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Niall stands up from the blanket. He brushed off his pants and offers his hand for assistance. I take it and he pulls me up. I help him pack the scenery up and put it into a bag off to the side. He takes my hand, once more, and intertwines our fingers. We make the short walk across the street to the Baskin Robbins. When we get to the front door, Niall opens the door for me. I thank him and enter, the scent of multiple ice cream flavors filling the room. Antique paintings decorate the plain white walls around the room. I walk over the back of the line. Niall follows and wraps his arms around my waist from behind. He rested his head on my shoulder.

"Which one are you gonna get?" He asked me.

"Probably cookies and cream. What are you going to get?"

"Mint chocolate chip. It's my favorite." Niall said, giving me a soft kiss on my neck.

"What size do you want? I'll get the ice cream if you get us seats." He said.

"Okay. Can I get a medium?"

"Sure baby. I'll be with you in a couple of minutes." Niall said, giving me one last kiss on the cheek. He lets go of my waist and I walk to a booth, blushing like crazy.

I find a booth at the corner of the ice cream parlor. I sit down so I'm facing the line. While waiting for Niall with our ice cream, I go on my phone, checking for any texts from my dad.

Dad: hey sweetheart! Hope everything is going good! I got called into work :(. The key is under the mat. See you soon! <3.

Awwww. I text him back, saying 'okay :)'. I lock my phone, setting it down on the table. The door of Baskin Robins flew open, causing me to look over to it.

"Dude I'm fucking starving." The familiar voice spoke.

It was the devil himself.

Derek.

His body looked more masculine than the last time I saw him. His muscles were easily noticeable by his tight black shirt. His blue jeans hugged the bottom half of his body tightly. Tattoos poked out of his shirt, covering the rest of both of his arms. A jaw line is now more present on his face than before. His friends look pretty much exactly like him; tatted and buff. Not going to lie, he looked pretty attractive.

One of his friends looks around the parlor and stops at me. He notices who I am and am gives Derek a tap on the shoulder. He points at my direction while whispering in his ear. Derek looks at me and gives me a devilish smirk.

"I got your ice cream." Niall said when he got to the table. He sets it in front of me and sits down in the booth.

"Are you okay babe?" He asked when he noticed my worries look and flushed face.

"I-it's nothing." I stutter.

"What's wrong?" Niall asked.

"It's okay it's nothing. Can we eat somewh-"

"Hey Samantha." Derek interrupts me. I ignore him by eating a spoonful of my ice cream. He pulls a chair from aside and pulls it to the edge of our table. He sits down, making himself comfortable. Niall notices who he is right away and gives him a glare.

"Oh c'mon babe. Don't you wanna say hi to me?" Derek whines. He grabbed my chin and I slapped his hand out of the way.

"C'mon baby don't be like that." Derek coos.

"Don't touch her." Niall finally pipes up.

"Who are you again? Neil?"

"It's Niall and I think you should leave and go fuck yourself."

"Oh little Irish boy finally found his voice. Don't you have homework to do?"

"Don't you have a STD to take care of?"

Oh shit. Go Niall.

Derek stands up from his chair. Niall shortly follows his actions.

"At least I'm not a fucking virgin."

"I'm not a virgin. And saying someone's a virgin isn't an insult. No wonder why you almost didn't graduate."

"Oh so you finally got fucked, Samantha. But with this Irish piece of bread? Was he even good? I would've been better." He said, giving me a smirk.

I've had enough of this.

"At least Niall is actually nice to me and doesn't treat me like how you treated me. And I'm still a virgin you asshole. I would've slept with you if you didn't try to fucking rape me." I yell standing up. By now, everyone is staring at us.

"Oh it's far from that, daring. Sadly for you, you never got to see. It's not too late." Derek said, winking at me.

"Watch your fucking mouth." Niall angrily said.

"What are you going to do about it, Irish?" Derek tempted.

"Derek, they aren't worth it." One of his friends said, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Zayn back off." Derek yelled at him, pushing him away forcefully.

"I'm sorry gentlemen, but I'm going to ask you to leave." The cashier shyly said. Derek looks at the young cashier and looks back at us.

"I'll see you later Samantha." He said, winking on the way out with his friends.

Niall and I sit down and eat our semi melted ice cream in silence. Why was Derek here anyway? I remember that one girl saying that they were going to hook up the other day. Did they actually do it?

"Are you okay?" Niall asked me. I nod and eat a spoonful of ice cream.

"No you're not." Niall sighed.

"I'm fine Niall." I warned. Niall sighed in defeat.

After we finished our desserts, Greg came and picked up. The ride to my house was dead silent with no contact at all. Not even an accidental touch when we went through a sharp turn. Greg gave Niall a look through the rear view mirror and Niall shook his head, probably signaling that he'll tell him later. Once Greg stopped at the front of my house, I thanked him and got out of the car. Niall followed quickly when I tried to get into the house without him stopping me. Unfortunately, he did.

He grabbed my arm gently, making me stop. I looked at him as he sighed. "Are we okay?"

"I said yes at the ice cream parlor."

"Well obviously you're not."

"I said I'm okay. I'm sorry I was quiet after he left. I just got tired okay?" I lied.

"I may not know you as much as I would like to, but I can tell when you're lying. Goodnight Sam." With that, Niall gives me a hug and goes back into Greg's car. The car drives out of the driveway, leaving me frozen on my doorstep.

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