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Liam:

Karen and Liam have been so helpful over the past couple of days you have been sick. You were grateful that they wanted to help you because you were just one big hormonal mess and Liam coped ever-single bit of it.

All Liam and you have been doing is lazing around his parent's house cuddling in bed or on the couch watching movies. So you were getting a little board now that you feeling a little better.

"I'm bored," you tell Liam as you whine for what felt like the hundredth time.

"I know you have told me a 1000 times but you heard what the doctor said. You need rest and plenty of it. I don't need you getting sicker then you already are"

"I know! I just really feel fine today. I don't' feel as sick as I was a couple days ago." You whine again. All you wanted to do was go out and do something but Liam wasn't budging. He was also trying to get you to take your medication but you just hated it and your hormones today were acting crazy. All you wanted to do was argue and yell at him. You were in the biggest whiny mood ever and Liam was the one who coped it all.

"Babe you still have to take your medication," Liam pleaded as he handed you the large pills. You shook your head and pouted like a child.

"Liam there disgusting and like I said I'm fine and I really don't feel sick anymore! Lets just go out and do something today." You complained, crossing your arms.

"You're going to take them for me because I know your not feeling 100% better and I pretty sure you still have a slight fever. The doctor said you needed to finish the whole prescription so you and the baby are back to being healthy again. I'm not letting you out of bed either" He said as he tried to shove the pills into your hand.

"Liam," you said, shooting him a glare.

"Y/N," he retorted. You sighed, your lips dropping into a pout. Liam sighed as well, running his hands through his hair.

"How about I make you a cup of tea and you drink them with that and then we cuddle?" He said tiredly not really up for doing anything.

Your eyes brightened and you nodded, a smile tugging at your lips. You could tell he was exhausted so you agreed to stay in bed.

Liam sighed again and pushed himself off the bed where you were laying.

"I didn't sign up for this," he muttered as he strolled into the kitchen. "I heard that and for record you signed up for this the minute you shoved your penis up my vagina!" You yelled after him. Lucky it was only Liam and you in the house. A few minutes later, Liam came back with the pills in one hand and a cup of tea in the other hand. You frowned up at him and quickly threw the pills in your mouth and swallowed.

"Gross," you muttered, setting the cup of tea on your nightstand.

"They don't have a taste!" Liam said, throwing his hands up in the air.

"Still disgusting," you giggled, poking your tongue out at him. Liam rolled his eyes and chuckled at your childlike behavior as he got back into bed.

"My wife is going to be the deaf of me," he murmured not meaning for you to here as he pressed light kisses to your forehead. You frowned quickly moving away from him.

"Baby I didn't mean that." He apologized scooting closer to you kissing your forehead as you snuggled close to him. Your hormones were driving you crazy as well.

Louis:

"Mr Tomlinson?" The doctor said as he called Louis to follow him to your room.

"Yes, can I see Y/N? Is she ok? What about the babies?" Louis asked worriedly. He was just eager to know if you and his babies were ok.

"She is fine but still unconscious. She has a concussion, a broken arm and a few broken ribs plus a few bruises. We have done an ultrasound and the twins are fine. They must be pretty strong because if she had fallen any harder I don't think we would be this lucky. You can go see her but remember she probably won't wake up for a while. Just give her time to heal and rest."

Louis was just over the moon that nothing seriously was wrong with you or the twins.

As he walked into your room, he sat on a chair next to your bed. He planted a kiss on your forehead before sitting down. He held your hand and kissed it. He was still beating himself up for rushing you. He continuously apologized for rushing you over and over again. He couldn't help but cry, knowing he could have killed you and the twins. He could of lost his world.

"Babe, I don't really know if you can hear me, but I'm so so so sorry that I rushed you, I am honestly so sorry. I never meant for you to actually fall. I never in a million years imagined I would be sitting her watching the love of my life unconscious. You were suppose to be watching me perform with boys as I look over at you smiling and dancing throughout the concert but instead I'm sitting her waiting for you to wake up because I rushed you making you fall down the stairs. I'm sorry and I love you so much, please stay strong for me and the twins.

5 hours later and you still hadn't woken up. Louis hated hospitals; he hated being here and hated the fact that he thought you were here because of him.

He hasn't left your side since the accident and he wouldn't allow himself to leave, as you needed him. He just sat there looking at you like you would break. Squeezing your hand every so often. He squeezed your hand again but this time you squeezed back. His head turned up and looked at you. His face lite up as he smiled.

"Y/N"

"Louis"

You were finally awake and now you could work on getting back to being 100% healthy. After the nurse asked you a few questions Louis and you were on your way home. You were given some medication for the pain and needed to be on bed rest for the next week.

Zayn:

You were supposed to be on bed rest for another five days but you were dying of boredom.

You absentmindedly flipped through the channels, trying to find something good to watch on the TV. Since you incident with the fans Zayn has had you confined to your bedroom.

You sighed as you stared up at the roof. "Bed rest sucks," you murmured as you tried to sit up in bed wincing at your bruised ribs.

"Babe, what are you doing?" Zayn asked, his eyebrows raised at you in half amusement half worry.

"Hopping up. What does it look like?" You snapped sarcastically back.

"You're going to hurt you ribs more if you get out that bed and you know what the doctor said. You have to be on bed rest for at least 7 days," Zayn pointed out.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes. "I know I'm just sick of bad day time TV." You growled as you hopped up in bed with help from Zayn.

"I didn't want help!" You protested, trying to wiggle out of his grip. Zayn chuckled and bent his head to lightly brush his lips over yours as he hopped into bed next to you.

"But I wanted to help you," he said, as he pulled you close to him being carful of your sore ribs. You sighed not really in the mood to cuddle.

"Well, I'm not in the mood to cuddle or watch TV anymore. I just want to do something argh" you were just getting more and more frustrated

"Then you shouldn't have bruised your rib!"

"It was your fault!" You whined loudly kicking him gently in the leg. And it wasn't really his fault but they're his fans.

He told you he wouldn't let go of you when you tried to move through the crowd of fans but he did. Thus you bruised rib and black eye and several other bruises.

"Sorry, love." He says as he kisses your cheek lightly being carful of your bruised check and eye.

You roll your eyes and pull your face from the crook of his neck.

"No I'm sorry it wasn't your fault it was your fans." You sighed irritated that every time you go out with Zayn you get mobbed. You really just wanted to be able to go out with your boyfriend without being mobbed or attacked by fans.

Harry(His POV):

I had just arrived back in London with the boys and Y/N still wasn't here to pick me up from the airport. She promised she'd be here on time like she always was. I've tried calling here 100 times but I got nothing.

Why is it taking so long? She's never late.

Paul had been on the phone for a while and I knew he really just wanted to get home to see his family too. So I decided I would take a cab home.

As I was about to call a cab Paul pulled me aside to talk. I raised my eyebrows at him. He looked really distraught. "What's going on? Are you alright?" I questioned. "Its about Y/N she's...she's been taken to the hospital..." he said. My stomach dropped. "Hospital! What H-Happened??" I asked frantically trying to process what he just told me. "She got in a car accident...look I know you need to go, so I've organised a car for you at the back entrance of the airport " I nodded and with that I started running to the car that was waiting for me out back like Paul said, the driver already knew where I had to go, I could tell by his depressed expression. Paul new I would be in no state to drive to the hospital myself. "Please drive as fast as you possible can," I told him as I throw my bags across the car and got in closing the door shut. He nodded and sped away from the Airport as fast as he could with all the traffic.

After an hour of driving I was starting to stress. Of all days today there had to be traffic. Once I saw the hospital in view my heart started to pound. I didn't know if her or the baby were ok. Once the car had stopped I ran into the hospital and asked the receptionist were Y/N's room was. After she told me I ran straight up to her room as fast as I possibly could. I stopped in front of her closed door, took a deep breath and braced myself for the worst situation possible. After I calmed down a bit, I allowed my hand to turn the handle and open the door. Y/N was lying there, eyes closed and here body looking pale. She looked so fragile. She had bruises along her arms and face, her right leg was placed in a cast and her head bandaged up. She didn't look like my girlfriend at all. I just really wanted to know if her and the baby were ok. A nurse had walked in shortly after I had arrived. She explained that Y/N was very lucky to survive. She had a minor concussion, a broken leg and a few bruises. She continued to explain that as soon as Y/N arrived at the hospital they ran an ultrasound and the baby is 100% healthy. I sighed in relief sitting in a chair next to her bed as she slept. All I could do is wait for her to wake up. After about 3 hours I started to dose off but was woken up by someone calling my name.

"Harry?" I looked around the room as the person whispered my name again. I looked down at Y/N as she whispered my name again. She's awake!

"Hi love," I whispered wiping a tear. I took her a minute to realise what was going on.

"You gave me quite a freight baby. Don't scare me like that again."

"I love you H" I smiled and leaned down, connecting my lips with hers being careful not to touch her bruises.

"I love you to babe and baby." I said as I placed my hand on her stomach. I was just happy that they are both ok.

Niall:

You were still under the weather trying to rid your bug. You had been lying around your home for the last week. You had called in sick to work for the last 5 days unable to do anything but sleep. You wished you listened to you husband when he said to not come near him last week.

After a couple of days being sick Niall started to worry so he called the doctor for a house visit just incase you had caught some bug that would hurt your unborn child. After the doctor had examined you and declared you just had a typical bug he ordered you to get plenty of rest and drink plenty of water for about the next week or so.

Niall had been amazing all week. Helping you with everything he possible could to make you life easier.

"Okay Princess. I got you some Peppermint tea. The doctor said it will help ease the nausea" Niall smiled, coming through the bedroom door. You smiled in thanks since you had a hard time keeping anything down still you were hoping the peppermint tea would help. You hadn't eaten much in over a week and you were becoming a little worried that not only you but also your unborn child was losing a lot of nutrients and vitamins. Niall set the peppermint tea on the table and sat beside you, pecking your forehead.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Still feel like crap. I'm just worried by not eating the baby is losing nutrients and vitamins." You sighed worried that this bug could be affecting your child.

"Baby you heard what the doctor said that the baby gets nourishments from your body's reserves even though you may not be eating well when you are vomiting. Also we have got other remedies to try now that Dr Smith has given us a list of remedies we can try like ginger, eating small but frequent meals, drinking lots of fluid and trying to get more rest plus he has given you a prescription for anti-sickness medication that I picked up from the pharmacy on the way home from work. If nothing helps and your still vomiting he suggest taking you to the hospital to get fluids by a drip. But I'm sure the bug will pass and the hospital will be a last resort."

After about 24 hours you started to develop a high temperature again and the vomiting became unstoppable. So Niall decided it was time to take you to the hospital as you both become a little bit worried that you were becoming dehydrated. Dehydration during pregnancy is a big worry for both you and the baby. Once you arrived to the hospital you were placed on a drip and given medicine through the IV to help stop the constant vomiting. After about 2 days you were feeling a lot better. The vomiting had subsided and you were eating small meals and drinking enough water to keep you hydrated.

Once you got home from the hospital you were ordered to rest for a couple days before you could do anything physical. Niall insisted you cuddled in bed and watch movies for the rest of the day.

Once you were tucked in bed with Niall you thanked him for taking care of you over the last 2 weeks. He was an amazing husband and you really couldn't wait for him to be a father because you knew he would be an even more amazing dad.

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