“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 groan hearing Gage's voice as he moves me just to wake me up.


　　"Tate. Let's go. We need to go." He tells me again as he nuzzles his nose on my neck.


　　I push Gage off of me and pulled the blanket to cover my face. "Taaaate." He whines as he grabs my ankles and tickles my toes but I'm kicking him off, gently of course.


　　"Gage! I need more sleep. I'm so tired and I need more sleep. And I need more..." I trailed off as giggled. I pulled my blanket off my face, realizing that I'm repeating the words I've been saying to him.


　　He looks down at me smiling. "Get up. Please sleepyhead?"


　　I moved my head to the the clock next to me and it was still four in the morning. I travelled my eyes back at him, "Are you kidding me right now? It's four in the morning." I whine.


　　"We have a plane to catch. Please, get up. And get dressed." He pleads.


CHAPTER 65 : "Plane"