Harry: You sat in your bedroom scared to tell him. You were four days late and you had never been late in your life. Harry was on his way over. You weren't ready for a baby and neither was he. The boys were as big as they'd ever been and there was no time to raise a baby. You heard the front door open and he rushed upstairs yelling your name. He came up and stopped in the doorway when he saw you sitting on the bed. "I think I'm pregnant." You blurt. "Are you sure?" "I haven't taken a test or anything, I'm late four days. I'm scared, Harry." You said quickly. You jumped up and ran into his arms. He went out and got a test and you both were happy when it was negative.
Louis: You weren't feeling very good and Louis was trying to make you feel better. You two were sitting in the boys dressing room and Harry was making fun of you. "Harry stop!" You snapped. "Oh, jeez you are acting like a pregnant woman." He joked walking off. "Oh my God" you said looking at Louis. "That's funny." Louis said. "I'm not joking Lou..." You said seriously. "ON IN FIVE BOYS!" They headed out to the stage and you secretly snuck out and bought a pregnancy test and you surprised Louis with a negative test when the concert was done.
Niall: You were curled up in a ball in your bed crying. He came in and hugged you, "Princess, what's wrong?" He asked. You held up a positive pregnancy test. "I'm pregnant, Niall." You sobbed. "Oh, no, no, no, no. Are you sure? Did you take another one? Make sure it wasn't just a fluke test?" He said. You shook your head no. "Go take a couple more." He suggested. You took two more and both were negative. You two were relieved. "I didn't mean that I don't want kids with you Princess," He said hugging you, "I just don't think we could handle little Niall Jr's right now." He finished. You pulled back from the hug, "And who said his name would be Niall Jr?" You laughed and he kissed you.
Liam: You were making dinner and you heard Liam clear his throat you turned around and your stomach sank. "What the hell is this?" He asked angrily as he held the pregnancy test box up. "Liam, I swear I was going to tell you..." "You're pregnant? And you didn't tell me!" He yelled. He started ranting about everything and you let him get all his frustration out before you said anything. "Liam! I'm not pregnant, babe." You said grabbing his face in your hands and kissing his soft lips. "You're not?" "No" You laughed. "I was just a few days late, and I thought I'd see, but I'm not." "Thank God." He said hugging you around your waist. "We just weren't ready" He whispered into your neck.
Zayn: You two both knew that it was possible. You had unprotected sex a lot. You both were too scared to go out and buy tests. You were scared of the truth. You weren't feeling well and when you told Zayn he jumped to the conclusion that you were pregnant and you then realized you were late. You two were laying down in bed one night when you drifted off to sleep. You had a dream that you were pregnant but you weren't woken up out of fear, you woke up because Zayn was shaking you. "Babe, wake up." You heard him. "I think you started your period." He said. You sat up and noticed blood on your pants and on your blue sheets. "Shit." You ran to the bathroom and cleaned yourself up and walked back in to see Zayn changing the sheets. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yeah, I'm just happy I'm not pregnant." "No, offense," He said fixing the sheets, "I am too."