“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 thought Gage and the other lads were off to a meeting with the management?" I ask, I honestly don't want her to come inside. I'm sure she's here to talk things with me about Gage and what I have with him.


　　"Can we talk? Preferably inside."


　　I take a deep breath in and widened my door for her. She walks inside while her eyes were looking at everything that was inside the suite. I carefully shut the door close and followed her to the living room.


　　"How was Cardiff?" She asks and sits down on the couch even if I didn't offer her to sit.


　　"I-It was fine. Thank you." I answer as I sit across her.


　　She nods. "I'm sure you had fun. Is Gage going to sleep here too or is he staying with his family tonight?"


　　I press my lips together and entwined my fingers to each other.


CHAPTER 173 : "Worries"