Harry's POV:

Robin's son, Mike, had called me to ask if I wanted to meet up at a local bar and hang out. I honestly haven't talked to him much and last I saw him it was at my mum's wedding. I asked Leah if she would be okay with it, and she told me I needed quality time with the guy and practically pushed me out the door.

I didn't think I would drink, but Leah told me I deserve one since I haven't had a beer since I found out about the babies.

I drove to the local bar that was half way between mine and Mike's house. When I walked up he was leaning against the door way looking around.

"Mike." I called his name and he looked at me.

"Harry! What up man?" He shook my hand.

"Oh nothing. Why don't we get a drink?" I said and followed him in past the bouncer. We sat at the bar and with in minutes we had tall drinks in our hands.

"So how's the girlfriend?" Miake asked as he took a sip of his drink. I smiled and shook my head.

"Fiance now." When I said that his face lit up.

"Congrats mate! Robin told me about the baby, but not that you put a ring on it." I nodded my head and took a drink.

"Thanks." I smiled, "You still single and lucky or do you finally have a girl?" I laughed and he shrugged.

"Single and very lucky." He winked and then joined in on the laughing. "Well, how are the boys? Everything set for tour?"

"They're doing good. Yeah everything is good, we start rehersals in a few weeks."

"Well, hopefully I can come see a show or two." He smiled. Just then the live band started to play an intramental version of Girls by The 1975. I bobbed my head along as people started to crowd the dance floor and Mike ordered another drink. I scanned the crowed and saw a few girls making googly eyes at Mike and I. I chuckeled and he looked over at me.

"What?"

"Your right, you are very lucky. Those two have been staring at you for the past five minutes." He looked over to where I was pointing. He sent the girls a wink, and one of them nearly passed out. "Go over there." I encouraged.

"You sure?"

"Totally." I said and he jumped out of his seat. "Go get some!" I yelled as he walked off. He put his hand up in the air and flipped me off. I laughed and took another sip from the glass in my hand.

"Well hi there, I thought it was you." I heard a voice say behind me. I glanced beside me and saw a girl in a tight short pink dress. Her boobs were practically falling out I her dress.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"You don't remember me?" She said in a innocent voice. I racked my brain for anywhere I would have seen this woman.

"Nope. sorry." I said and turned back to the front while taking a sip of my beer.

"The Cafe? I'm Clair." I froze. "So now you remember me." I heard the smile in her voice. I felt her hand start to crawl up my shoulder, but I shrugged it off.

"I would like me space." I bit at her. It's not like I'm trying to be an asshole but I have Leah and there could be camera's. I came here to relax, not deal with crap like this.

"Well, I would love to share my space with you." She spetted between my legs and wrapped her arms around my neck. That's enough.

I slammed my glass down on the bar, ripped her arms off of me and gently nudged her away from me. Her face looked hurt but her eyes said something else. Almost like she thought this was a game.

"Listen, I have a fiance that I am madly in love with. People will see me talking to you and asume the worst. I would like that not to happen. So please, leave me alone and don't speak to me again." I said. She huffed, rolling her eyes.

"She is only your fiancé, not your wife, your not fully committed to her yet."

This girl must be on drugs or something. I grabbed my drink once again and attempted to walk off. I felt her hand grab my arm and yank me back, causing me to crash in to her body and spill my beer everywhere.

"What the heck?!" She shrieked. I huffed, biting my tounge, and shaking my arms off.

"I told you to stay away from me." I pointed my finger at her and made my way to the crowd to where I saw Mike leaning against the wall talking to a woman.

"Harry, what happened?" He asked when he saw my wet shirt. I shrugged.

"This phsyco girl. I'm out of here." I shake his hand while he says his good bye's and then I moved through the crowed and out the front door.

Leah POV:

I got off the couch and went to refill my wine glass with some sparkling grape juice. It's the closes thing to wine I can get. Harry bought me a whole basket full of different bottels of the grape juice last week after the appointment.

I still don't think my mind is completely wrapped around the idea that I'm going to have twins. We haven't even told the others. Yeah, I know that's crazy and it's usually the kind of news you want to tell the whole world, but we wanted to be able to fully grasp the concept before telling anyone else.

When I got back to the couch and un paused the movie my phone went off with lots of mentions on Twitter.

I opened the app and looked through all my notifications.

@LeeAnders5TELLMETHISISN'TREAL??!! Then there was a picture attached. I wearily clicked on it and saw that it was Harry chatting to some big boob bimbo at the bar.

@LeeAnders5Dumphisass! This picture had the woman standing betwen his legs with her hands all over him.

I couldn't take anymore so I just shut my phone off and dropped it beside me.

I doubt he would really do that. He wouldn't cheat. Rumors like this has happened before, I should be use to this. I mean, all of his girl friends are apparently his second girlfriend. I know that it is just a picture that was takin totally out of contex. If I'm so use to this, then why is this rumor getting to me so much; why am I crying?

I wiped the tears from my cheeks and decided to clean. Yes, clean, that should get my mind off of this.

I started with the dishes. Making sure to scrub every millimeter of every pan and pot. By the time I was finished by the sink my hands looked like my great great grandmothers. She has been dead for nine-teen years.

Then I decided to rearrange the silver wear. Call me crazy but I honestly think the knives belong on the right side of the drawer.

I was finshed with that in no time at all. I looked at the clock and it said 10:57, when is Harry gonna be home? Probably not till Mike is ready to leave, but as long as he isn't near that-

Stop think about that Leah!

I need to clean some more.

Harry's POV:

I wasn't that far from home, but the traffic was awful. I have been stuck in the same spot for five minutes. I decided to pull out my phone and go through Twitter. Nothing really interesting was happening on my time line, so I went to Discover.

The only thing trending was about some stupid stuff along with some hashtags having to do with the World Cup but then I saw one of the pictures that has been floating around in the twitter world.

It was Clair and she was in between my legs. her hands all over me. Crap, I hope Leah won't go crazy over this. She knows that it happens and she should know that it means nothing to me.

I continued scrolling through all the comments and even looked up all the thing people have tweeted Leah, and every single one is asking her about this picture.

I heard a car horn go off at me so I stepped on the gas and floored it all the way till I got home.

Leah's POV:

I like to clean the floors by hand, so that is what I'm doing. I have a bucket of soap and water beside me and I'm scrubbing every inch of this tiled kitchen on my hands and knees.

This picture is nothing. I know it's nothing, so why is it getting to me this much?

I hear the front door open, shoes being kicked off, and keys thrown on the table.

"Leah, where are you?" Harry shouted in to the house.

"I'm here." I shouted back even through he wasn't even thirty feet from me.

"What?" He asked and I heard his feet come into the kitchen. "What are you-?" He began to ask but one I looked up at him from my position on the ground he sighed, sitting down on the now clean floor and rested his back against the cabinets.

"What are you stressing over?" His tone told me that he already knew what the problem was, but he always prefered for me to tell him in my own words.

"I'm not stressing."

"You're lying. You always clean when your stressed." He said crossing his ankles out in front of him. I just shook my head and dropped the sponge in the bucket. "Come here." He said with his arms open wide.

I crawled over to him and into his lap. He wrapped his arms around my growing body and I tucked my head under his chin.

"Talk to me?" He pleaded as his hand run up and down my arm.

"I know it's nothing. It's happened before so I'm kind of use to it, I just dont know why this time it's so bad." I sighed and nuzzeled my head further into his chest. "Also, with the babies. Knowing everything is going to have to be doubled, that I am going to be twice as fat as I expected...hormones." I groaned.

"That is always your excuse." He chuckled.

"That is every girls excuse." I giggled.

"So what all have you cleaned?" He asked. I could sense the smile on his face even though I couldn't see him.

"Dishes, half of the floor, I rearanged the silverwear, cleaned out the fridge, I was thinking about polishing the counter top too but you came home too early."

"Wow, it is pretty bad this time isn't it?" I nodded. "You know it's just a picture. I don't even know the girl, she is a slut to be honest, and I don't really care at all for her. That's why I dumped my beer on her." I lifted my head away from him.

"You did not." I tried not to laugh.

"Oh, I did." he winked. I pecked his lips.

"And as for these two," he plaed both of his hands on my stomach, "don't worry about it. I'll make sure all three of you get fed properly, we will have all the stuff we need when the time comes and I don't care how fat you are I will always love you and you will always be my wife. Sorry." He smiled.

"Fiance." I corrected.

"Same difference." He said and kissed my lips. It was one of those soft kisses that was full of love, and nothing else. He suddenly pulled away and he had this weird look on his face.

"What?"

"Why don't we do something fun, you know to get you mind off of things?" He wiggled his eyes brows.

"Like what?" I asked again. All he did was smile and stand up before pulling me up with him.

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