“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

　　I'm inside my classroom, looking at my teacher but I'm actually not listening at all to any of the discussion. I was doing little scribbles on my notebook but I wasn't really paying attention. It's been two days since Gage left and he's probably in Asia now.


　　Gage had left for Osaka Japan on the 23rd, and I was really devastated because I won't be seeing much of him for a week. An entire week. Even though he promised me that he will still check on me from time to time but it's different when I have him here. And I know it sounds selfish because he's not even my boyfriend but I couldn't get enough of him.


CHAPTER 45 : "Library"