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He Wants Another Child

He Wants Another Child

Liam
"Our birthday boy is finally asleep," you smiled before hopping onto the bed where Liam laid. After a couple hours of your four year old birthday party, you and Liam were wiped out to say the least. "I can't believe he's four," Liam sighed. "It feels like yesterday when we brought him home from the hospital or he said his first words or took his first steps." He said while wrapping his arm around you to bring you closer. "I know. I wish we could just rewind the last couples years with him," you whispered, laying your head on Liam's hard chest. "We could have another kid, Y/N," he suggested. You were quite shocked. When you and Liam had your son, Liam said he wanted to want a little while before having another. You thought he meant six to seven years. "Really?" You asked. "Yeah, I wanna do it again and I think I'm ready this time," he admitted. "I think I'm to, babe," you smiled, feeling more excitement fill you. "I really want a girl this time though," he mentioned making him chuckle. "Only time will tell."

Niall
"Fuck," you mumbled under your breath. "Niall, can you come here?" You asked from the bathroom. "Yeah, just give me a second," he yelled back. You sat on a bench in there waiting for Niall. You heard a distant cry approach the bathroom with louder footsteps along with it. "Yeah, what's up?" he asked with your crying thirteen month year old's head on his chest. "Let me see him," you sighed, taking him from Niall's arms. "Niall, I think I'm pregnant again." you told him while trying to soothe your son. He looked at you in shock and then smiled. "Baby, are you serious?" he asked, coming a little closer. "Are you actually happy about this?" you asked. "Baby, yes!" He exclaimed, taking his son back. "I love our family and I want it to get bigger. I want as many of us as possible. We could start a football league! I would never be upset." he smiled. You felt yourself blush before hugging you. The moment quickly went away when your son yelped and flared his arms. You sighed before separating, "Another one of these." Niall laughed before kissing your cheek. "As many as you want."

Zayn
"Zayn, I don't know," you sighed after putting your three daughters down for their naps. "Another child? We have three girls already." you reminded him. "Exactly," he grabbed your arm to stop you from leaving. "we have three girls and I just want a son. I want to teach him how to ride a skateboard and teach him how to draw and how to get the perfect wife like his old man did." he said pulling you in closer by the waist. You blushed. "Baby, I want a boy, too, but I just lost the baby weight and I'm almost done getting all the stretch marks gone," you reminded him. You knew Zayn wanted a boy so much, but pregnancy did quite the number on your body. "I know, Y/N, I know," he whispered, "I know it's not my body or me carrying a baby for nine months, so it's totally your decision." he said before kissing your cheek. You sighed, "Fine but if it's not a boy, I am not having anymore children." you decided. His smile grew before embracing you into a bear hug. "I don't think I can teach our son to find a girl like you."

Harry
"Y/N," Harry began during a peaceful Saturday morning in bed, "do you every think about having a child or at least trying again?" he asked, a hint of hesitation in his voice. A year ago, you were pregnant. You and Harry had been trying for a child since forever, but you lost your baby. It broke you. "Uh sometimes. I'm just scared," you admitted, looking down. "Baby, there was nothing you could of done," he reminded you. Your eyes started filling with tears "The doctor said you did everything right. It just wasn't meant to be." "But you don't know how it feels to be empty!" you snapped. "Or how it feels to lose and miss someone you didn't even know, but you felt them there." you cried. He saw the sorrow in your eyes that was there a year ago. He put your head on his chest trying to soothe you. "Shh, it's okay," he kissed your forehead. "But don't be afraid. Take your time, but please don't be afraid."

Louis
"God, it's so boring in here now," Louis sighed on the ride home from dropping your three year old at pre-school. "Babe, he'll back in this car at noon and then home," you reminded him. "Yeah, I know," he mumbled, leaning back in the driver seat. "But soon he'll be coming home at 3:00 and start getting actual homework and hanging out with his friends. He grew up to fast, Y/N." You put your hand on his that laid on the middle console, "How about we have another." you mentioned. "Can we?" he asked with must excitement in his voice. "I mean we have the space and I really want to raise another one with you." you smiled. You finally arrived home. You felt Louis grip your arm before kissing you hard but sweetly. "Shall we get started then?" he questioned against your lips. He deepened the kiss by caressing your cheek. "We are alone now," you smiled in the kiss making him chuckle. "What are we waiting for then?"