LIAM: He’d stand back and watch you, looking particularly at your stomach to see if his thoughts were true. But he couldn’t tell. He didn’t want to flat out ask if you were pregnant, but a part of his mind told him you were. You hadn’t said anything, going about your day, waiting to see if Liam would notice and say something. Little did you know, he was going back and forth on this idea. If you were pregnant, what would his reaction be? If you weren’t, he’d feel like an ass for even thinking it. At this point he just didn’t know what to do. You finally gave in and told him, seeing that he wasn’t going to say anything about it. The look on his face is priceless. It’s as if you just told him they were building a whole amusement park for Batman: he was ecstatic...in shock, but happy you were finally telling him, grateful for the news.
NIALL: He couldn’t understand your mood swings. First you loved him and wanted to be near him every second, then you’d be crying telling him to leave you alone. It was frustrating, for you and him both. While he stood back not knowing what to do, you felt horrible for treating him that way. It wasn’t your fault though, it was your stupid hormones. The day you found out you were pregnant, you guys rejoiced in the news and held each other for the longest time. 5 months in and you were longing for the day when your crazy mood swings would be over. But even when you’d treat him badly, he’d come back to the room with a box full of chocolates, cautiously approaching you and settling in with you on the bed.
HARRY: Even though you had good news, Harry had bad. He went first and said he wanted to break up, crushing your heart and turning good news into nothing compared to his. You left the apartment feeling like shit, but as you placed your hand on your stomach, you knew you’d be ok. Harry still didn’t know, but you didn’t want him to think you were just saying it because you wanted him to stay. If he had wanted to stay, he wouldn’t of broken up with you, right? Leaving his house you walk back to yours and contemplate what had just happened. One way or another, he was going to find out about it anyways.
ZAYN: He isn’t happy with the news, taken back by your surprise and blurting out whatever came to his head first, which was ‘you can’t be’. The words hurt you, causing tears to spring free and you turning your back to him. You were so happy when you found out, hoping when you told Zayn he’d feel the same way. Running to the bathroom, you lock yourself in and cry. Zayn watches, frozen in place, as you lock yourself in. His eyes never leave the door as he thinks about what you just said. He was shocked, not expecting that. He hadn’t meant for those words to come out. And seeing how it caused you pain, hurt him twice as much. Of course he was happy you were with child, he just needed time to process it. Going to the door, he lightly knocks and waits to hear your voice. But you won’t answer. “Babe…...I’m sorry. Of course I’m happy. Please come out.”
LOU: “How many months?” You open your mouth to answer the cute old lady, but Lou rushes to answer. “Six.” He has a huge smile plastered on his face as he answers confidently. You smile and nod your head. Ever since he’d found out, he wanted to tell any and everyone about our joy. And he wasn’t ashamed to know everything about pregnancies. Even though you were the one who was suppose to read the books, he took it upon himself to read them all, telling you what they said as he went along. He wanted you to relax, to never do anything, he’d do it all. You’d sit back and laugh as he’d scramble to get everything you needed. You were grateful for him, happy that he was as excited as you are about this baby.
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