Memories that keep coming back.

Jamie is bright, optimistic and overly forgiving, when she gets out of therapy caused by her physically abusive ex she meets a new boy who she can trust but history has a way of repeating its self.


5. the Ice cream shop & sex talk.

Zayn and I leave the therapists office and I really can't believe this was my last day. "Let's go out to celebrate." Zayn says turning to me. "Ha ha Ok where?" I asked. "Let's go get some ice cream I know this really cute Little ice cream shop near by." He grabs my hand and I nod. "Wait! I don't have make up on or my hair done! what if your fans see us!?" I said becoming frantic since we are a thing now. "I'll just tell them we're friends... I know how much hate celebrity's girl friends can get." I nodded and we kissed, I could feel him smiling and I could feel my self starting to smile too. We finally got to the ice cream shop and once we walked in we were swarmed by a ton of screaming fans. "OMG CAN I GET YOUR AUTO GRAPH!? CAN I HAVE UR PIC OMG CAN I HAVE UR NUMBER!? WHO'S THIS GIRL?!?!?!?" and on and on and on they went... and Zayn took it as calmly as possible he sighed their note books and papers and even a girls forehead and he politely said they couldn't have his number and he took pictures with them but when I was brought up he simply went on to the next question, there was no denying he was good at this being famous thing. Soon they all were kicked out by the owner for being disruptive and Zayn and I were finally alone, we ordered our ice cream ,both chocolate, and waited for our orders. Zayn had to go to the rest room so he left and as I stood there and waited two girls came up to me and started yelling at me. "Who the hell do you think you are being with Zayn!? You're just a whore! You're worthless and gross what a skank! His fans are sooooo much prettier than you!" And soon I felt like I was in the basement again with John, him yelling at me telling me like I was nothing but I wasn't going to let these little hoe bags pull me down, I've been there and it's almost impossible to escape. "Could you repeat that? I couldn't hear you over the memory of the loud amazing sex Zayn and I had last night." They both gave me astonished jealous looks and I just stood up a little taller and stared them down until they walked away. "So loud amazing sex, eh?" I heard Zayn say from behind me and I got bright red and turned around to see him looking at me and smiling. "Oh yeah ha-ha..." I said again nervous for some reason. The woman gave us our ice cream we paid and started walking back to my flat because I needed clean clothes for his house. "So we had amazing sex?.." He said urging me to keep the subject up. "Zayn I don't think we should talk about that now I mean I'm not exactly the best at sex the only time I've had it is when..." My throat became raspy and I couldn't continue. "I understand babe." We got to the front door of my small 2 bedroom flat it was a modest house not to bad but nothing to take your breath away. "We should take it slow I understand you've been through so much and I don't want you to feel like i'm pushing you into this, I love you Jamie and i'll do anything for you, even if it's something simple like waiting for sex." I started blushing hard, I wanted to give Zayn what ever he wanted but I was afraid of what he would see... like the scars all over my body and how would I react to actually having real sex? I feel nervous like it would be my first time, that's exactly how I wanted to feel. I unlocked my door and kissed him.

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