Harry: You stare down at the test in your hands and sigh before looking to the heavens. You bite your lip as you start to cry, pressing your hand to your mouth when the door opens. “(Y/N) you here? Your roommate let me in on her way out” Harry calls out and you think, if you can just be quiet enough he’ll leave. “(Y/N)… why are you on the floor?” Harry asks, pushing the bathroom door open and you shake your head as he drops to the floor. He notices the pregnancy test in your hands at the last minute, shrinking away from you before falling back against the tub. “You’re… pregnant?” he chokes and all you can do is nod because it isn’t his baby and you both know that. “When… when, did that happen?” he forces himself to ask, staring at you as you refuse to meet his eyes. “Before I met you” you assure him but he still stands and makes his way out of your apartment, the door slamming softly behind him.
Liam: You stare down at the vomit in the toilet and while it’s grotesque, it somehow calms you. It makes everything real, it makes the little plus sign on that pregnancy test from last week that much more real. You flush the toilet before leaning back against the sink, praying to the heavens for a sign on what to do. You’ve hated yourself ever since sleeping with Michael Phelps three weeks ago and now, you hate yourself even more. The Olympian took losing hard and you were there, even more willing to help ease his pain; like the whore you apparently were. Now, now, you’re pregnant and it most certainly isn’t Liam’s.
Niall: You’re hunched over the toilet, knees jiggling as you cry. The boy in front of you sighs, sobbing quietly while curling his knees to his chest. You’ve just told Andy the news of your unplanned and unwanted pregnancy and here the two of you are, crying in the bathroom. He’s apologizing profusely, for everything, but this isn’t only his fault because you fucked him too. Niall is away on tour, has been for several months, so there’s clearly no way he’s the father. So, even if you wanted to, you could never pass this child off as his.
Louis: You collapse on the floor at the sight on the positive pregnancy test. How could you have let yourself get pregnant while your boyfriend was on tour, and had been for the past four months? You think back to the night you had replayed in your head many times. The night you said ‘yes’ to someone you shouldn’t have even been talking to, your ex. You sit crying on the floor as you hear the faintness of your phone ringing knowing exactly who it was. You had to answer it; otherwise he would worry and continue to call until you answered. You wipe the tears from your eyes as you prepare for the hardest conversation of your life.
Zayn: Your small swell has now turned into a somewhat noticeable baby bump. You had gotten very good at hiding underneath your clothes but as you grew it became harder. You knew you were going to have to sit Zayn down and tell him you had gotten pregnant before the two of you had gotten together almost three months ago. As you planned out your conversation you couldn’t help but wonder what he reaction was going to be and if he would leave you or not.
