“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

　　She pulled herself away from Adam but he suddenly shove his hand to Tate's hand. "I don't know why I ever let you go Tate. That's my biggest mistake."


　　I can't believe he's actually talking about that right now. My eyes moved to Tate and she's just looking at him with her lips forming into a small smile.


　　Tate suddenly cups his face. "You're still special to me Adam. You'll always be. And I told you I'll always be here for you." Those words makes me come to realize that Peter was right.


　　I don't even know why I'm still watching and listening them but my world stopped when he planted a kiss on Tate's forehead and tells her, "I know but it hurts that you're not mine anymore."


　　"You've had enough drinks for the night. You need to sleep it off." She tells him, not even mad that he kissed her forehead! Unbelievable.


CHAPTER 120 "Jealous" 2