“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

　　Well, it's always fantastic with Gage.


　　Sex with Gage is always the bomb.


　　I lay my naked self next to a naked Gage. We were on top of my bed while my white-colored blanket was the only thing that covered us. His arm was under my neck and I was looking up to him while he was in his deep sleep. He's so handsome, dangerously and deadly handsome. Undeniably a fact.


　　It was already five in the morning on my digital clock as I take a glance at it and to be honest I was glad that I woke up earlier than him. He's leaving for London this afternoon, and I don't know when I'll see him again. He mentioned to me that he's going to L.A for a friend's party I'm sure it involves Nadine.


CHAPTER 53 : "Big News"