“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

　　That night while Gage and I were busy watching some movies, I didn't even realize that he had already fallen asleep next to me. So I pulled the blanket up to his shoulders and turned off the tv. As soon as I shut it off, I heard Gage snoring slightly which just makes me smile because he's being too adorable.


　　I lay back down the bed and grabbed his phone from the side-table drawer. As soon as I see his lock screen, it made my lips smile even wider as I see our photo together. As much as I wanna see his messages, I think it's already invading of privacy and I trust him anyway no matter how much of a womanizer he is. I put his phone back down and grabbed mine only to notice that I've had a notification on Twitter.


CHAPTER 196 "Small Town" 2