Chapter 17

  He smiles back, damn those dimples I swear to God.

  "You say that you're going back to England?" I asked.

  "Yeah. For work."

  I nod. "Well I can't believe it's been years since you'd sing to thousands of people with the four other lads."

  He smiles. "Those were the days."

  Suddenly his phone started ringing. He quickly pulled it out from his pocket. "I'll take this call." He tells me.

  I nodded with a smile.

  "Hey honey." Hugo speaks to someone over the phone.

  Honey.

  My smile fades.

  I froze to the word honey. He's calling someone honey. Honey is a term of endearment. Of course it had to be someone special. It won't be his mom, would it? Is he taken? Is he dating someone? Oh my God, I didn't know he's taken.

  Why am I feeling sad?

  Why am I feeling depressed when I heard him calling someone honey over the phone?

  Jesus Christ, of course he has a girlfriend.