Perfect

"Let's not meet again after this. Have sex with me, take my virginity, and then let's forget about tonight. We can move on in each other's life tomorrow," I negotiated with so much certainty.

I was too defective to allow other people to love or even care for me. I always avoided the attachment so I can save the people around me from being hurt big time. Let us just say I was a burning flame and any moth who would attempt to come close would surely burn.

This was also my way of living this life with lesser pain. I mean, the less people I love, the easier it is for me to get by. Maybe when the time comes that death comes to me, it would be easier to leave. I saw it to my mother already— I know what to do if my prosopagnosia or cancer fuck me up.

Aside from Bailey and my parents, I never valued anyone.

So, starting something like a flirtatious one-night-stand with this rockstar would not fire back at me, right? I mean, I don't want anything to happen to the two