1D Preferences and Imagines

*Y/N P.O.V*

"Michael?" I asked from the kitchen as I heard the front door close.

"I'm home babe." He called, and then appeared in the kitchen seconds later.

I smiled and turned away from the dishes I was doing and looked at Michael. "I missed you! But I have to tell you something." I frowned, remembering what I had to tell him.

He took my hand and led me to the table, sitting down, and pulling me on his lap. "What's going on?" he looked me in the eyes, worry and concern flashed through them.

"I went to the doctor today." I sucked in a sharp breath. "Remember how you said you wanted kids?" He nodded. I continued. "Well The doctor said it was impossible for me to get pregnant."

His eyes widened. "What? Why?"

I shrugged. "I don't really remember but I remember him telling me that and I turned into a mess of tears right in room." I sighed, burying my face in his neck. "I don't know how to feel about this."

"It's alright baby girl." He kissed my forehead. "We'll figure something out."

*MICHAEL IMAGINE YAY! :) I hope ya'll liked it!*