Dannon's POV:

I squirmed under Harry's touch hoping he would get tired of struggling with me, take a cold shower, and leave me alone, but it's the same story with my luck. His hands left the hem of my shirt to my hips pulling me closer where our crotches were touching. His erection was bulging hard at my area.

"You might as well stop fighting it, doll," he raspy voice whispered in my ear, "because I will have you. Heck, you might even like it." Before I could reject it, he had my pants and knickers off, and on the ground. My hands went to his, that were working at his pants.

"I-I... I'm p-pregnant," I stuttered. He stayed frozen just simply staring at me as if he was trying to decipher if I was lying or not.

"What did you say?" You could hear how his voice was becoming unsteady from the new information. Before I could answer he replied, "No, no actually I don't want to hear that again."

He scooted away from me to the other end of the sofa as I did the same to my own end of the couch. I brought knees to my making sure to cover my bareness from his sight. He ran his fingers through his curls with frustration.

"How far along are you?" he asked rubbing his face with his hands trying to get back his senses.

"About four months. I guess." His fist pounded the sofa as he got up, and stomped up the stairs.

No. He couldn't tell them. I ran to the base of the stairs right when the lights streamed from the upper deck, and Harry's voice boomed, "Everyone get up now. Especially you two, Niall and Zayn."

I sat at the picnic like table that was in the kitchen making sure my jumper was separating my bare bum from the seat, and listen to the conversation above me.

"What the actual hell, mate," I heard Louis groan.

"Yea, what is your problem?" Niall piped.

"My problem?" Harry started. "My problem is that one of you two forgot to put on a bloody condom. That's what my problem is."

"What are you getting at?" Liam asked after a few moments of silence.

"She's pregnant."

"What makes you think that?"

"She told me."

"How do you know she isn't lying?" Zayn asked finally joining the conversation.

I almost had half a mind to go up there and slap some sense into him. I mean how dare he suggest I am lying. I always hated it when someone thought I was lying when I wasn't. I can literally count on three fingers how many times I have lied in my life, and this is definitely wasn't one of those times.

"DANNON!" Harry's voice yelled for me.

Not seeing any point in putting knickers and bottoms back on since my jumper was almost to my knees, so I stayed the way I was. I made my way up the stairs to the upper deck. I looked at my feet because of their intense stares.

"How long have you been pregnant, Dannon?" Zayn asked.

"Like four months."

"You don't even look big enough to be that far along." Like you would know if I actually looked four months pregnant I thought to myself.

"Women in my family don't get big until we're six or seven months along."

"Why should we trust your word?" My head shot up locking eyes his with him. My fist were clenched so tight that I had no doubt that my knuckles were white.

"Let me take a pregnacy test then," I snapped. His face showed how surprised he was it my sudden out burst, but he quickly composed himself hardening his face with a stern look

"Fine." And with that he pushed passed me and went down the stairs. Only seconds had passed, and the others had found some excuse to go down stairs leaving me alone with Louis.

I sat on the ground with my legs under me and my back against the wall. Louis was sitting on one of the bunks closest to me. His head in his hands.

"Louis-"

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked bringing his head up facing me.

"I-I don't know." I looked down ashamed. Out of all of them I should have at least told Louis. He would have kept it a secret until I felt like telling the others. Even if I would have told them when baby was coming.

"I'm sorry," I croaked out. A lump was forming at the back of my throat, and tears started to blur my vision. "I'm so sorry," I sobbed into my hands. I felt Louis's arms wrap around me as he started to rock from side to side.

"Shhhh. It's alright, love."

"No it's not. I've been so horrible towards you and you don't even deserve it."

"It's not like you mean to. Your emotions are just out of whack is all. When my mum was pregnant her attitude would change in an heartbeat. One minute she's joking round with me, and the next she's about rip my head off for eating a bag of crisp too loud." We giggled at his comment.

"Do you think I will be able to keep the baby?"

"I hope so. Then Lux would have someone around her age to play with." Louis lifted me into his lap, and leaned back onto his chest. "I'm glad you're in my life, Dannon."

"I'm glad to be in your life, Louis." I put his hands on my stomach, and we stayed like that for what seemed like forever.

(I was going to stop the chapter here, but I was like 'I should add a couple more paragraphs.' :))

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Zayn had me take the pregnancy test, which was positive. All three of them in fact, and now we are sitting in a huge boardroom waiting to talk to this Simon character. Louis and I were having rolling chair races. I won each race, but I think Louis just let me win even though he won't admit it. Everyone else doing their own thing.

I had my boots propped up on the table. I blew out an over exaggerated sigh, and looked at my none existent watch. Before I could ask how much longer for the billionth time, a older looking guy came in. If he didn't have this intensely stern look on his face, I would have thought he was quite laid-back with his white V-neck shirt, and black slacks.

He sat in the middle of the table on the opposite side of us. He reached his hand over the towards me saying, "It's nice to finally meet you properly. I'm Simon." I put my feet down, and sat up. All I did was shake his hand not really finding anything nice to say back being as he is the reason I'm here.

"So what is the reason for meeting you here today?" he asked.

"Dannon has something she would like to tell you," Zayn said quick to put me under the bus.

"Actually I'll tell you," Louis said knowing I didn't want to say it. He took a deep breath and said, "Dannon's pregnant."

"Really?" Simon asked. I studied his face trying to read his emotions to see if he anger or something of that nature, but it looked like he was quite happy about it.

"Yea," Louis continued, "four months to be specific, and she wants to keep the baby."

"Well, of course she does, but I don't think I can let happen." My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. Before I could protest he held his hand up. "At least not until it's a year old. You will be able to see the baby twice a month for three days. Once the lads are back in London you will go to a doctor for check up, and you will continue going for the next three months.

"Once you are in your third trimester you will be cared for by Louis's mum. She use to be a midwife so you'll be in good hands. You'll until stay there until the baby is two months old. Now, any questions or concerns?"

We all stayed quiet even though we all probably had millions of questions to ask. I know I did.

"Good. Again it is nice to see you Dannon, and behave boys." And with that said he was gone. I was basically gobsmacked at how well he handled the situation, and came up with the solutions right off the top of his head. But the thing I was most surprised about was I get to keep my baby, and that is all I asked for.

Notes

but then again

Questions:

So are you happy that Dannon gets to keep the baby?
Why do you think Zayn doesn't like the fact that Dannon is pregnant?

P.S. This is a video of One Direction getting naked. Make sure to watch multiply times.

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