“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 sigh heavily as I read the news online all about Gage. I watch recent photos of him too and it just makes me furious. He was just having dinner with me last night and now he left just like that.


　　Me: You didn't even tell me you were already back in London.


　　Gage: Sorry. Had to come back home ASAP. Something urgent happened.


　　Gage: It deals with the management so I can't tell you any other details sweetheart :( Things with them needs to always be confidential.


　　Me: It's fine. I'll talk to you later.


　　I walked out of the apartment to head to Wendy's. I want to get one free dinner slash visit the preggy, I wanna see how she's doing. She said her tummy's been aching lately, I think she's having trouble. I want to make sure that she's fine, I've been away for a while since I left for my Machu Picchu field trip. I have been worrying about her because I haven't seen her for days.


CHAPTER 129 : "Her"