One Direction #Imagine Collection #2

The imagine collections are back. The imagine collections are back.! Okay, everyone. Get ready for more requested imagines! Same rules. I will try to update one imagine per day. No dirty imagine requests. If you request a dirty one, your request will be deleted. Sorry guys, I'm just horrible at writing dirty imagines. So request clean, sweet, adorable ones!


15. Dropping the Bomb on Thanksgiving

(Requested by Shelby890)


"So are we telling them tonight?" Niall asks as the two of you mound the steps to your parents' house.

"Yeah, I think it will be fine. It's Thanksgiving night, and who doesn't drop their bomb at a Thanksgiving dinner?"

You ring the doorbell and the door flies open almost instantly.

"Shelby!" your mom hollers.

"Mommy!" you reply.

The two of you hug like you're best friends since secondary school and haven't seen each other up until after college. After she lets go, she turns to Niall.

"Hello, Nialler. It's nice to see you could make it tonight," she says with a huge grin, catching him in a claustrophobic hug.

"It's nice to see you, too, Mrs. S," Niall says through one strained breath.

"Um, mom, I don't think he can breathe," you speak up.

"Oh, sorry, sorry!" your mom trills. "Come on, why don't you two come inside."

The house smells like pumpkin spice candles when you walk in.

"Hey, Shelby!" your dad calls from the living room.

"Daddy!" you exclaim. You close him in with a huge bear hug. He did the same.

"Hello, Niall," he says when he let go, giving Niall one of those man hugs. "How are you?"

"I'm good, Mr. S," Niall replies. "And you?"

"I'm actually feeling pretty great, thank you. Why don't you two come to the dining area? I want you two to meet some people."

The two of you follow your dad to the table where three people you don't know but recognize from somewhere wait. One is a big man with a mustache like Mr. Pringle's. Next to him is a slim brown haired woman with just the right touch of makeup.and hiding behind the woman is a little girl, maybe somewhere around 7 years old.

"I'd like you two to meet Chad, Samantha, and little Rebecca," your mom says from behind.

The four of you shook hands before you came up to Rebecca, with Niall just behind you.

"Hello," you say softly. "My name is Shelby. You must be Rebecca."

The little girl smiles shyly and hides a bit more before her mother's back as she nods quickly.

"Hi, Rebecca," Niall greets her warmly. "My name is Niall. Nice to meet you.

"Hi," she says sweetly.

"Come on, honey," Samantha says. "No need to be shy."

"Oh, and I want to tell you something, too," you say. "But I can only tell you if you come out." Rebecca slowly comes out from behind her mom and looks up at you. You lean into her ear and say it in a whisper so low that only she can hear it. "I will soon be having a baby, too. And when I have the baby, you can play with him as much as you want."

Rebecca giggles, and you see joy light up in her eyes.

"But you have to promise me something," you continue.

"What?" she whispers.

"Don't tell anyone just yet. Okay?" Rebecca nods her head and giggles again.

"What did you tell her?" Niall asks you. You put your hand on your stomach where the future little Horan is.

"Alright everyone," your dad says. "Lets get to the table. I have some great news to share with you guys.

Everyone moves to the table and sits down. You put some, okay maybe a little more than some, food on your plate and begin to eat. Man, you are starving.

"Take it easy, there," Niall cautions with a chuckle.


Deep into the dinner, your dad is arguing with Chad about which football team will win the upcoming game.

"Honey," your mom says. "Didn't you have something important to say?"

"Oh, um, yes," he replies. "I got raised, and now I am officially the manager's assistant."

Congratulations erupt from the table. Soon the two men go back to arguing about the football game.

"I'm pregnant," you blurt out while swishing your cranberry juice in your glass.

The argument stops and all eyes turn to face you. Niall holds your hand gently in both of his under the table. You look at Rebecca who has a wide smile on her face.

"You're what?" your mom asks. The table is still listen.

"Yeah, you heard correctly," you smile. "Niall and I are excepting a baby." You look at Niall and smile, and see that he is doing the same. You look back at the guests and your parents who all look shocked, except Rebecca. Then, all of a sudden, the table erupts into shouts of congratulations.

"Is it a boy or girl?" Samantha asks.

"We don't know yet. We just found out I am two months pregnant last week," you answer.

Everyone awws with happiness.

"Who was the first to know?" your dad asks.

"Oh, Rebecca was," you say.

Everyone looks at Rebecca, who has a huge grin on her face.

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