Louis
You handed Louis a little box with a tiny onesie inside that read, "Future Doncaster Rovers Fan." At first, he looked confused, but when it clicked, his jaw dropped.
Louis: "Wait—are you serious?!"
You nodded with a huge smile, and before you could say anything, he scooped you up in his arms, spinning you around.
Louis: "We're having a baby! Oh my God, this kid's going to have the best sense of humor ever."
He spent the rest of the night making plans for teaching them how to pull pranks and sing harmonies.
Harry
You left a pair of baby booties with little bananas on them next to his bedside table, knowing he'd spot them first thing in the morning. When he saw them, he held them up with a confused look.
Harry: "What's this, love?"
You simply smiled.
You: "You're going to be a dad."
His face lit up like a Christmas tree as he dropped the booties and pulled you into the tightest hug.
Harry: "A baby... we're having a baby. This is the best day of my life!"
He spent the whole day kissing your stomach and brainstorming lullabies he could write for the baby.
Niall
You showed Niall a positive pregnancy test and nervously waited for his reaction. His eyes widened, and he blinked a few times before breaking into a wide grin.
Niall: "Are you serious? No way! We're going to be parents?"
You nodded, and he immediately pulled you into a hug, holding you close.
Niall: "This is mad, but in the best way. I can't wait to teach the little one guitar."
He spent the rest of the night playing soft tunes on his guitar and whispering to your stomach like the baby could already hear him.
Liam
You placed a tiny pair of baby sneakers on the kitchen counter with a note that said, "Coming soon, October 2025." When Liam walked in and saw it, he froze.
Liam: "Wait... are you serious?"
When you nodded, his eyes got teary as he came over to you.
Liam: "I'm going to be a dad? We're going to be parents?"
He kissed you softly, his hands resting gently on your stomach.
Liam: "I promise, I'll do everything to be the best dad ever."
For the next few hours, he was glued to baby books and making lists of things you'd need.
Zayn
You gave Zayn a drawing you had made of a little family—him, you, and a baby. He stared at it for a moment, processing.
Zayn: "Wait... does this mean what I think it means?"
You smiled and nodded. His eyes softened as he smiled back at you, pulling you into his arms.
Zayn: "We're having a baby? That's incredible."
He spent the night sketching designs for a nursery and whispering about how amazing of a parent you'd be.
