I am sorry if this is bad but I am having a writers block and am just trying to update asap...

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After I came home from David's I felt not whole. Like something is missing and I know what it is... It is Simon. He went home, because he was at my house long enough. We both agreed to take it slow and that means we will see each other next week.

How am I going to survive this time without him? Don't think about him Amanda!!! You are torturing yourself. I walk into my living room after I changed into comfortable clothes and sit down on my couch.

I turn on the tv and switch trough the channels, looking for something to watch. God these days only shit is on tv. I turn my tv off again and walk into the kitchen. I grab myself some ice cream and walk into my bedroom. I sit down on my bed and begin to eat my ice cream.

After I ate the whole cup I feel more than just bad. Why are you doing this to your body Amanda? You know ice goes straight to your belly. I walk back down and throw the cup away. I walk back into my bedroom and change into a sports outfit.

I walk into my 'fitness'room and begin to work out. I need to get rid off the ice cream I just ate. I begin to sweat and my hair begins to get wet. I feel how I begin to breath harder and breathing gets more complicated.

I pick up the speed and ignore it. I am running on a treadmill and I never had problems with breathing before. I still ignore it and suddenly everything goes black and I hit my head pretty hard on something. Everything is black and turns in my head. I hear people talking to me and can't make out from where these voices come.

I begin to cry and only seconds later my sight begins to clear and I lie behind the treadmill. I grab my forehead and feel something wet. I look at my hand and see blood. God what the hell happened?

I try to stand up, but I feel dizzy so I decide to stay seated for a few more seconds. After I don't feel so dizzy anymore I slowly stand up and walk into my bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror and sigh. I have a big wound on my forehead and blood runs down the left side of my face.

I feel how I get dizzy again and try to hold onto something, but I fall backwards and hit 'the back of my head on my bath tub.

Simon's POV

I ring the doorbell on Amanda's front door, but she doesn't open. I know she is home. I forgot my phone on her couch and I need it for work... I ring again, but still nothing. I look under her doormath and find the spare key. Seriously Amanda? Under your doormath? You could have just left the door open. I shake my head and open her door. I walk inside and yell, "Amanda. Are you home?"

Nothing. Maybe she is out with friends or at work. But she didn't tell me that she had still some work to do... Nevermind. I walk over to where my handy lies and see her purse next to it. She needs to be home.

She never leaves without her purse. There are all her things inside and she would be lost without it. I get scared. What if something bad happened to my Mandy? I run up the stairs and into her bedroom. Nothing.

I see blood on her floor that leads to her bathroom and my heart skips a beat. I run into the bathroom, which is connected to her bedroom, and see her lying on the floor. I run over to her and want to hug her close and keep her safe, but I can't move her or I might make it worse. I call an ambulance as fast as possible and see that she only wears her sports bra and shorts. What the hell happened?

Without noticing I begin to cry and shake. I drop onto my knees next to her and take her hand in mine. I kiss it while I say, "Please god... make everything be alright." over and over again. Soon I hear the doorbell ring and I run down the stairs to open the door for the paramedics, which bring Amanda to the hospital.

I drive after them. More tears stream down my face. What if I never get to see Amanda smile again? What if I never get to kiss her again? I should have never let her leave without me! I should have stayed with her and I should have given a damn about taking things slow!

As soon as I arrive at the hospital I am brought in to a waiting room and am told to wait until the doctors have answers to my questions. I sit there and wait. Every minute feels like I a lifetime. After two and a half hour a doctor enters the room and smiles sad at me.

"Mr Cowell?"

"What is wrong with her?" I ask and look at him with tears in my eyes.

"Ms Holden hit her head pretty bad and that happened twice. She should have known that in her state sport will not do good," he says and I look at him confused.

"W-what state?"

"Y-You didn't know? Ms Holden is pregnant with twins. About four weeks," he says and it hits me like a train. She... she is pregnant with our twins. She didn't know either...

"Wow... That are huge news. She didn't know it either. She told me she felt a little bit weird but she thought she would be coming up with something."

"I guess she came up with something big," he says and smiles at me widely.

"Can I see her?"

He nods and brings me into her room. I sit at her bed and hold her hand for a few minutes and then she finally wakes up. I look into her eyes and all I see is confusion.

"You are finally awake my love," I say and kiss her forehead. She looks at me terrified and all she gets out is, "Who are you?"

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Ouhhhh cliffhanger. I hope you don't hate me. I hope you all like this update and I am sorry that it took me so long. I hope the next writers block comes with at least nine months pause from this one!!! Well, this is for all of you who wrote a lot of cliffhangers in the past days. Now I am back to annoy you with a cliffhanger of my own... (evil laugh)