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Liam:

As soon as you woke up, you felt a wave of nausea hit you.

"Shit!" you exclaimed as you ran straight for the bathroom across from your bedroom. Waking Liam in the process.

You emptied out the contents of your stomach as Liam ran in after you. He gently grabbed your hair and began rubbing circles into your back, "I'm so sorry baby you have to go through this most days..." he sighed as you puked a bit more into the toilet. You hadn't been suffering from much morning sickness at first but as soon as you started worrying you would have a miscarriage again you started to feel sick a lot. Lately it had been the worst you had experienced never knowing when it would happen making you cautious that you were always close to bathroom when you did venture outside your home.

"Don't worry Li, I guess it's just something I have to deal with for only the first trimester hopefully," you said while Liam helped you up off the floor and to the sink to brush your teeth.

You rested your hands on your flat stomach chuckling to yourself as you sat on the sofa, "I'd really love if you stopped making mommy puke every day especially in the mornings, Mommy likes to sleep in not wake up at a quarter past 5," you said looking down at your hands that lay on your stomach, making Liam smile. You had been getting use to being pregnant now and the idea of having miscarriage was still in the back of your mind but you were little happier since you were past the point of your previous loss. "Me too!" Liam laughed moving closer to you on the sofa as he placed one of his huge hands on top of yours on your belly. He gazed into your eyes, "Love you, sweet heart" he smiles at you. "Love you to babe," you softly replied as he kissed you on the lips. "So how does some breakfast sound? Or is that a not a good idea?" he asked while furrowing his eyebrows. "Are you kidding me? I'm starving! " You laughed as Liam grabbed your hand and led you into the kitchen to start breakfast.

Louis:

Your morning sickness was so bad that some days you'd get going for a good hour or two and today was no different.

"I can't take this anymore. I've been at it for two hours!" you grumble miserably with your head once again in the toilet bowl. Louis sits on the edge of the bathtub sympathy written all over his face.

"If you think this is bad, wait till you're in labor," Louis points out unhelpfully. Him and his smartass comments will be the death of you.

"I'm going to throw up on you next time if you don't watch your mouth," you warn.

You finally flushed the toilet, closed the lid, took a seat on top, and pressed the wet washcloth to your forehead that Louis had got for you.

He stood up from the edge of the bath tube and bent down and kissed your belly, "are you making your mommy sick?" he chuckled and looked up at you. A smile formed on you face.

"Breakfast?" Louis asked, stroking your hair. His chest rose and fell as he talked. Your stomach practically growled at the thought. "Please?" You responded, looking up through your eyelashes at him. He stood up and dragged you back to bed and placed a bucket and a glass of water next to you just incase you needed to be sick again. Before Louis even finished making breakfast you were fast asleep exhausted from being sick for the past 2 hours.

"I wish I could do something to make you feel better," he whispered as you were finally getting some much-needed rest. "But just think of what we'll have in a few months... A little baby to call our own. And they'll be perfect." Happy tears formed in the corner of his eyes. "I love you both so much (Y/N)."

Zayn:

It had been just over 3 weeks when you decided you should go home and not be a burden to Taylor anymore. She insisted you stay, but you just wanted to be home back in your bed. Zayn still hadn't called but you over heard Taylor and Harry talking late yesterday that Zayn had left the tour officially siting stress. You were just a little surprised when you walked in to your home to see Zayn's bags lay across the hallway next to the front door.

You just stood there shocked looking down at the bags unable to move. He was home but you weren't happy you were angry as hell to why he hadn't called you and now he was here you just wanted him to leave again.

Zayn appeared looking at you worriedly as you stood there unable to speak as you were hit with a wave of nausea. You couldn't move without being sick. So you bent down grabbing Zayn's hat that lay on his unpacked bags throwing up the little content you hand left in your stomach. Zayn walked over to you and let out a sympathetic sigh. You looked up at him through teary eyes as he tried to hug you.

"No don't touch me, leave, I don't want you here," you whimpered out in a fit of sobs trying wipe away the tears that just wouldn't stop falling "No, I'm not leaving." he said with a concerned tone to his voice.

You gave him a dirty look, "Yea well after three weeks of you not calling me or answering my texts I have the right to be a little pissed off and not to mention the cheating rumours. Zayn did you really cheat." you whisper the last part trying not to sob but all you could do was cry. This wasn't like Zayn. After a good 5 hours of talking Zayn had finally told you everything from why he hadn't called you to the rumours.

But you still doubted Zayn and his words. Still confused to why he hadn't called you in 3 weeks. One phone call could of fixed this mess but now all you could assume was he cheated on you but he tried to assure you he didn't begging you to believe him but you just needed some more time away from him so you could think. You packed your bags once again finding yourself back on Taylor's and Harry doorstep in a fit of tears as she assured you that you would never not have a place to stay if the rumours are true and Zayn is lying.

Harry:

As soon as you woke up, you felt a wave of nausea overcome you. "Oh God..." you moan as another round of nausea strikes. Eleanor appears a minute later, joining you in the bathroom. She rubs your back for a moment before getting up to get you a glass of water as you brushed your teeth and gargled some minty mouthwash and drank the water Eleanor had got for you. Even though Louis and Eleanor had broken up you were still close friends and still did a lot things together when the boys were away on tour.

"Are you alright?" she questions concerned from the doorway.

"I think I just have morning si-" you try to say before running back to the toliet to throw up again. She was at your side again, rubbing her hand on your back. "It's OK Y/N. Can I get you something? Do you need some more water?" You slumped back onto the floor, surprisingly feeling much better. "No the water just making me more sick. Whoever said water helps ease nausea is telling porky pies" You croaked giving her a weak smile wishing that harry could be her so you could cuddle on the sofa.

You knew if you ate anything straight away after puking you'd throw everything up just a few minutes later, but that didn't stop you from eating at all. You were just careful of what you ate, how much you ate and when you ate plus you needed nutrients for you and the baby to stay healthy. So breakfast was a little delayed in the mornings but you didn't mind since the baby had you up puking early anyway. You really just hated morning sickness and couldn't wait for the first trimester to be over.

Niall:

Are you all right? You look a bit pale," Louis comments, looking at you with concern. Not just Louis but all the boys kept looking at you worriedly.

Niall is currently in the recording booth as Harry, Liam, Louis, Zayn and yourself are sitting outside on the sofa waiting for him to finish. You were just about to go celebrate the boys finding out you were pregnant when Simon Cowell came in to check on the boys album meaning celebrating had to wait. However you had been feeling nauseous so you were glade to be just sitting around a studio doing nothing but you really just wanted to be at home curled up on the sofa watching movies with your husband.

"I'm fine," you choked out. Suddenly feeling like you're going to puke. You run off to the closes bathroom as Liam follows you with concern. Without even having the energy or care to close the door, you lean over the cold toilet bowl to be sick.

Liam is behind you in a second, holding your hair and rubbing your back calmly. "Thank you, you should 't have seen that" you mumble, once the sickness has passed.

"It's all right, it's not your fault."

You splash cold water on your face and pop a piece of gum into your mouth as you both go back to wait for the boys recording session to end.

"You ok, babe?" Niall asks, rising to come to the doorway as you step back into the studio with Liam.

"As ok as I can be with a fetus making me sick every morning, afternoon and night. I don't even know why they call it morning sickness," you answer annoyed that you couldn't go one day without needing to be close to a toilet.

"It'll get better. And it'll all be worth it in the end," he tries to remind you. You turn your head just enough to make eye contact at your husband smiling up at him. You can't wait to be a mother and he couldn't wait to be a father.

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