

"I'm pregnant!" you smiled, but Harry's smile dropped.

"Harry?" you asked, smile dropping. He didn't answer. He just put you down, and walked out of the house. You sighed, and packed your bags. Before you left, you wrote Harry a note.

Harry,

I'm sorry you don't want your little girl or boy. I'm sorry you didn't love me like I thought you did. And just so ya know, you won't get to see him or her. I refuse to let you your baby if you don't want him or her.

Bye,

(Y/N)

Liam:

Liam was on top of you, tickling you just to hear you laugh. 

"Li! Stop! I'm literally about to pee myself," you laughed. Liam got off of you, and let you go pee. 

"Why do you have to pee so much?" Liam asked after you used the bathroomYou shrugged. 

"I'm pregnant." Liam's eyes widened. 

"W-What?" You look at him with an eyebrow raised. 

"I'm pregnant?" you repeated. Liam didn't say anything. You sighed, got up, went to pack all your things, and left, with Liam watching.

Louis: 

I've got a question. 

Yeah? 

Are you pregnant? 

You sighed. 

Yeah, Lou, I am. 

I know you don't believe in abortion, but can you? 

You eyes widen. No! You were not going to kill your baby. You simply get up, and pack. You leave his apartment, and go back to your parents' house in (Y/S). 

Babe, please answer me. Don't leave me, please? Please, I love you. 

That message pissed you off. 

If you loved me then you would WANT your baby, Louis! 

I do! Just not right now while the band is at it's peak. 

Apparently, you don't! Just forget it, Louis! I DON'T want you to see your little boy or girl! Just forget it, and forget about us! 

No, please! I love you! 

Whatever Louis! 

And that was the last text you've ever sent him.

Niall: 

You were in the bathroom looking at the test in your hands. You were pregnant, with Niall's child. 

"Princess?" You look up, and saw Niall leaning against the door, arms crossed. 

"Are ya alright?" he asked, concerned. 

"No," you whispered. 

"What's wrong?" You just hand him the test. He let out a gasp. Then, he left. You sighed, packed your bags, and left to go live with your sister/brother.

Zayn: 

"WHAT?!" Zayn yelled. 

"Yeah, Zayn, I'm pregnant," you said, rolling your eyes, walking away from him. You went to pack your bags. As you packed, you heard the front door slam. You finished packing. Then, you left Zayn a note. 

Zayn,

I'm sorry you don't want your little girl or boy. Don't expect to see him or her. And don't contact me.

Good-Bye, Zayn

Sorry That Zayn's Was A Bit Short.