“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

　　He pulled his head up to me when he heard the sound of my bedroom door opening. "Well that was quite fast for a woman to get ready." He says to me as he stands from the couch.


　　Both of us walked out of my apartment and started heading out of the building. We got inside his car and he started to drive around New York. Dillion and I talked about things along the way, he said things about Dublin and how amazing it was to be there. I love how Dillion talks about his travels everywhere, how his work ended and who he worked with. I love how he randomly talks about it and it actually interests me. I guess because my course and his field are kind of the same. It kind of coincide.


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