I was at collage playing on the volleyball team with a scholarship. The boys finally had a few months off from tour during the summer and it was the volleyball off season. Harry had come to spend it with me and my bestie who I shared a 2bedroom flat with. (He rented a room right across from us for the time)
 
Almost every day that we had a chance, we would go to the gym. We were both huge treadmill addicts:p I would help him weight lift and then we would go to the court and he would help me practice my hits.
 
One night, we got back really late from visiting with my siblings and we decided to go to the gym. it was about 11 when we actually got there. We then decided to change up our routine and go to the weights first, then to the court, then to the treadmill. All went mainly well in the weight room except for one little incident. There were very few people at the gym and there were only two guys in the room we were in. They were over by on the bench press when we walked in. I was in my workout clothes with my hair Ina ponytail but I kept my makeup on from earlier and for some reason these men started to show off. One even came over to hit on me! Harry, mad as ever slammed the weight down harshly. He walked right up to me then stepped right in between us, grabbed me and kissed me passionately. The man eventually walked away as Harry and I continued to kiss. We laughed the ordeal off and went back to working out.
 
Then came the court and all went fine as we had it all to our selfs.
To finish it off, we went and got on the treadmills.We both set our speeds to our normal running pace. About 20 min in, both sweaty and huffing and puffing a bit, Harry's phone rings and its Paul.
"Oops" Harry mumbled. "I forgot to check in with our parole officer." "Well no you've done it" I giggled as Harry answered the phone. "Hello" he panted as he ran. "Harry!" Paul exclaimed. "Are you ok? What are you doing? What's that noise?" He overloaded Haz with questions. Harry just chuckled as he thought of what he was about to say his excuse was.
"Pop," (Harry referred to Paul as we all often did) "can't you tell Beth and I are in the middle of fooling around? Give us a moment please!" He said blatantly. I gasped when I had heard then began to blush and laugh uncontrollably. I laughed so hard, i tripped and fell right off the treadmill! Paul started to talk but Harry cut him off as he jumped off his treadmill abruptly. "I've got to go. Ill ring you later!" He said then hung up immediately.
 
That was the last thing I heard before I lost consciousness and I woke up in the car with Harry driving, I was laid out across the backseat. I sat up, slowly realizing the growing pain in my head. "Harry?" I said groggily. His head snapped to the back seat as he realized i was awake. "Baby, are you ok?!" His eyes went back to the road. Then he quickly crossed over three lanes to exit the freeway like an idiot. Luckily, there was hardly anyone on the road. "I think so, just a head ache" I said, leaning back in my seat to apply my seatbelt. Suddenly, a very sharp pain shot threw my wrist as I went to grab the belt with it. "Ouch" I exclaimed grasping it. Haz quickly turned back to me. "Is it your hand, love?" He asked noticing my focus. "II think my wrist" I answered a I clicked my seatbelt locked with my other hand.
 
As quickly as possible, we arrive at the er to find very little, to no people waiting. We were quickly helped back to to where they checked me for a concussion, Which thankfully, I didn't have. But my wrist was pretty banged up. They took an X-ray and told me that they would know tomorrow if it was broken or not. So thy have me a brace and sent us home for the night. We then went back to my flat only to explain to my best friend, Jenna, why we were back so late. :p

After the loss of one of our twins, Harry and I were heart broken. But we were extremely great foul to have one baby still on the way and we had to continue planning, just for 1 less now. Sense we had cancelled our dinner date a few nights ago, we decided to call up Dani and Jenna so we could go shopping then meet up with the boys after work and go on our date. So we did just that!

I was getting ready to go pick up Jenna to go and meet Harry and Niall for dinner after they got off work. I had just finished doing my hair and as I slipped on my shirt, I started having horrible pains in my stomach. Being a girl, I was used to monthly cramps and pain so I just tried to go on. I was almost 12 weeks pregnant with twins and I wasn't sure why I would be having pains that felt an awful lot like bad period cramps. Suddenly I felt really sick and I ran to the toilet and began throwing up everything I had eaten that day.
 
"Beth?!" I heard Harry shout to me. He shut the dirt then ran up the stairs. Soon he found me sitting on the toilet in our master bathroom crying. He rushed to kneel down at my side and put his arms around me in attempt to comfort me enough to find out what was wrong. "Harry... I I think I just had a miscarriage" I said trying to stop weeping. "What?" Harry said, as lovingly as he could. "I I.. I think I've lost our babies." Once given all the reasons why I had come to this conclusion, Haz tried to comfort me in telling me that "we still have hope and" if we did lose them, we can always try again" and that "it defiantly wasn't my fault" but it was useless. I knew that something was wrong.
 
We called the doctors office and they got us in immediately. I changed into some different pants and hand in hand, with tears in both of our eyes, we walked out to our car where our body guards had done a good job of keeping the paps away. We got to the office, were checked in, were in room and being checks all in what seemed like days.
 
All the lights were off, tears streaming down our faces as the doc struggled to find a heart beat. Finally, as Harry and I stayed close and held hands, she said to us "I can only find one baby"

Later, Jen, Dani and I met with the guys and Perrie for dinner. Jenna and Nialler hit it off really well! They might just end up dating;)

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