“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 began to pick my clothes from the floor while I watch Gage dressing himself up again. He pulled his hair back as he puts them in a bun, so easily. I put my clothes back on myself while I try to fix my hair too.


　　"Mine." He answers as he puts his shirt back on him. "Each of us has our own rooms aside from the group's dressing room." He adds.


　　"Can we turn on the light so I can see what you have in here?" I ask curiously.


CHAPTER 75 : "Favor"