One Direction imagine/preferences #wattys2016

He notices your pregnancy symptoms *Niall*

Niall comes into the kitchen to find you elbow-deep in chicken wings. "Whoa, slow down there, tiger," he teases you. "Shut up. It's not my fault I'm so hungry all the time lately." "It's half your fault," Niall corrects you. You wipe your face on a napkin. "No. Don't forget, I'm carrying your child. The thing clearly already eats like a machine, just like its daddy. Therefore, it's all your fault." Niall laughs at your logic. "How 'bout I fix you a big ole ice cream sundae for dessert, yeah?" Your eyes light up at the idea. "That would be great!" Niall laughs again. "At this rate, between the two of us...well, three of us I guess now...we're gonna eat everything we have in the house by Tuesday." You nod in agreement. "Got that right. By the time this baby's born, we're gonna owe payments on grocery bills," you joke as Niall pulls out the ice cream and hot fudge