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Harry: You decided that it would be best to take the rest of the day off of work. You needed to go home and talk to Harry. He wasn’t supposed to be home for another hour or two, so you had time to think of a way to tell him. You couldn’t help but worry. “What if he gets mad? What happens if he leaves?” you mumbled to yourself quietly, looking at yourself in the mirror. “Am I beginning to show? I don’t even know how far along I am.” As you were examining your belly in the mirror you heard the door slam. “Babe, I’m home,” Harry called out. Poking your head out of the bathroom, you saw him on the couch scrolling through his phone. You walked over and stood next to him. “Harry, we really need to talk. It’s very important.” “Can this please wait till later, I’ve got other things to deal with that are far more important.” “Harry, I’m positive this is a lot more important than anything going on right now.” “That’s your problem! You think everything revolves around you! I’ve got to deal with stuff that needs to be dealt with. Your problems don’t come first all the time. Besides, whenever you have something important to tell me it never is important. It’s always some stupid shit I don’t care about.” You took a step back, shocked at what he just said. “Harry, I’m serious. We need to talk. This is going to change our lives.” “Yeah, just like everything else you had to tell me, but strangely my life still hasn’t been affected by you. I’ve got to take this call.” Before he could get up and leave the room you pulled the pregnancy test out of your back pocket, throwing it on him lap. “I’m sorry I’m such an arrogant bitch. I just thought you’d actually care.” Harry stared at you, wordless. He stood up, looking into your eyes. “You know I can’t have a baby right now. I’m going on tour in 3 months, I’ve got things going on, I’ll never be home. What about my image? I can’t have a kid now. I’m sorry.” “Harry Styles, this is not all my fault! It takes 2 people to make a baby. We made this mistake now we have to own up to it. The baby is coming no matter what you want.” “I’m sorry, but as long as your having that baby, I-I just can’t be with you.” He grabbed your hands, but you threw them away. He brushed past you, heading for the door. “Harry, no please don’t leave me. I can’t do this on my own! I need you..” “I’m sorry. I love you (Y/N). Never forget that.” Harry closed the door on his way out. You pounded and scratched against the door, hoping it would bring him back. You collapsed to the floor, curled up in a ball, wishing for everything to go back to normal.
Niall: It’s been 3 days since you heard anything about Niall. Liam came over, trying to comfort you. “I just don’t get it. Did I do something wrong? This isn’t my fault is it?” “No, no (Y/N) it’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m sure Niall just needed some time to let everything sink in. I mean it had to have been a huge surprise to him.” ‘Where is he Liam? We need to talk.” I promised him I wouldn’t say, but he’s been staying at Zayn’s.” Your chest felt empty, like Niall ripped your heart out and took it with him. The tears slowly rolled down your cheek. Liam pulled you in for a hug. Crying into is shoulder, you heard the door open. “Niall, is that you?” You quickly rushed over to see who it was, wiping the tears away. Standing in front of you was Niall, who looked terrible. “Niall, what happened to you?” You ran over to give him a hug, but he didn’t hug back. He gently pushed you away. “Look (Y/N), I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. You’re right. I do go out too much and get wasted almost every night and you can’t bring a baby into a home like that. But I’m also young, and it’s not going to be easy changing my lifestyle. Honestly I don’t want to change it at all. Maybe we could talk about our options. We can get rid of this problem before anyone knows about it.” “You’re a madman! I can’t believe you would even consider getting rid of our first child. I don’t even know who you are anymore.” You were hurt. The thought of getting rid of the little baby that shared your stomach made you sick. “Look, babe I’m just saying that right now we can’t have a kid. I’ve got too much going on and I couldn’t leave my pregnant girlfriend alone. It would just be better if we got rid of this problem.” “Do you think this is going to be easy for me? I have to carry the damn thing for 9 months. It’s not fair for me either but I’m going to push through because this baby deserves a chance. If you don’t want to be here for me I don’t care. I don’t need you to raise this baby.” You tried pushing past him to get to the door but he stopped you, pulling you tight against his chest. You tired pushing away but he was too strong. You broke down, letting everything come out as you pounded against his chest trying to break away. You couldn’t wake up from this nightmare.
Louis: You haven’t heard anything from Louis in over a week. You’ve been staying with you mom and sister. Your mom had been suggested that you and your sister drive over and get your belongings from your old flat. Since you haven’t been out since the incident, you agreed. Getting in the car, you directed your sister where to go. Pulling into the drive way of your old flat, you didn’t see Louis’ car so you assumed he wasn’t home. Luckily, you still had the key. Twisting the doorknob open, you dragged your sister upstairs. “Okay, just grab anything of mine and put it in the suitcase. I want to get out of here soon.” Your sister worked on getting everything out of the bedroom as you worked on the bathroom and living room. “Hey, (Y/N) I’ve got everything I could find. You ready to leave?” “Yeah just come down, I’ll be waiting.” She stumbled down the stairs with the suitcases. You headed towards the door, leaving your key on the table. Just as you were about to walk out the door you saw Louis’ car pull in the drive way. You scrambled to get out of sight but it was no use, Louis had already spotted you. He quickly came up to the door, shuffling around your belongings. “(Y/N), we need to talk about what happened. You understand why I freaked out so much right?” “Leave her alone asshole, I think you’ve done enough.” Louis and your sister argued until you stepped in. “Then lets talk. Lets talk about how you mocked my pregnancy, let me storm out without knowing where I was going, and how you didn’t even try to call me for a god damn week. You wanna talk about how I should understand that?” “It was a difficult situation. I’m sorry. You know I can’t have a kid right now. Management would kill me if they knew. It would change my entire life and ruin my career.” “You’re worried about your career? Funny, I thought you’d be worried about how the hell i’m going to squeeze this 8 pound baby out of me! You’re so inconsiderate. This isn’t all my fault, you need to take responsibility and be a man! Goodbye Louis, hope you have a nice life.” You brushed passed Louis, grabbing a small bag and headed towards your sisters car. You sister followed behind grabbing the last two bags. “Don’t ever hurt my sister again.”
Liam: You woke up confused about everything that happened. It seemed like a bad dream. You grabbed your phone off the coffee table, turning it on. “Hey girly, It’s good to see you awake.” Your friend walked in the room. “How about we go shopping today? Maybe get your mind off of everything.” “I don’t know. I just want to sleep. I’m really sorry (Y/F/N).” “You should call him back. He’s probably just scared. I’m mean for god sake the boy does nothing but worship you at your feet. He’s a good kid, just give him a chance.” “I just need time.” She nodded her head and walked out of the room, leaving you to be alone. You grabbed your phone to see if you had any new messages but to your surprise you had 15 missed calls, 13 voice mails, and 38 text messages all from Liam. You decided to listen to the voice mails. “Hey, babe I’m sorry I freaked out at you. It was just a surprise I mean, it’s a lot to take in. Call me back so we can talk about what we’re going to do about this.” “What does he mean what we’re going to do about this?” you mumbled quietly to yourself. You skipped over to the next message. “God dammit (Y/N) why the hell are you ignoring me. We can’t have a baby. Not now. Everything is finally perfect in my life and a baby is just going to mess everything up. We need to talk about our options. Call me back.” Your heart sunk lower than before. You didn’t know if you should be frustrated or sad. “Hey (Y/F/N), I changed my mind. I want to go out.” “Great! We’ll stop and get a quick lunch before shopping!” She let you borrow some jeans and an over-sized sweater. You slipped your shoes on and headed out the door to her car. She took you to a little cafe close to the city. The two of you got a small table outside. “Okay (Y/N), don’t freak out. I invited Liam here so you two could talk about things.” “YOU DID WHAT? No, no, no I can’t talk to him right now. You don’t even understand. He, he doesn’t even want the baby.” Tears flooded your eyes. You felt a familiar hand resting on your shoulders. “It’s not that I don’t want the baby, I just can’t afford to risk my career. I’m leaving for tour in a month. There’s no way I can fit a baby into the picture.” “Do you think I can fit a baby in me? You’re not the one who has to carry this damn thing for 9 months having mood swings, and weird cravings, and gaining weight, and painful cramps, and not being able to fit in any of your clothes. Now I have to worry about my child being fatherless. Thank you Liam.” “No babe, it’s not like that.” “Oh really? Dammit Liam I thought that out of anyone in the whole world you’d be the one to understand. I guess I was wrong. You stood up, storming away from the table, leaving your friend and soon to be ex boyfriend confused. You were alone in the world. You had no one else, but the little baby sharing your tummy with you.
Zayn: After what happened Harry let you stay the night. “I’m so sorry (Y/N). I didn’t think things would escalate like that! I was just trying to help but I ruined everything.” “No Harry, it’s my fault. I should’ve told Zayn right away. But thank you for letting me stay here for tonight. I don’t think I could have got home tonight.” “Just get some sleep, okay? When you wake up you’ll feel a lot better.” Harry walked out of the guest bedroom and turned the light off. You tried to forget everything that happened, but you were worried about Zayn. No one knew where he went. He could be hurt. You tried calling him but it went straight to voice mail. You found it difficult to fall asleep. Your mind was flooded with flashbacks of what had happen a couple of hours ago. You tried hard not to think about it but it was no use, the harder you tried the more you felt the tears start to stream down you cheeks. You finally managed to fall asleep, only to be waken up by Harry a couple hours later. “WAKE UP BEAUTIFUL! It’s a new day!” “Harry, leave me alone I just want to sleep.” “(Y/N), if you don’t get out of bed I will drag you out.” “I dare yo-NO HARRY STOP!” You landed hard on the ground. “Ow, Harry. You’re a jerk!” He gave you a cheeky smile, helping you off the ground. “I’ve got to get ready for a lunch date with my mom so if you need me I’ll be up in my room.” Alright, thanks again Harry. You’re a good friend.” He gave you a small peck on the cheek and hurried up to his room. You had made yourself a hot cup of tea, still trying to forget yesterday. You sat down at the kitchen table, flipping through an old magazine when suddenly, there was a knock at the door. “Harry, are you expecting anyone?” “No it must be the mailman. Could you get that for me?” You set down your tea and closed your magazine walking over to the door. You didn’t check to see who it was first, frankly you didn’t care. You opened the door only to be greeted by a tall dark figure. “Zayn, what happened to you? Where did you go? What happened to your hand?” “I,uh punched the wall last night, remember. Look I’m sorry I stormed off but I needed time to think. I can’t have a baby. I’m way too young right now. We’ve got a tour coming up in a couple months. It just won’t work.” “What are you saying? This baby is here. I’m sorry, but there’s no way that I’m getting rid of this baby.” The tears burned your cheeks. Zayn tried to pull you in for a hug but you escaped his arms, rushing out the door. You didn’t know where you were going to go, you just knew you couldn’t be there.
*So the first one was probably better but whatever. There’s going to be a part 3 so don’t worry!:) I hope these make sense. I didn’t read through them cause I’m sorta in a rush! Part 1 is posted at the top for the people who didn’t get to read it! Sorry about it getting deleted last night</3* -Danielle:)