Luke:
Turning around in your sleeping position for the third time in less than 20 minutes, an irritated sigh escaped your lips as you crossed your arms, staring up at the White new hotel room ceiling, the clock striking past 7am. “Sleep.” Luke said in a small groan from your right, his back facing you. “Can’t.” You grumbled, loosening your arms so you could raise yourself up from the madras. “Where’re you going?” Luke mumbled with one eye open now, staring at you as you stroke your arms a bit, before letting them fall down to your waist again, letting out a huff before you walked into the bathroom, a nice bath being the only thing on your mind. Letting the door be open in laziness, you removed the loose gray long sleeved shirt you had slept in, throwing it towards the corner, leaving you behind in your knickers, bra and top. Taking a look in the mirror, you ran a hand through your hair and walked towards the rack with towels, grabbing one and hanging it next to the shower. Walking back to the mirror you grabbed your tooth brush but stopped in mid-action, your eyebrows furrowing as your eyes landed on your stomach, immediately grabbing your top and lifting it up, your eyes widening in surprise. ”Luke!” You almost yelled as if it was in panic, the poor boy removing the covers immediately and sprinting into the bathroom, his before tired eyes now widened in fright as he looked you up and down, a small smirk coming to his lips as he noticed the knickers, but shrugged it off as he looked up at you. “Where’s the spider?” He asked, making you roll your eyes at him, “It’s not a damn spider, not this time, look!” You said a bit more loud than expected, making Luke’s eyes travel down to where you were pointing, a confused gaze appearing on his face before he realized what you were referring to, his lips parting slightly in a shy shock. ”Wow.” Was the only thing that came to his mind as he walked closer to you, kneeling down on his right knee to be same height with your stomach, his hands shaking as he looked unsure up at you. ”You’re allowed to touch it dummy.” You said in a sweet tone, looking down at him with a smile. His warm hands connected shyly with your bloating abdomen, his face showing awe as he touched it, his thumb now drawing patterns into the skin. ”We really did make something out of that night huh.” He mumbled to himself more than you, but you only started to crack up laughing making him smile up at you. ”You’re so silly.” You said as you shook your head at him, watching him as he stood up again, his left hand not leaving your stomach. ”I’m clarifying the role as the fun parent here so I have to be the silly one. ”He said with a confident smirk, making you roll your eyes at him. ”I’m gonna be fun mama.” You said giving his shoulder a light push. ”I really doubt that.” He smirked starting to walk backwards towards the exit if the bathroom. “Enjoy your bath.. Mama.” He spoke before wiggling his eyebrows, shutting the door close. “Thank you.” You mumbled, looking into the mirror again, your hand brushing over the place Luke had just brushed, a smile forming on your lips but it faded a bit as reality thought hit you. There was no backing out now.
Calum:
Calum’s fingers were loosely going up and down in the strings of his bass, his back pressing into the couch he was laying at, his feet and calves dangling over the armrest, you sitting on one of the other couches with Luke and Michael in the studio, Ashton sitting on the floor with papers scattered everywhere. “Gosh why is it so hot in here?” You mumble in a grumble, “It’s because I’m in here.” Michael smirked making you roll your eyes as you stood up from the couch, grabbing the hem of the hoodie you were wearing, removing it over your head before throwing it towards Calum, showing off a long sleeved tight blouse inside. “Damn Y/N I hope it’s the baby growing who is the reason of your bloating right now because dayum if I didn’t know you were pregnant I would say that you need to slow down on eating too fast when it comes to food, it has its left overs afterwards on your belly.” Ashton’s comment made both you and Calum look up in confuse, giving each other a glare before Calum spoke up before you. “Excuse me?” Calum asked with an offended tone, looking over at Ash, “My words being spoken.” You mumbled giving Calum a small smile. “I think Ashton was just referring to the fact that Y/N has started to show.” Luke saved it, making Ashton tense less in his position by Calum’s stare, now his eyes burning into your stomach. “Wait what?” Calum questioned, sitting op straight in the couch and removing the bass from his lap. You looked down at yourself in shock, noticing the small bulge forming out from above your abdomen. One of your fingers ran over the white material as your lips parted it was at this point that you actually realized that your belly was growing. “You haven’t noticed?” Luke asked as Calum walked towards you, “No,” he mumbled standing in front of you now. “To be honest I haven’t really either.” You admitted, looking down at your belly, “I just thought I had eaten too much breakfast this morning.” Calum placed a hand on the bloating part, his hand going under your blouse, his cold hand connecting with your warm skin. ”have you guys been busy?” Michael asked removing his gaze from his phone. “Yeah. We had to cancel everything from the weeding. When Y/N was finally functional to do it after the sickness.” Calum explained, placing a kiss to the small bump as he had kneeled in front of you now. “I can’t believe I didn’t even noticed that I’m starting to get fat.” You mumbled making the boys chuckle. “I think you’re beautiful no matter how fat you’ll get.” Cal stood op from kneeling, placing a kiss to your cheek. “Gross.” Michael mumbled making a smirk appear on Calum’s lips grabbing his guitar pick from his pocket before throwing it towards the direction of Michael, yet missing. “Calm down dude you know I’m joking.” Michael laughed raising his arms in surrender. “I think Y/N’s hot she’s gonna be my new milf.” Ashton almost choked on the zip of water he took by Michael’s comment, Calum tensing his grub around you. “That’s enough Clifford.” He warned making Michael crack up laughing, you trying to muffle your giggles as well.
Michael:
"I can’t wear this!" You groaned loudly as you barked into the bedroom again, Michael lying still on the bed with his phone in his hand, waiting in a patient manner for you to get dressed for the management meeting that you were attending in less than 30 minutes. "What now?" He groaned, giving you a tired look as you threw the dress you were holding in your grip, hitting him in the head and covering his eyes. "What’s wrong with you, is it these crazy pregnancy mood swings?" He asked in an annoyed tone, removing the dress from his eyes and folded it next to him on the bed as you had grabbed another dress, disappearing into the bathroom again without shutting the door so you could hear each other better. You only ignored his question, sliding the black cocktail dress over your thighs and pressing it up against your stomach and boobs, taking another look in the mirror. "Nothing looks fucking good on me." You yelled making Michael raise his arms in surrender even though you couldn’t see him, "What’s wrong why does it not look good, it always looks good on you." He yelled back, sitting up straight on the bed now. "My stomach is so bloated, it looks like we just took a fucking visit at McDonalds and stopped by at Burgerking’s afterwards." Michael’s eyebrows furrowed, "When was the last time you took a shit?" His question lingered in the air as you popped your head from the bathroom door to give him, "Michael you don’t ask girls such questions as that." You scolded making him shrug his shoulders, looking expectedly at you. "And for your information, I just did earlier." You informed before disappearing into the bathroom again. "Then I have no clue what it is, let me see for god sake." He groaned, now having to stand up from the bed as he stood in the middle of the floor, waiting for your arrival. You walked out of the bathroom again shyly, walking towards him, "That’s looks amazing on you Y/N." He said lowering his voice and saying it sweetly, wanting you to know that he was telling the truth. "I’m too bloated for this dress." You mumbled, looking over at the mirror and placing your hand on your bloated belly. Michael did as you, taking a look at the full figure mirror on the wall next to you guys, his eyes going up and down your body as he was in thought. He furrowed his eyebrows again as his eyes stayed on your stomach, taking a better look at it and that was when he realized it, a small giggle leaving past his now smiling lips as he kneeled down, pulling up your tight dress. "Sweety, you aren’t bloated." He smiled, looking up at you. "If I’m not bloated.." You mumbled looking at the mirror, Michael’s fingers running slowly over the skin that was growing above your abdomen, your eyes going wide. "It’s the belly growing." You said in awe, giving it another look as your hand connected with Michael’s hair, giving his hair a few strokes. "You finally have a small pregnant bump." He said in joy, standing up fully. "So this is a proof. There’s actually a human being growing inside me." You said a bit startled, taking a look in the mirror again as Michael wrapped his arms around you. "There is. Our human." He smiled looking down at you, "But now, pull that dress down, it fits you and shows off the belly nicely. I wanna show the boys what we’ve created." He smiled, kissing the crown of your hair as he started to pull the dress down again.
Ashton:
The sound of keys connecting with the marble counter in the kitchen lingered in the air as Ashton took his coat off, hanging it on the rack beside the front door, his eyebrows furrowing as the sound of TV going on in the living room was there but when he had yelled out a hello as he came in through the door, no respond had been there. “Y/N?” He asked in confuse, placing some of the drum notes and lyrics papers next to his keys so he could approach the living room, walking inside to see nobody. He took a look back towards the stairs in a hope of seeing light, but as everything was dark, concluding that the lights weren’t on, he couldn’t really make out where else you would be. Ashton was about to take his phone out, calling your number but was stopped as the sound of deep breaths came from upon the couch, making Ashton’s eyebrows raise, but failed down again and a smile landed on his lips as he realized what it was. Approaching the couch, he saw your sleeping body sprawled over the cushions; he took the remote placed beside you before dimming the volume on the TV, lifting your legs and taking a seat next to you. His hand rested on your calves as he took a look what was on the TV, Friends covering the screen making a small chuckle leaving from his lips. Since the pregnancy, you had been fighting a hard time on keeping yourself awake until Ashton came home late from the studio, it wasn’t even past 10 and you were already out as a light. He gave you a few glares every now and them as he looked between the TV and his phone, the protective side of him showing off even though it was only the two of you in the house, to say at least – Ashton had become 10 times more protective since the announcement of your unborn child. You started to stir in your sleep, making Ashton look back down at you, his eyebrows furrowing as he noticed how your stomach was bloating out from the skin showing below the t shirt you were wearing. He removed your shirt more up towards your boobs, showing off more skin on your stomach. His index finger ran over the small bulge above your abdomen, his lips parting slightly as he did in thought, his eyes going wide. Reaching out in front of him he grabbed the pregnancy book the two of you had rented from the library, opening it before finding the page he had just read last night, his eyes skimming the words. ”It’s the baby bump.” He whispered to himself before almost shaking you harshly to wake up, ”Y/N, wake up I gotta show you something.” Your eyes started to blink by the sudden rush, ”What’s going on?” You questioned as he let go of your shoulders. ”Look! The baby bump!” He almost yelled in joy, making you lift yourself on your elbows so you could look down, your eyes widening as well as you noticed the small bloated part of your stomach, ”How haven’t I noticed that yet?!” ”I come I not notice it!” Ashton said in disbelief, his fingers brushing over it again. ”I guess it has appeared the last couple of days.” You mumbled, forming a small smile as Ashton started to nudge his nose with your stomach. ”This is so crazy, amazing.” He smiled, giving you a warm smile before he started to plant kisses around your stomach making a chuckle leave your lips as you watched him in awe.