“You can call me when you’re lonely. I’ll be your temporary fix.”

Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but s*x and I wanted nothing more than to.

I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again.

He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand, and conquering all over the world in the other.

Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show me how to love.

You Can Call Me

　　Gage grabs two square-shaped glasses, placing some ice in it and started pouring some Johnnie Walker. We drank it together too and I didn't know that Gage Stockholm was a massive alcohol drinker. I don't remember if Monique didn't tell me about this or maybe I missed hearing this one out or maybe she forgot to mention it but I was surprised that Gage Stockholm loves to drink.


　　I whooped. "Pour it up." I dared.


　　He refills my glass and his glass again. We clinked our glasses and chugged it all down. I think my face grimaced because of the after taste.


　　Gage chuckles. "I love that face you make when you drink strong liquor." He says.


　　I cough once. "I feel my throat burning."


　　I stand from my bar stool and walked around the counter, standing next to him.


　　"Teach me how to mix drinks." I tell him.


　　"I'm not good. I only know the basics."


　　"It's ok. I just wanna know the basics so I can show it off to my friends." I smiled.


CHAPTER11: "Doses & Mimosas"