One Direction Preferences

#31 You Find Out Your Pregnant

Harry: It felt so real, eerily real. You just woke up from a dream, you were pregnant, VERY pregnant. Sitting on the sofa with a bowl of ice cream set on your belly. The weird thing was you swear you could feel it. But when you woke up nothing. You look at the clock 2:30 AM. Harry is fast asleep, arms sprawled and slightly sweaty under the blankets. After that there was no way you were falling asleep. Something about the dream was so real. You had to find out. You threw on some sweats and a jacket and drove Harry’s range rover to the nearest gas stop. Quickly buying a pregnancy test and getting home before Harry could notice you left. He was still fast asleep when you past through your room to the tiny connected bath. This is a long shot but its haunting how real it felt. “Here goes nothing.” You sighed and peed on the stick. After what felt like half an hour, a tiny pink plus became more and more visible. “Holy shit.” You gasp at the plastic test. ”I’m pregnant.” 

Liam: You were sitting around the table with Liam, Harry, and Y/BF/N. Liam wanted to go out to dinner, get out, do something before he has to leave for tour. The restaurant is packed, and when the food arrives all the smells make you sick to your stomach. “Excuse me,” You barley get out before leaving the table and going to the nearest restroom. The feeling passed as you stood in the stall. Now that you think about it this has been happening a lot, things have been off when it came to how you feel. That’s when it snapped. You text Y/BF/N, telling her to come to the bathroom as quick as she can. Within minutes she’s there. “Y/BF/N I haven’t had a period in almost 2 months.” The frantic look on your face must have giving away how scared you were. “Are you pregnant?” She asked with wide eyes. “We always use protection, except one time and that was like—— 2 months ago. Oh my god, I’m pregnant, I have to be pregnant that’s the only thing that makes sense.” You stammer. The feeling was back you could feel it coming up. You run to the nearest stall and throw up in the toilet.

Niall: Lately you’ve been getting these spells, when you feel light headed, and faint, almost like you want to throw up. When you brought that up in a conversation with your mother she told you, that it might have something to so with your iron. “Go get some blood work done, sweetheart. You could have anemia or something.” So here you are on a cold doctors bed, sitting atop some very loud white paper. The nurse in charge of blood work, was busily gathering vials. “Ok Y/N were only going to take a few vials,”. She fill them up and was on her way. You sat in the little room, reading over the dull and outdated magazines. Twenty minutes passed before the doctor came into the room and sat down. “Ok, so we got your blood work back, and your iron levels are perfect.” She scanned over the computer screen in front of her. “But then what are those spells all about?” You asked worried that something could be really wrong with you. She turned toward you, “Your blood work shows that your pregnant.” My heart sank, PREGNANT? “We can run it again if you want to, sometimes its an error.” She informed still looking at you. But your gaze fell to the floor, as you remembered the night. Backstage, before a concert, you didn’t use a condom. “No, that’s fine.” She left you alone in the room. “I’m pregnant?” You said aloud still stunned.

Louis: “I’m back,” your best friend yelled from the front door of your and Louis flat. He is at the studio now, so it the perfect time to do this. “I didn’t know which ones to get so I bought a bunch.” Y/BF/N said, dumping a massive pile of pregnancy tests onto the bathroom floor. You pulled down your underwear and sat on the toilet. “Hand them to me?” You asked, arm out in her direction. She sat against the wall, in front of the pile of boxes. Taking out three tests and handing them to you. I can’t be pregnant. Louis is so busy, his career is in full swing. This will only make things so much harder. Were always carful, we use condoms, I take the pill——. Shit, I forgot to take it. The few minutes waiting felt like hours. You and Y/BF/N sat on the edge of the tub. You cant help but tap your foot, nervous habit. The alarm on you phone went off. With a shaking hand you picked up the test. They confirmed your beliefs. “I’m pregnant,” you whispered staring down at the little pink plus.

Zayn: A couple years ago at a doctors visit, you were told that the was a very slim chance you would ever have children. Of course it was devastating, and both you and Zayn dealt with it. Having children right now wasn’t a good idea anyway, he is so busy, there is no time to raise a child. So you both decided when the time came you would adopt. However lately you have been getting some pregnancy like symptoms. Morning sickness, really moody, and having cramps. You explained this to the doctor. “How long has it been since your last period?” She asked her hands frozen on the keyboard, eyes trained on you. You count in your head, “It was a while back, um maybe 7 weeks ago.” She typed a bit then turned toward you. “Alright Y/N were going to do an ultrasound and see what’s going on in there. After you got to the room and laid down with your stomach exposed. She squeezed some cold jelly onto your stomach and rubbed it around with the sensor. You watched as she looked at the screen with a stoic face. She turned it toward you, “Well Y/N it looks like you are in fact pregnant. I would say around 4 weeks.” She smile punching a few buttons on the keyboard, than handing you a small picture of the ultra sound. She circled a small dot in the middle. “That’s a baby, that’s my baby. I’m pregnant.” You stammered looking at the back and white sonogram.