Preference: You Tell Him You're Pregnant.
Zayn: You were getting nervous to tell Zayn that you were pregnant. His reaction could go either way, and you were getting it stuck in your head that he was going to leave you. Would he do that to someone? No, he couldn't. He loves you too much, right? You shook your head from your thoughts as you saw Zayn walking towards you, hanging an arm around your shoulder. "Hey, babe. How are you?" he asked, kissing your temple. You smiled lightly at him, your throat already feeling dry. "I'm fine. Just feeling a bit tired." you answered. Zayn looked at you, raising an eyebrow. "Do you wanna take a nap or something, (Y/N)?" he asks you. You shake your head. "There's something I have to tell you, Zayn." you whisper, so low that it was barely audible to yourself. He turns on the couch so that he's facing you entirely, taking your hands into his as he laces your fingers together. "What is it, love?" he asks you, and you can tell by the tone of his voice that he's nervous. "You and I.. we uh.." you but your lip, trying hard not to vomit, "we're gonna be parents, Zayn. I'm pregnant." you mumbled to him. He pulled away from you, his hands falling limp in your own. You were sure that he was going to break up with you. "That's great!" he yelled, hugging you lightly. "How far along are you, because you aren't showing?" he asked you, smiling. You raised an eyebrow, surprised at his reaction. "So, you're okay with this?" you clarified. "Okay with it? I'm in love with it! I'm gonna be a dad! How cool is that? I can't wait to tell the boys!" he raved on and on the rest of the day.
Harry: The two of you were cuddling together on your bed, staring up at your ceiling talking about anything and everything. You even got into a game, and it was kind of a weird one. The game was one where Harry had to say a word, and you had to say a sentence that ended with that word. So far, he'd only come up with cute sayings. Like, you had to say, "I love you, sexy." one time, although Harry was hoping for something else when he offered the word. Now, you were playing a confession game. Each time Harry confessed something, you had to confess something else, but it had to involve the same thing. "Okay.. I wasn't a virgin when we met." Harry says, playing with your fingers. Your heart starts pounding rapidly. "I was a virgin when we met." you answer back, your mind taking you places you never wanted to go. You couldn't help but picture Harry with another girl. The thought made you shudder. "The first time I ever had sex with a girl, I thought I got her pregnant." he confesses, laughing at his own stupidity. He had told you that story before, and you were confused as to why he was on the subject of sex. "What's up with all the sex confessions, Harry?" you ask him, pulling away and staring at him. Harry just shrugs his shoulders, looking at you with a hint of hurt in his eyes. "I really don't know, (Y/N)." he whispers. "I'm sorry, I snapped. Uh.. well, you were my first time, and we haven't had any pregnancy scares yet." you giggled, but that was a complete lie. You were pregnant, but you hadn't told Harry yet. You knew his reaction would be bad, so you started to question if you even should tell him. "That's true." he smiles. "Harry?" you ask him, deciding to tell him. "Yeah, love?" he asks, putting one hand behind his head as he wrapped the other one around your waist. "What if I got pregnant?" you asked. He opened his eyes. "I don't know. You'd be pregnant. Why?" he answers back. "You're going to be a dad, Harry." you mumble. "I am?" "Yes. You are." you tell him, finally glad to get that weight off of your chest. "(Y/N)... we're just teenagers. We aren't ready for a kid." Harry says to you, breaking your heart. "What do we do, then?" you ask through tears. Harry holds you close. "I'll help you raise the baby, of course." he whispers, kissing your forehead.
Niall: He had come over to your flat to spend a night alone together. You were tired of always having to go on double dates with the boys. Although you loved it, it just made you feel like you and Niall would never get any.. 'you' time. But on your last night alone together, you made sure it was a night to remember! You felt a blush creep upon your cheeks as you remembered the events of your last night alone together. "Babe? What's so.. hot?" he aked, laughing as he braided your hair. You thought it was weird that a boy enjoyed braiding your hair as much as Niall did, but you were okay with it, because it felt good. "Nothing. Just.. memories." you put a hand on his knee, squeezing lightly. Chills went down your spine as you felt Niall's soft lips on the back of your neck. "Oh, memories, huh?" he whispers seductively as he wraps his arms around your torso, pulling you into his lap to kiss you fully. You were enjoying your kissing session, because you'd missed Niall so much from his constant working and touring. "Niall.." you groaned onto his lips, trying to stop him from going any farther, but he wouldn't listen. His hands started trailing up your shirt, but you pulled his arms away from you, sitting up straight. Niall gave you a look of confusion and hurt, a look that you couldn't stand to see on him, but you couldn't help it! If he knew that you were pregnant, maybe he would understand. You took a deep breath. "Niall, we can't have sex for a while.." you whispered. He inched closer to you, kissing your cheek. "Why? Are you breaking up with me?" he asks you. You shake your head, putting a hand on his chest. "No, never! But.. I'm.. well.. I'm pregnant." you spat out quickly. It took a minute for Niall to respond, but when he did, you gasped as his hand unclapsed your bra. "I heard it keeps the baby healthy." he winks, kissing you again.
Louis: "Lou, stop! You're killing me!" you held your sides, laughing as hard as you could at your boyfriend, who had just so happily decided to try on some of your dresses, skirts, jeans and shorts. He was wearing a pair of your booty shorts at the moment, trying to do a sexy 'butt dance' for you, but he was failing miserably. "I just don't see why it looks okay when you do it, but when I try it, I look like a confused weirdo!" he yells, turning around to face you on the couch. You had to take a minute to catch your breath before you stood up, grabbing his hand and lacing your fingers together. "For one, you're using your legs way too much." you laughed again, as Louis sighed frustratedly. "What are you supposed to use, then?" he yells out, sitting on the couch. "How about your hips?" you asked, as if it were obvious. Louis makes a confused face, as he stands up and tries it again, this time it looked a little bit better, but you were still in a heap of laughter. "Louis, you're killing us!" you yelled out. He stopped for a second, turning to you. "Us?" he asked, repeating you. Your heart stopped as you sat up in your place on the couch. You hadn't told Louis that you were pregnant yet, and you were very nervous at what he was going to say once you did tell him. "Yeah, us. About that.. Louis," you took a deep breath, trying to think of a way to tell him that wasn't too plain. "you're going to be a dad. I'm pregnant." you spat out. He smirked at you, putting a hand on your stomach that wasn't showing yet. "I bet they'll be beautiful, just like their mother." he kissed you, then your stomach.
Liam: "Is Andy a cute name?" you asked your boyfriend, laying in his arms on your couch watching Toy Story. Liam shrugged his shoulders, burying his head in the crook of your neck. "It's okay, yeah. I mean it is in the movie!" he laughs with you, while you keep your eyes on the screen. You smiled, your hand traveling it's way down to your stomach as you rubbed small circles. "Do you have a stomach ache? Want me to get you anything?" Liam asked you, as he lifted his head up and tried to move you so he could stand up. You made him lay back down. "No, no! Not at all. I just.. had a little.. itch." you embarrassingly lied to him, turning your attention back to the television. "Oh! Look! There's Jessie!" he yelled, pointing to the redheaded doll. You giggled at his excitedness. "Do you like the name Jessie, too?" you asked him. He eyed you suspiciously. "Why are you asking about names so much?" he asked you, holding you a bit tighter. You shrugged your shoulders, rubbing your belly again. "I mean, I just think that if we start a family one day, I want names that you and I both like." you mumbled. He blushed at that thought, but if he was blushing now, he would be beat red when he found out that you actually were pregnant! "Liam?" "Yes, (Y/N)?" he asked you, playing with your fingers lightly again. "What if I told you I was pregnant?" you asked him. He shrugged, kissing your temple. "Um, I guess I'd just have to man up and be a daddy, wouldn't I?" he smirked. "Liam?" "Yes?" "I'm pregnant." he just smiled, pulling you closer, planting a kiss on your lips.