“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

　　He looks at me under his lashes, "You're wondering about what?"


　　"I hope your girlfriend won't mind us having lunch and dinner together."


　　He grins then wiped the corner of his lips with the table napkin. "I haven't been seeing anyone lately. So I think no one will get mad at me if I go out with you."


　　"Are you seeing someone?" He asks me so seriously.


　　"I've been single for seven months." I smile sheepishly at him.


　　"Well I've been single for a year now."


　　I can't believe he's single. A year? A whole year? He's really actually single. He's been single for one year. That's something hard to believe.


　　"Why do you seem surprised?" He ask.


　　"Well, because you look like you're a nice man. You're a college graduate. You're fun to be with. You're very goodlooking and you're definitely hot." I say with all honesty and casually.


CHAPTER 20 "Dinner" 2