Louis: You were so sick of it. Being pregnant wasn't cool or nice...not at all. At least in your opinion. Louis seemed to enjoy it quite a lot. He was constantly talking about your child and how happy he was to be a father. Of course, you were excited about it as well, but you started to realize slowly, that maybe raising a child is not just fun. You started to have doubts in your relationship and especially in yourself. Everybody talked about everything being great, while you ere actually terrified. Louis noticed the change in you, so one evening he sat you down in the living room and asked what made you this sad and quiet the last few weeks. You explained everything and he was hurt....i mean you had questioned your relationship, which had already lasted for three years, of course he felt offended, so he left the room with an unreadable expression on his face. You curled yourself on the couch and cried yourself to sleep. You were sure, that Louis would leave you and never ever talk to you again.
After, what felt like just a few minutes, someone shook your shoulder, so you opened your eyes, to reveal a teary eyed Louis:"Baby, I'm so sorry, that I left you alone with all this. I know, that i was being immature, and I'm truly sorry. I will start to act more lke a responsible father, than a child.I love you. Here, i brought you flowers, love." With that, he handed you a bouquet with beautiful roses. You had started crying with the flowers in your hands, as you whispered."I love you too". He looked satisfied, as he started to walk in the kitchen to make you some tea. He was almost out of the door, when you call after him:"Lou!" He turned around and seemed a little confused until you said:"It's a boy." he shook his head in disbelief and whispered:"No." He turned around and sat on the couch with you on his lap. You saw the tears running down his face, which he had held back the whole time. You know he always wanted a boy. After some time he looked you straight in th face and said."Y/N, you make me so happy. How lucky am I, please? I have the most beautiful, prettiest, nicest girlfriend in the whole world and on top of that she is pregnant with my son. Really, what did I do to deserve it?" "I love you", you said, befor you fell asleep on Louis with a big smile on your face. All doubts were forgotten.
Harry: You were so excited to finally find out about the gender of your baby. Harry and you were now married for about two years and you were pregnant. The pregnancy was okay so far. You had been sick a few times, but your husband was by your side the whole time. Your family supported you, yyou had enough money for the child, everything was great...Despite Harry being very nervous about the gender. He had told you, that he didn't care as long as the child was healthy, but you knew very well that he preferred a girl. I mean the whole fandom knew it. His baby girl Darcy. This however made you very nervous as well. I mean, what would happn, if it was a boy?! So here you were, sitting in the hospital, waiting for your appointment with Harry. After waitin for only ten minutes you got in the room and sat down. You both tried to not freak out, while the doctor made the ultrasonic testing. She smiled at the both of you as she sais:"Congratuations Mrs. and Mr. Styles, it's a healthy boy. I'll leave you alone for a moment. Then she left the room. You exhaled sharply. This could not have been worse. You didn't dare to look in Harrys face, so you said:"I'm so sorry Harry." Then you looked up in his emerals green eyes, which now watched your every move. "What in heavens name are you sorry for, Y/N? Aren't you happy?" You swalloed hard and tried not to cry, but you failed, the hormones getting the best of you, as usual. "I am happy, Harry. I didn't care about the gender as much as you. I know you always wanted a girl. I'm sorry I didn't fulfill your expectations." Your head hung low in shame, as two fingers brought your chin up, and you were faced with the familar green orbs, which were teary:"Y/N, listen to me, because i won't say that twice. I AM happy. Yes, I'd love to have a girl, but that doesn't mean I'm not equally happy to be the father of this perfect boy, okay? You did everything right, and I love you and the baby. Please never question that! You nodded and hugged him. He held you in his strong, tattoed arms until you had calmed down, so he could take you home safely.
Zayn: Your relationship ahd been great. You started of as best friends. The boys knew that you were in love with him, and he with you. You were both to shy to admit it, so the boys had set you up. What else is to say. You were in relationship ever since. You were happy, talked about the future, you couldn't be any happier. But now, after a ýear it was all different. To say everything changed would be quite the understatement. Zayn went out an came home drunk. He was impulsive, aggressive and loud. Zayn refused to talk about your problems. He didn't spend much time with the boys neither. He basically isolated himself and shut everbody out. You had thought about breaking up with him already. Because nothing was left. Your friendship, your reationship, the trust, all that seemed to be a life-tme away. So why didn't i break up with him, you're asking? I love him. And, i might be pregnant. I had the symptoms for quite a while now, but I didn't take a pegnancy test yet. I'm in denial. Deep down I kinda know I'm pregnant, but this, it just couln't be. Not now. Not with Zayn acting like he is. But as always my responsible site decided to go to the doctor. Mostly because I wanted to have the option of an abortion, although I didn't eally want this.
after the appointment
well, this is it. You were pregnant.With a girl. You decided to go to the studio, where the boys and Zayn were currently at. You wanted to break the news to him in front of the boys. That may not be exactly be the best solution, but as hard it was to admit, you were a little scared of him. You entered the studio and found the boys just chilling, because they were taking a break. All boys were there, besides Zayn. They greeted you warmly and hugged you. Niall held you the longest and yo couldn't stop the tears from falling in his shirt. When he realized you were crying he held you at arm length and asked:"hey, why are you crying? Y/N look at me." By now the other boy had also noticed how upset you were. You looked at Niall and the boys and started to ramble:"Zayn. He changed so much. he will hate me. He will break up with me. He will force me to end it. I don't wanna. oh my god, I really don't want this." Now it was Harrys turn to say something, you two had alwas been close:"Please tell us, Y/N." You finally sobbed out:"I'm pregnant. With Zayns girl. I know he will hate me, if he doesn't already." The boys looked wide-eyed at you. In the next moment the door flung open, revealing Zayn. By the look on his face you knew he had heard everthing. He hugged you. Well, that came unexpected. Utterly shocked you stumbled a few steps back. "I could never hate you." That was everything it needed right now. You knew it would be alright. Somehow. You didn't know how or why, you just did.
Hey pals!!!i know, i haven't updated in a while, but here is another update for the pregnancy series....yay:)Here is the first part, the next will follow soon. I hope you like it, and i know it's a little diffrent i guess. I don't know why Zayn is the boo-man again. I love him. Never forget it's called FICTION. But yeah, it would be really, really helpfull to have some requests!!!!So please inbox me! Also let me know if you want to have more preferences of the pregnancy series, or if i should rather start with the marriage series.And of course a HUGE thank you for 5.7K reads!!! I'm so happy about that. I really hope we can reach some more votes on this story, so yeah please vote and comment more.
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