Band Imagines/Preferences

OM&M Imagine/Preference (Pt.2)

He finds out you're pregnant:

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Aaron:

"Omg you should be really fucking cheesy when you tell him" My best friend (best friend name) says, laughing as we pig out on random ass food while watching a movie.

"Omg I should!" I say, laughing.

Aaron and I have been wanting kids since we got married two years ago, so I'm not worried at all.

"What should I do?" I ask, and she thinks for a second.

Her face lights up and she smirks.

"I have an idea"

*says idea*

"God you're so sexual"

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Aaron: I'll be home soon babe
Me: Oki, you're alone, right?
Aaron: I will be now
Me: Good

-20 minutes later-

"Babe?" Aaron calls, shutting the door behind him.

"Heyyy" I say, sliding in from the kitchen and laughing.

"Woah" He says, looking at my attire.

I was wearing one of his plain white button up dress shirts with black lingerie under it, and black knee high socks.

"Well hello" He smirks, but I push him off.

"You should know something" I say, backing up.

"And what's that?" He asks, and I un button the bottom buttons, then point to my stomach.

"Your sperm has already created one, so you better take advantage of this because in a few months you're getting absolutely nothing from me" I smirk, and his smirk fades, showing pure shock.

"You're pregnant?" He yells, running up and hugging me.

"Well that's the easier way of saying it" I chuckle, and he laughs.

"No, I definitely like this way" He says, pulling away and looking at my body.

"Yeah it's not gonna look like this in a while so take advantage" I chuckle.

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Tino:

"The bride has a special announcement to make" The announcer says, and the entire room is dead silent as I grab the mic, thanking him.

"So, I found out some special news about a week ago. A small handful of people in this room know about it already" I say, and Tino pipes in.

"I don't!" He says, and the crowd laughs.

I chuckle and raise the mic to my lips again.

"So, to make this short and sweet. Tino?" I say, turning to face him.

"Yes?" He slyly says, making everyone laugh again.

I grab his hand and place it on my stomach.

"I'm pregnant" I say, and his eyes widen and everyone cheers.

"Y-You're pregnant?" He gasps, and I nod, laughing.

"HOLY SHIT!" He yells, standing up and hugging me.

"AAHHH I'M NOT ALOUD TO CRY!" He shouts, making everyone laugh more.

"It's okay bro, you can cry over this, you wont lose the bet" Austin says into the mic and the crowd is in hysterics.

"BET?" I shouts.

"They bet $20 that I can't cry" Tino says, even though a few tears are pouring out.

"Awe babe" I say, pouting and wiping his face.

"We're gonna be parents!" He whispers, kissing me softly.

"Yes we are" I smile.

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Phil:

I'd been getting morning sickness the past two weeks, starting a week after Phil got home from tour.

"You alright?" Austin asks, rubbing my back soothingly.

All the guys stayed over and I guess I woke him up.

"I'm sorry" I mutter, before puking again.

"She alright?" I hear Alan groan from the doorway.

"How long has this been going on?" Austin asks, kneeling next to me, still holding my hair.

"Two weeks" I mutter, and Austin looks at Alan.

"I got it" Alan groans, walking out.

I hear the front door close and I puke more.

"You're gonna be okay" Austin says, sitting next to me the whole time.

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"Pregnancy test?" I whisper shout, and Alan nods.

"Yep. Go piss on a stick and find out if there's a human growing inside your vagina" Alan says, lightly pushing me into the bathroom.

I groan, rolling my eyes, and take three tests.

..............

All are positive.

I open the door a creak and Austin and Alan burst through, both of them picking up one of the tests.

"Holy shit!" Austin says, smiling.

"Wait what does that mean?" Alan asks, and Austin rolls his eyes.

"She's definitely preggo" Austin says, and Alan smiles like the Cheshire cat.

"Who's preggo?" Phil groans, walking in.

"Uh-"

"You're pregnant?" Phil shouts, and I nod, not knowing what else to do.

"Thank god, I was scared you were dying" He laughs, hugging me.

"Morning sickness" He clarifies, and I laugh.

"Can we name it Alan Jr.?"

"No"