“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

　　"Gage! Cmon lets go. We need to hustle!" I hear Lewis calling out to me.


　　I cuss. "Why isn't she picking up?" I ask myself as I walk inside the plane and settled myself on a vacant chair.


　　"Where's your little girlfriend Harreh?" Peter asked me as he takes the seat across mine.


　　I glared at him. "She isn't." I snapped.?


　　I tried calling her again for the nth time but she isn't picking me up and answering my messages. I wonder where in hell she is. Ryan told me she left him alone last night at the club.


　　Fuck, maybe she waited that long that's why she's mad at me. I thought.


　　I should've went down to party with her and maybe took her to the VIP section so she could at least join my kind of crowd. But all those women were so distracting and they were all too hot and tempting me. I couldn't resist. They didn't want to let me go even if I want to.


　　Fuck, she was all over me last night.


CHAPTER 81 : "Done"