“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

　　Once Gage and I were inside the hospital room, we were both quiet at first. Sam was left outside of it, standing right in front of the door making sure that no other people would listen, eavesdrop and videotape us again talking inside.? I watch as Gage sit on the couch then my eyes travelled at how marvelous the hospital room looked. It didn't look like I was in a hospital, it was even more hotel-looking. For a second, this room speaks for itself how expensive this place might be. For a second, I totally forgot that I wasn't in a hotel.


　　"Don't worry, I placed it under your name." He begins to talk.


　　"What are you talking about?" I ask Gage.


　　"The hospital bill. I placed it under your name just in case people will see through it." He smiles while he rubs the couch.


　　He pulled his head up and bore his beautiful green eyes at me. "Sit with me?" He asks.


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