One direction preferences book 2

Miscarriage

Niall: He doesn't know what to say, so he tries to comfort you in the best way possible. On your last day in the hospital, he brings you one of his over-sized hoodies and a pair of his sweatpants for you to return home in. He tucks you into bed for a few days, and he stays by your side as he tries to cheer you up with your favorite TV shows and movies. He knows you're upset, and you can tell he's upset, too. The two of you don't talk much, and when you do, your voices are hushed. It's your second night home after returning from the hospital, and it's the first time the two of you have a real conversation. "(Y/N), I just really want you to know that I'm here for you. I know that this was hard on both of us, but I promise we'll get through it. I promise we'll start a family someday. Maybe this is just the universe's way of saying it's not the right time." He pulls you into his arms. "I love you (Y/N), please stay strong for me."

Zayn: About two weeks after you returned from the hospital after having your miscarriage, you find Zayn sitting on the floor of your bedroom, sobbing frantically. You can't help but feel like it's all your fault. For months the two of you had planned and prepared for your new family, and it's as if it was your fault that it was taken all away. "Zayn," you tell him. He looks up, tears staining his cheeks. "I'm so sorry, Zayn, It's all my fault, I should have visited the doctor more and taken even more vitamins and I don't know I should have stayed home every day, I'm so sorry." You're crying now, too. But he reaches for you to come sit in his lap. His head shakes back and forth. "No, please, don't apologize, (Y/N). We did everything the doctor told us to. There's nothing more you can do. Don't blame yourself. Blame anyone but yourself. Blame me if you have to. But you need to know this isn't your fault." He rocks you back and forth in his arms, breathing softly into your ear. "It's not your fault," he assures you.

Liam: For the past four months that you and Liam had known you were pregnant, Liam had read every baby book out there. He knew everything there was to know, because he wanted to be there for you whenever you needed him. When you woke up one morning covered in blood, he knew exactly what had happened. While taking you to the hospital, he stayed calm and collected. But a few days after you got home, he finally broke down. The two of you were cuddling in your bed, as you still weren't supposed to get up and move around much. "(Y/N) I can't believe this happened. I was so excited for us. I want to start a family with you so bad." You look up at your husband, seeing tears in his eyes. "I wanted to act like I could be strong about this and like the time would come again where things would be okay, but right now it doesn't feel like it." He begins to sob. "Right now it feels like I hurt our baby. What if I'm the reason it's not here anymore?" You take a deep breath. "Li, it can't possibly be your fault. It's okay." As much as it pains you to talk about this, right now it's your turn to support him. "We can start trying again as soon as the doctor tells us it's okay, okay Li?" He bites his lip, trying to hold back tears. "But what if we can't? What if this happens again?" You shake your head slightly, tilting it to the side. "We'll find a way, Liam. I promise. We will have a family someday."

Louis: You and Louis had been play-fighting when the accident happened. Blood began to poor out of you, you had screamed in pain. Louis couldn't comprehend what was happening. In the ambulance, he just kept asking the paramedics what was going on. When they had to take you away for surgery, you can vaguely remember him screaming at the doctors. "No!" He had yelled. "You can't take her! You already took my baby, you can't take her too! Get away from her!" The doctor had insured him that it was just to help you recover, but Louis wouldn't buy it. A hospital security guard had to come restrain him as you were wheeled off into surgery. From the corner of your eye, though, you could see him kicking and screaming, as if he was a little kid again. To this day, the thought haunted you. Louis and you never really spoke of the incident, as it upset both of you too much. Whenever it came to making love or touching, though, he was often timid or scared. His touch was so gentle around you, as if he thought he would break you if his skin touched yours.

Harry: You and Harry had been seeing each other for months, but it came as a shock to you when you had a miscarriage, because the two of you were never trying to start a family. You were with Perrie when it happened, out shopping. You had bent over to pick up a piece of clothing that had fallen to the ground when you felt something break inside of you. You had fallen to the ground in agonizing pain, unaware of what was causing blood to leak from your body. When you arrived at the hospital, though, the doctors figured right away that it was a miscarriage. Harry had rushed to the hospital from a concert, getting there as soon as he could. You were too drugged out by your medicine to tell him what happened yourself, so the doctor had to break the news. "Harry," he had told him. "I'm sorry to inform you that your girlfriend, (Y/N), had a miscarriage today. I wasn't able to find out if she knew she was pregnant, but according to her friend, she didn't have a clue. I'm sorry if this comes as a shock to you." Harry looked silently at the doctor with a puzzled look. "Wait, so I have a baby... But... my baby... isn't here." Harry doesn't ask the question, but more-so talks out loud. The doctor nods, and Harry walks out of the room. He finds Zayn in the hallway, and Perrie later explains to you that Harry cried the entire time you were on your medication. He had stayed in Zayn's arms for hours, sobbing his eyes out. "If I would've known sooner..." he repeats over and over. "I want to see my baby. I want to see her."

-Jasmine❤️

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