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Two weeks Later-

I was currently at the beach, where I was taking pictures of Jack. "Oh my gosh, is that Jack G!?" A random girl shouted. I thought it would be funny taking a picture of a fan, who was trying to take pictures of Jack.

She quickly kissed his cheek, and started squealing. Typical fan girls, and their obsession over normal human beings with talents. More girls began to tumble over him and I began laughing to the point that I tumble over myself.

I even get a little celebrity recognition. Girls asking me question on if Jack and I have a relationship, at which it was hard to deny. I was eventually able to get the girls away from him. His tank top was torn, so he removed it and I immediately looked at his chest.

I had to look away before he noticed, and made fun of me. His stomach grumbled awfully loud, so I decided we should take a break and get some lunch. "Where should we go?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Maddie?" He asked slightly hesitant. "Hmm?" He scratched the back of his neck, "Barbara and I aren't dating, I was just a little tipsy from the cocktails and drinks." Why was he telling me this? Did he think I cared? I mean I do care.

But why does he? Thoughts cramped my mind, and my mouth had a loss of words to say. "Oh." I decided to go with oh. Really? I mentally rolled my eyes at my self, and pointed to a burger shack. He both jogged over there.

But I had to trip in the freaking sand. Jack turned around and started laughing at me, like it was wipe out or something. I grabbed some sand and threw it at his bare chest. He reached his hand down to help me up.

But to his surprise, I dragged him down and he fell on me. I looked at him in his eyes, and I watched as he concentrated on my lips. He caressed my chin, and then I felt his stomach grumble. So, he got up off of me.

Why Mr.Stomach? You alway ruin people's lives with your constant aching, or cramps. I got up awkwardly and dusted my swimsuit cover up off. We finished our walk to the shack, and ordered out food.

"I'll have a double cheese burger, with curly fries, with a medium Cola please." I said. The man gave us our food, "Thank you, keep the change." We walked to Jacks silver cadillac, and decided to eat in his car. If we ate in public, we would have gained too much attention.

"Oh my god this is so good!" I food moaned at it's flavor. Jack chuckled a little. "Trust me I got something even better that will make you moan." He wiggled his eyebrows, and I threw the trash wrapper at him.

"What was that for?" He whined. "It's for being a dick." I giggled to myself. "The last time I came here, I was with my Grandma." I blurted out randomly. Jack smiled, "lucky you." I got confused so I turned to Jack, so he would explain.

"When I was little I was always taught to be independent. My mom was an alcoholic, and my dad was a workaholic. My mom was a great women. She just drank to get rid of her painful feeling of my dads infidelity. So, the only person I had was Jack, myself, and I."

I smiled sadly. "Well, when I was little I was forced to be independent. I lost my parents when I was 7, and my Grandmother was constantly sick. But, come to find out I have another mother, well, my real mother ditched me in the din." I rubbed his arm.

"So, at least your not alone." I stated, removing my hand from his arm. He nodded. I grabbed my camera, and took a picture of the burger wrapper. "What are you-" Jack asked before I interrupted. "Just saving good memories, so every time I see this picture I'll get hope."

"A hope for what?" Jack asked. I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know, a hope for making another memory." He smiled a little. "Can I make a memory?" He asked. I nodded and handed him the camera. He took a picture of my lips.

"What are you doing?" I asked. "Saving the memory of me kissing you." He said before leaning in, connecting our lips. He filled me with blissfulness, and amusement as he connected his lips. It wasn't a regular kiss, it was a sensational kiss. It was different, and was my very first one at that. I never had a real kiss.

When we broke apart, our eyes connected, making every moment last forever.

Now that, was one hell of a memory.
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Mmmm...it had to happen. I just had to do it. I really hope the people that are reading this enjoy this. Guys, I have something to say: give me some ideas for my story, if I like it, I'll add it.

Anyways...

Love you guys,
Jayla❤️