Michael: You sigh, rolling over in bed, trying to find a comfy position, you huff angrily, kicking the covers off your body, your eyes filling with tears of frustration "you okay sweetie?" Michael yawns, he sits up, running his hands through his hair "I can't get comfortable" you sniffle, pouting up at your boyfriend "aww, baby are you okay?" He asks, wiggling closer to you and setting his hand on your forehead "no, my boobs are hurting, like a lot" you whine, he chuckles, wrapping his arms around your waist "your period is probably due" he says gently, you nod, groaning "I'm sorry lovebug" he murmurs, nuzzling your neck gently.
Luke: You wake up in a bad mood, you glare out the window at the sunlight streaming in, you want to get up and close the curtains, but your tummy is aching terribly, you groan, burying your face in your pillow, suddenly you hear Luke shouting up the stairs "babe breakfast's ready!" You cringe, slowly dragging yourself out of bed, and as you start down the stairs you wince, your hands flying to support your tender breasts "shoulda worn a fuckin' bra" you grumble, Luke appears in front of you and his cheeks flush "what are you-you doing?" He mumbles, his eyes on the floor "my tits hurt" you snap, continuing down the steps.
Calum: You whine, burying your face in Calum's lap "if you wanna blow me babe all you gotta do is ask" he jokes, you groan, sitting up and hitting his chest "Cal my boobs are hurting you insensitive prick" you grumble, he raises his eyebrows, his gaze trailing to your chest "what's wrong with them? They look perfect to me" he smirks, you roll your eyes "Cal I'm serious, it's weird my nipples have like...gone darker and swollen" "okay well let me take a look at them" he grins, reaching out to lift your shirt, his hand brushes your nipple, making you jump back, clutching your chest with a groan, Calum looks shocked "do you need to go to the doctor or something? Babe do you have breast cancer?! Or...no...you could-no...are you-babe are you pregnant?" Your mouth falls open as the realisation hits "Calum I think I'm pregnant" you whisper.
Ashton: "How are you feeling darling?" Ashton asks softly, stepping into the bedroom with a tall glass filled with ice cream, you shrug, he kisses your forehead, handing you the icecream and sitting next to you, he wraps his arm around your shoulder, rubbing your large baby bump "where does it hurt the most love?" You sigh, scooping ice cream into your mouth "my boobs, they are so tender" you admit through a mouthful of triple chocolate ice cream "I'm sorry baby girl, maybe if you just go to sleep for a while you'll feel a bit better" he suggests.
