One Direction Pregnancy Series

Hormonal Fight

Niall

"Niall! I'm home!" I yell when I walk through the door of our house. I hear his feet pound against the floor as he jogs over to me and embraces me. "I missed you so much (Y/N), don't you dare leave for more than a day ever again." He mumbles into my hair and pulls me into the kitchen.

I was at my parents house for two days just to visit. I was having major hormones and cried until I could see them. It was a very relaxing weekend. No stress in the world.

"What should we have for dinner my love? Indian or Pizza?" I ask him as I grab the take-out menus and hand them to him. Niall reads over them and shakes his head. "I think you should cook tonight (Y/N)." Niall states and wraps his pale arms around my bump. I smile and lean into him.

"Why Niall?" I ask absentmindedly as I play with his fingers. "Because I told you too." He whispers in my ear and I freeze. I grab his hands and unwrap them from around me and turn around. "Excuse me?" I spit out in anger. "You will not demand me to do anything Niall. I won't have that shit. You can either pick a take-out menu or cook your own damn food." I huff and walk away from him.

"I didn't mean it love. I was joking, I would never demand you to do anything, ever. Take a joke babe." He laughs and grabs his phone to call the Indian restaurant down the road. "I'll learn how to take a joke when you learn how to be funny you asshole." I bite back and walk over to the living room and sit down on the couch. My hand finds the remote and clicks on Bones. I watch as Booth and Dr. Brennan get a call about another body found. In my peripheral vision I see Niall walk in and plop down beside me.

"Niall, you see that mutilated body right there?" I ask innocently and wait for his response. "Yeah, he looks horrible. Who ever beat his ass up did it well." He chuckles and grimaces when Dr. Brennan is pointing at the bodies facial structure. "Why do you ask?" He curiously asks and has his eyebrow quirked cutely, yet annoyingly.

"I want to do that to you because of your stupid joke." I grin at him and stand to open the door for our food. I turn to look at him and see him laugh and look slightly terrified.

Louis

The shops were crowded today. Insanely crowded. Louis and I decided to go get some grocery today, and of course everyone in town came to the store today. We were both dressed down and comfy today. Me in his shirt and some leggings, and him in a hoodie and Adidas pants.

"Can you grab the milk babe?" I ask as I look at the list of items we need. We continue on through the store, then Louis grabs candy. "You don't need that Lou. We are getting essentials today. We can get treats next time." I smile and giggle at him. He glances at me with a mischievous smile. "Well, when you dress nicer I'll stop wanting sweets." He laughs and kisses my forehead.

Of course he was joking, but today my hormones wanted to be a raging bitch. I took what he said to heart. Tears well up in my eyes as I push the cart slowly after Louis. A couple tears fall out of my eyes as he turns to look at me with the cutest smile. His face changes to panic and concern when he sees the tears flowing.

"Baby, what's wrong? Are you alright?" He asks when he wipes away the warm, salty tears from my face. Then I get angry. He says a comment like that and expects me to be okay with it?! Normally I would be okay with it, but today is not one of those normal occasions.

"You insulted the way I'm dressed Louis. I'm sorry I don't wear Gucci everyday. I don't dress to please you." I semi-yell at him trying not to cause a scene. "(Y/N) you know I didn't mean that. I was just joking. No need to take it personal." He chuckles and pulls me into a hug. "Oh. so now you're telling me what I can and cannot take personally. Fuck you Lou." I growl and hit his chest.

"(Y/N) shut the hell up. You are acting like a child. You know I would never purposefully hurt your feelings." Louis shuts me up and pushes the cart to the check out line. I cross my arms and pout because I know I didn't win this "fight", but I will win the next one.

Liam

I just got off of my shift and I'm totally exhausted. Once I walk in my house all I want to do is go to sleep with my wonderful man. But when I opened the door all I saw was the living room looking a mess. My calm, tired state of mind quickly turned into rage and adrenaline.

"Liam James Payne!? Get your ass over here right now!" I scream and throw my things on the floor dramatically. I hear his heavy feet patter down the stairs and he finally comes into view. "What's wrong baby?" He asks confused and bends down to pick up my thrown things. I can feel my face turn red and it almost feels like I have steam coming from my ears.

"What's wrong!? What is wrong is that you sit on your ass all day long and don't help out at all! I do all of the work around here while you prance around and do shit all day long. I'm sick and tired of you not helping me Liam." I yell at him and his eyebrows raise.

"Ba-" Liam starts but I interrupt him. "No! I'm not done. You need to start appreciating me more Liam. I never get a thank you from you! I haven't even gotten a thank you for carrying your child!" I cry in anger as he stands there with a sad smile on his gorgeous face. "(Y/N), I didn't know you felt that way. I'm sorry I haven't been showing you, or telling you, how much I appreciate you. I really do love you. I can't thank you enough for carrying our sweet Jolie. Thank you for everything you have done. Thank you for making me the happiest man alive. I truly do love you (Y/N)." Liam says lovingly as he cups my wet face in his strong hands.

"Oh and about me not helping around the house, I have been cleaning all day long babe. I was just about to get to the living room. I already got upstairs and the kitchen done." Liam smirks as I blush in embarrassment.

"Ha oops. Sorry baby."