Niall: The day Niall left was the day you found out that you were pregnant. You didn’t even tell Niall. You didn’t think he deserved to know. It was now a year later and Liam was 3 months old. You were at the grocery store when you saw Niall in the same aisle. You wanted to leave but you needed to get more baby stuff. Niall must have seen you reaching up to the top shelf because he came to help. He grabbed the package of diapers off the top shelf ad placed them in your cart. “Hello (Y/N).” “Hi Niall.” Niall looked at Liam and said, “Did you get married?” You looked at the floor and said, “Nope.” “Who’s the father?” You looked up at him.”An asshole.” Liam looked just like Niall you don’t understand how he couldn’t see it. Niall looked at Liam again and it seemed to click. “Is-Is he mine?” he stuttered. You nodded. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he whispered still looking at Liam. “You left. That’s why.” you spat. “(Y/N) you got to believe me, I thought I was doing you a favour. I thought that by leaving you’d be able to find someone who would always be around for you.” “Niall no one would ever be as good for me as you were. You broke my heart.” “I’m sorry Princess. I didn’t want that to happen. Please can we try and be a family?” He looked so sincere and you really wanted to try and be a family. “Finish shopping and come to my place.” You gave him your adress and continued to shop.
Zayn: As soon as you told Zayn you were pregnant he left. He didn’t take anything, but his jacket and his wallet. After a few days you doubted he was ever coming back. Your best friend helped you through the whole thing. Alice was now two and was happy like any two year old would be. One night you were eating dinner when you got a call. You got up and answered it. “(Y/N)?” The voice said. “Hello, who is this?” you replied. You heard the person on the other end take a sharp breath. “It’s me, Zayn.” After two years he had finally called you. You didn’t say anything so Zayn did. “How’s the baby?” He asked not knowing the gender. “She is fine. Considering she spent the first two years of her life without a dad.” “List, (Y/N) I was scared.” You walked into the other room. “How the hell did you think I felt! I was the one who was actually pregnant! I had to deal with it all on my own Zayn! You left when I needed you most.” You heard him sigh. “I’m sorry. I wish I could make it up, but I can’t I screwed up. Please at let me come meet her. She’s my daughter too.” As much as you wanted to deny that he was her father he was right. “Her birthday’s this saturday. Why don’t you come down.” “Thank you so much, (Y/N). What should I get her?” You smiled slightly. “Anything pink and sparkly.” “Are you being sarcastic or does she really like that?” You laughed. “I’m being serious Zayn. You should see her clothes and her room.” He laughed slightly and said, “Alright. See you Saturday.”“See you Zayn,” you said hanging up.
Liam: “I’m pregnant” you whispered to Liam. Liam’s face immediately paled and said, “No, (Y/N). That’s not possible.” You felt yourself getting a little annoyed. “How isn’t it possible? You should have thought about that before you stuck your dick in me.” Liam collapsed on the couch and rubbed his hand over his face. “Gosh this can not be happening.” “Well it is Liam so deal with it.” You were getting angrier and angrier every time he denied it. “Liam if you don’t want this baby or this is too hard for you to comprehend, leave.” you said without really thinking. Liam looked up at you shocked. “Maybe I will,” he said, getting up and going to your room. You sat down on the couch and minutes later Liam came down with a bag. Without even looking at you he walked out the door. As soon as the door slammed you felt tears prick your eyes. You should have just kept your mouth shut and let him get over it. You went upstairs and pulled on one of his sweatshirt and went to bed. You didn’t go to work for the next few days. You stayed curled up in bed thinking of how you were going to do this on your own. You finally fell asleep, but was woken up hours later by someone pushing your hair out of your face. You blinked your eyes and saw Liam sitting on one side of the bed. “I’m sorry I left. This is my responsibility too.” You felt tears well up in your eyes. You sat up and hugged Liam. “I’ll be here with you every step of the way (Y/N).” You hugged him tighter and tears soaked his shirt. You’d be starting a family a little earlier than you planned, but you’d have a family none the less.
Harry: You pulled your shirt up slightly and rested your hand on the barely there baby bump. You looked at yourself in the mirror and sighed. You needed to tell Harry before he found out from someone else. “Harry, I’m pregnant.” you said to the mirror. “I’m pregnant, Harry.” you tried this out all different ways and tones, but none of it seemed right. “We’re having a baby!” you said cheerfully. You didn’t realize that Harry was in the doorway. “What?” he said, his jaw dropping. You turned around and pulled your shirt down. It was too late. Harry had seen the baby bump and heard you. “Harry I wanted to tell you sooner,” you said. You could almost hear the desperation in your voice. You didn’t want him to leave. “Well you didn’t (Y/N).” His shoulders tensed and his green eyes flashed with anger. You could tell he wasn’t angry at the fact that you didn’t tell him, he was angry at the fact that you were pregnant. “Harry, I can’t help it.” “Are you saying this is my fault.” he shot back. “Well partly, yeah.” you replied. “This is ridiculous he said stomping off. “Harry wait,” you said chasing after him. He was already out the door by the time you reached the top of the stairs. You spent all nine months with believe it or not Anne. When you called her and told her about Harry she drove down and stayed at your house. She was completely disappointed in her son’s behavior and this is the only way she could think of to make it up to you. You were 8 months pregnant and you started to get contractions. Your water broke and you called for Anne. Unfortunately she was out. The only person you could think of to call was Harry. When he heard the pain in your voice he drove right over. He took you to the hospital and held your hand the entire time. Once you had your baby in your arms he couldn’t stop apologizing. You gave him another chance and he didn’t leave you ever again.
Louis: You were planning to tell Louis that you were pregnant today. You got a call on your cell from the doctors office confirming it. You parked your car in the drive way and went inside. “Louis!” you called. He didn’t answer. You walked into the kitchen and saw a note on the table. You picked it up and read it. Dear (Y/N), Thanks for telling me about the baby. I hope your happy with him. I decided to leave so you wouldn’t have to sneak around behind my back. How could Louis think it was someone else’s baby? You didn’t know what hurt you more. The fact that he accused you of cheating or the fact that he left without even talking about it. You told your mum about what happened and her and your dad were very supportive of you throughout the pregnancy. You stilled talked to Louis’s family and they loved you and the baby. Today was Lacey’s ninth birthday and they were over celebrating along with your family. You heard a knock on the door so you went to answer it. Louis was on the other side of the door when you opened it. You tried to close it but he wouldn’t let you. “I’m sorry,” was all he said. “I’m sorry,” you shouted. “You’ve been gone for almost ten years and that’s all you have to say!” Louis hung his head. “My mum explained it to me and I came over hear as fast as I could.” He held up a terribly wrapped present. “For Lacey.” “You expect me to let you just come back into my daughter’s life like that. No way.” “Our daughter.” he corrected. Something about the way he said that made your heart break slightly and you realized that it wouldn’t be fair to Lacey if you let her live without a dad anymore. You frowned and caved. “I’m not letting you back in all at once Louis Tomlinson. Little by little.” You lead Louis over to Lacey and introduced him. Lacey had a little hostility towards him even though she was only nine years old. Over time she warmed up to him. After months and months of visiting Lacey called him daddy and all three of you knew he was there to stay.
(A/N: Sorry it sucked.)