It’s A ... |Conor Maynard|
Summary - Can you do one where y/n is pregnant and can’t sleep coz of backache and wakes Conor up in the night in pain? Can you do an imagine were Conor and y/n find out that they are expecting a baby - they tell the boys / all the boys then start betting on the sex of the baby?
A/N - I had two requests to do with Y/N being pregnant that both included Conor so I made them both into one!
Turning onto your left side, you let out a deep sigh as you pulled the duvet up to your chin and nuzzled into the pillow that was under your head.
You were trying to sleep, but the dull ache in your back was making that impossible. But you knew the pain would be worth it when you welcomed the little life into world in 4 months time. Though you and Conor were the only ones that actually knew you were carrying a tiny life inside of you. You thought Conor would have told his friends by now, but he had managed to keep it a secret for now.
You both wanted to do things right. So you decided to wait until you were five months gone before you told anyone, and since your five month mark was yesterday, you were fine to tell all of the boys, and Conor’s brother. You and Conor didn’t really feel ready to tell anyone yet.
Turning onto your back once again, you slid your hand under the duvet and onto your small bump that was just about showing. You had hidden it quite well by wearing Conor’s hoodies and jumpers. The boys didn’t think anything of it as you normally stole Conor’s clothes, but of course he didn’t mind.
A grumble from your right side disrupted your thoughts as you turned your head and smiled at Conor, who returned the smile but very sleepily.
“Can you not sleep?” Conor asked, stretching his arms above his head.
“Not really, my back is aching.” You shrugged, running your left hand through your hair.
“Hurting?” Conor asked, with a concerned look on his face. You smiled at how protective and caring he had been since you told him you were pregnant.
“No, just like a twitch in my back.” You sighed, resting the palm of your hand on your back and starting to rub it gently.
“Come here and sit infront of me.” Conor chuckled as he sat up, switching the light on that was perched on the bedside table next to him.
Smiling to yourself, you moved infront of Conor as he pulled his knees up and you sat yourself in between them.
Conor’s hands moved up the back of your shirt, well it was Conor’s shirt, and he started massaging your back, resting his chin on your shoulder as he nuzzled into your neck.
“I love you, you know that?” Conor mumbled, gently planting a few kisses along your jaw line as shivers shot down your spin. Conor must have felt the goose bumps under his touch because you felt him smirk against your neck.
“I love you too.” You chuckled, leaning your back against his chest as one of Conor’s hands moved around to your bump as the tension started to fade away from your chest.
After a few minutes, both of Conor’s hands were on your bump and he softly kissed your neck a few times.
“Feel better?” Conor asked, stroking your hair gently as you nodded.
“A lot better, thank you.” You smiled, turning around so you were facing him, cross legged.
That sleepy smile that you loved was still plastered on Conor’s face as his eyes sparkled slightly in the dim glow of the lamp on the bedside table.
“Can we go back to sleep?” Conor chuckled, running the pad of his thumb over your cheek.
Nodding in response, you lay back down on the bed and pulled the duvet over yourself again as Conor switched off the bedside lamp.
You felt Conor’s arms wrap around your waist as you turned onto your side again.
“I think we should tell the boys tomorrow, because I’ve got something planned.” Conor told you. Even though it was dark, you could hear him grinning.
“What have you got planned?” You asked, chuckling slightly. God knows what Conor had planned, but whatever it was you knew he wouldn’t tell you.
“You’ll see.” Conor chuckled, kissing your cheek before resting his head on his pillow again and he fell asleep in seconds.
Rolling your eyes in the darkness, you drifted off into a peaceful sleep, wondering what Conor could possibly have planned that involved telling the boys and Jack.
The next morning, you were joined in the living room by 6 loud guys who were all asking the same question.
“Where’s Conor then?” Jack groaned impatiently.
“How should I know?” you chuckled, sitting on the sofa next to Joe.
You weren’t lying, you had no idea where Conor was, or when he was coming back.
“He left at 7 this morning, haven’t heard or seen him since.” You told the others, taking a sip of water from the bottle you were holding.
“Have you tried calling him?” Caspar asked, looking up from his phone.
“No Caspar, I never thought of that.” You rolled your eyes, chuckling. You knew Caspar was only trying to be helpful but sometimes it just didn’t pay off.
As if on queue, Conor stepped through the door a few minutes later, holding a box in his arms.
“You all made it!” He grinned excitedly, placing the box on the coffee table infront of himself.
Everyone, you included, looked at the box with a confused expression on your face.
“We’ve got something to tell you guys.” Conor smiled, sliding his jacket off and putting it on the arm of the sofa before offering you his hand.
Still with the confused expression on his face, you stood up and placed your hand in his, making sure his hoodie that you were currently wearing covered your bump.
“You’re engaged?” Jack asked, leaning forward and resting his elbows against his knees.
“You’re pregnant?” Joe laughed, as you and Conor fell silent and looked at the boys as they stared back at you.
“You’re pregnant?” Jack repeated, standing up and his eyes dropped to your stomach.
You nodded slightly as Conor’s grip tightened on your hand.
“Oh my god, I’m going to be an uncle!” Jack grinned, hugging Conor before picking you up off the floor and hugging you tightly.
“I didn’t think you had it in you!” Joe laughed, nudging Conor in the ribs gently with his elbow.
Conor rolled his eyes and chuckled as he hugged all of the boys, and they all hugged you as well.
"How did we not see the bloody bump?!” Caspar laughed, as you lifted your hoodie up slightly.
“Clearly I hid it well.” You chuckled, looking down at your bump.
“You’re barely showing though. Are you sure you’re pregnant?” Oli laughed.
“So what are you having?” Jack asked excitedly, having the same sparkle in his eyes that Conor had when he was happy.
“I bet it’s a boy!” Mikey piped up, smiling at you both.
“No, it’s definitely a boy!” Josh butted in, chuckling.
“I actually hope it’s a boy!” Oli grinned.
“It’s a girl, promise!” Joe grinned, eyeing the plain white box suspiciously.
“We don’t actually know yet.” You told them, finding it very cute at how excited all of the boys were.
“Well, actually.” Conor chuckled, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb as you looked at him confused.
“I went to the hospital this morning and picked up the results, went to a place in town and they made a box to reveal the sex of the baby.” Conor told all of you.
“I thought it would be a bit more exciting this way.” Conor shrugged, looking at you shyly.
A grin spread across your face as you looked at Conor and kissed his cheek.
“Open it! I wanna know if I’m having a niece or nephew!” Jack shouted excitedly.
Conor rolled his eyes and chuckled, taking another smaller box out of the white one, which was splattered with flecks of pink and blue paint.
Butterflies instantly started flying around your stomach as you noticed the writing on the side of the box.
‘He or she? What will baby Maynard be?’
The sight of those words made your heart swell as the boys started shouting excitedly.
“Conor! Open the bloody box!” Joe laughed as Caspar started jumping up and down on the spot.
“You do it.” Conor grinned, rubbing your back gently.
Reaching over, you broke the seal on the box and out floated a large …
“It’s a girl!” You grinned excitedly, tears brimming your eyes as the boys all jumped on you and Conor, giving you both hugs once again.
“Our little girl!” Conor smiled happily, resting his hands on your bump as you felt her kick against his hand.
“Our little girl.” You smiled back, leaning your forehead against Conor’s as a single tear rolled down your cheek. You turned back to the boys, who were still bouncing around excitedly.
Your little girl was going to be incredibly lucky to have these idiots around all the time.
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