You have a miscarriage and you tell your BFF in the band, but the father doesn't find out until he notices your stomach getting smaller

Niall: "Thanks again Zayn, for taking me to the doctor." You said, sitting in the waiting room. You had just began your second trimester, going in for your daily check-up. "It's no problem (YN). I'm happy to experience this with you while Niall's gone." You smiled as the nurse called your name. Zayn followed you into the small room as you laid out on the long chair. You pulled up your shirt, revealing your slightly raised stomach. The doctor started to do the usual check up until he stopped, walking out of the room, appearing with another doctor. Zayn held your hand as they told you that you had suffered from a tragic miscarriage. Your heart felt like it stopped, tears rushing down your cheeks. Zayn continued to hold your hand leading you out to your car. You broke down into ugly sobs, once you reached the car. "(YN), I'm so sorry..." Zayn said, holding you against his chest, allowing you to cry on him. "Please don't tell Niall..." You sobbed. He didn't ask why, just nodding. It was early enough, that the doctor told you, you could pass it. You hated that way, but you listened to them anyways. It had been two weeks since the incident and Niall just got home. You still hadn't told him because you preferred to tell him in person. "(YN)! How have you been? Feeling okay?" You felt tears collecting in your eyes, "What happened?" Niall said slowly, looking at your nearly flat stomach. He knew. You could tell by the way his face dropped by looking at your belly. "We lost the baby, Niall." You cried. You saw tears in his eyes as he pulled you into a hug, "We'll get through this..."

Liam: You were so excited that you were finally showing. You wore maternity shirts, showing off your little bump. That was all in the past, now you sat on the toilet, sobbing over what could have been. You called the doctor but they immediately knew what happened. You couldn't stop the bleeding, so you called for an ambulance and just waited. The pain was intolerable as you first thought you were in labor, but when you looked down, you knew. They helped you into the ambulance, asking a bunch of questions. "Is there anyone you want to call?" You didn't want to call your husband, Liam because he was visiting his family and it would destroy his trip. You instead called your best friend Harry, who happened to be in town. He was there in less that 5 minutes by your side. "I'm so sorry (YN)." He said quietly. "Just don't talk about it." You said in a raspy voice, too sad to cry. "Ok, just get some rest." Harry said walking out. Somehow the rumor got out about you being in the hospital, which sent Liam back to you very fast. "Oh my God, babe I should have been here ear-" He stopped as you sat up seeing your flat stomach. He teared up, "Did we-" "Yes." You interrupted. "I-I" He stuttered. He stopped, taking your hand, giving it a soft kiss.

Zayn: You were 8 months pregnant with yours and Zayn's first child. Zayn had to leave town in a hurry so he had Louis keep you company, considering you were to big to do anything. "Do you need anything? Water? Food?" "I'm fine, just help me up." You laughed. He pulled you up as you walked to the bathroom. You noticed blood, hands shaking. You walked out, shaking all over. "Louis, I need to go to the hospital." "Are we having the baby?" He asked excitedly. "I-I saw blood, lots of it." He ran, grabbing his car keys, helping you into the car. He gripped the steering wheel really tight, looking like he had seen a ghost. You felt a rush of pain, squeezing your eyes tight. "Just breathe, we're almost there." Louis said pulling in. Soon after you arrived, the doctor told you, you had a miscarriage . You broke down after they told you, you needed surgery right away. Zayn came in soon after your surgery. He pulled the sheet back seeing your stitched up stomach. "I'm so sorry (YN), I shouldn't have left your side..." You started to cry, him holding your head in his chest as you cried.

Harry: You sat on the couch with Niall watching a soccer game. Niall always came over on game days, but Harry wasn't here to share it, being away with his family. "Look at you! Your getting so huge!" "Shut up." You laughed. You felt a huge wave of pain hitting you. "Hey, I'll be right back." You said running upstairs. You laid down, hoping the pain would go away. It worsened as your body began involuntarily pushing. You ran to the bathroom, feeling blood rush down your legs. You starting crying, fully aware it was a miscarriage. You stood up, seeing what you guessed to be an umbilical cord. More blood kept coming, covering the floor. There was a soft knock at the door, "(YN), are you okay?" Niall asked through the door. "No, call the ambulance Niall, I had a miscarriage." You sobbed, trying to stop the blood. You unlocked the door as the paramedics rushed in helping you out. Niall was waiting with tears in his eyes, gasping at the amount of blood on the floor. Harry later showed up at the hospital, looking worried. "(YN), what happened? Niall called me but told me to talk to you. Please tell me what's going on." He stopped, looking down at your stomach and the tears down your cheek. "Is the baby gone?" He choked out. You nodded, sobbing into his arm.

Louis: You went to the hospital for the normal routine, not expecting them to tell you that you had lost the baby. You barely had a bump and now the baby was gone. You broke down calling your best friend, Liam. "Hello?" "Liam, I lost the b-baby." You sobbed. "W-what? I'll be there in 10 minutes." He said, hanging up. He ran into your room, minutes later, looking scared. "Please tell me what's going on." He said taking a seat next to you. "I came in earlier today, for my regular appointment, but they t-told me that the baby d-didn't make it. I just got out of surgery, you said showing him your scar. "You have to call Louis." "We just got into a fight yesterday... It's all my fault." "That's bullshit (YN), here." Liam said handing you his cell phone. Louis came in no time. "What is happening?" He said running to your side. You were still crying, pulling up the gown, revealing the scar. Louis started to cry, which is something you had never seen before. "It's all my fault." Louis said. "I'm so sorry (YN), I shouldn't have left last night. I took it too far..." He cried. "Just forget it, it doesn't matter anymore..." You said. He ran to your side, "I promise, I'll never leave your side ever again.