You Can Call me

13 : "Feb. Thirteen"

G A G E

"Thank you." I said to the crew after I got my huge handbag with me. I quickly got inside the black tinted car before someone would notice me.

When we drove out of the airport, I rested my head on the backrest while my driver was driving me to my penthouse. I only have one day and a half before I go to Melbourne for OTRA so I need to see her. I really wanna see her. I wanna surprise her that I'm Gage Stockholm.

Nobody knew I came here in New York and they were expecting that I'll be in Los Angeles to see Nadine. Aside from meeting this girl I met from Omegle, I came back here also in hopes to see that girl again, that girl from my private party. I wanna see her again but I just don't know where I would find her.

Finally, we arrived at the hotel and I was guided inside by my bodyguard as we go through the lobby while people were beginning to notice me. Sam grabbed my keycard from the front desk and we quickly paved our way to the elevator. When we got to my floor,  I grabbed my stuff with me.

"Thanks Sam." I say.

"Anytime Gage. If you want anything, call me. I'll be coming here right away."

I smile. "Thanks."

I unlocked my room and once I settled myself inside my penthouse, I sat down on the couch right away. I pulled my phone out and got on kik.

EdwardBlack1794: knock knock :)

To be honest, I don't really use my kik account because I'm so busy on tour and it just sits here inside my phone. But when I met this girl from Omegle, I can't seem to stop talking with her on kik. And it's a first that I've talked to a random stranger for this long when I don't even use my phone for texting. I'm a lazy texter but she makes me wanna keep on responding to her no matter how odd our topics are going to go.

She's fun to talk to. She entertains me so much and her jokes are as corny as mine. She's very chill and relaxed. She's so honest too. There's sense when we talk about something serious and it's weird because she's only 18 but she talks like she knows a lot about in life. And she likes Gage Stockholm. She likes me. She was even hurt when she heard that I was seeing Nadine and I felt bad. I was surprised when she said she didn't wanted to hate on Nadine just because she's seeing me. Unlike my other fans who usually hates to death all the women who are photographed with me.

She's different which I liked about her.

tate_kvngh: who's there? :)

I smile when she instantly responded.

EdwardBlack1794: New York

tate_kvngh: New York who?

I stood from the couch, walked out of the balcony and took a quick photo of the city lights of New York that were below me. I sent it to her.

EdwardBlack1794: I'm in New York cupcake :)

tate_kvngh: was that an actual joke???

EdwardBlack1794: No.

EdwardBlack1794: I wanna finally see you

tate_kvngh: OMFG. holy s**t. Is this a prank??? I S2G if this is a prank, I'll stop replying to you!!

EdwardBlack1794: it's not. I just arrived in New York about minutes ago. Now where are you? I wanna pick you up.

tate_kvngh: you said you were in Brisbane right? How come you're in New York all of a sudden? What's going on?????

I walk back inside and began to take off my coat as I placed it on the arm of the couch.

EdwardBlack1794: I was in Brisbane but I'm having three days off. I'm flying to Melbourne before February fifteenth.

EdwardBlack1794: please tell me we can meet up right now Tate. I know it's late but I wish we could finally see each other.

tate_kvngh: this is insane right now Eddie!

And yes I've been getting used to her calling me that everyday. It's like her thing, and I like it now.

EdwardBlack1794: I need your mobile number Tate. I want to call you right now.

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T A T E

"Oh f*****g great." I spit.

"What the f**k, Tate!" Monique walks back to her seat and joined me again. "I was waiting for you on the dance floor but you ditched me."

I flinched when my phone begins to vibrate. Edward was quick enough to began to call me on my phone after I sent him my number.

"Oh god. Oh god." I muffled while I placed my phone close to my chest.

"Are you okay?" She asks.

"I just need to take this call. I need to go to the bathroom. I'll be back here. Don't go anywhere please." I tell her.

I rushed my way to the female's bathroom and I don't know why I was nervous that he's calling me but my heart sure is thumping right now. And f**k, I know I should be nervous, this is the first he has ever called me since we began texting.

I exhale before answering it.

"Hello Tate." He greets me.

I think my panty just ripped itself.

That voice is already eargasmic. It was a bit husky, maybe a soft northern drawl and a bit deep. But he sounded quite relaxed. Laid-back.

He sounded so god damn sexy and yet he sounded so familiar too.

"E-Edward. Hi." I push my hair behind my ear.

I'm shy. I'm shy talking to him. Wtf?

"I'm sorry if I didn't tell you ahead of time that I was coming in New York. I just wanted to surprise you." He tells me.

I swear I've heard this voice.

"Well I am surprised." I chuckle nervously.

He chuckles under his throat. "It's pretty loud from where you are. You're at a party?"

"Yeah... I'm in a club... with my friend. Best friend." I stutter.

"Oh. I came at a wrong timing then."

I bite my lower lip.

"I really wanna see you Tate. I wanna know how you look like. I'm kind of getting sick of seeing your cute kitten as the display photo on kik."

I chuckle. "But you could've just told me your Twitter account, Edward. We could've followed each other there. You could've seen how I looked like. Not this way."

"You will not believe me if we go on Twitter. So, you don't want me to see you right now?"

I sigh heavily. "Im at Club 54. I'm with my best friend so I can't go anywhere other than here. I can't leave her. She's.... kind of hurt over some things so I can't go anywhere you want me to. The club's throwing this huge masquerade party before Valentine's Day."

"Masquerade?" He asks.

"Yes. They give out masks when you go in so you don't have to worry about bringing one with you." I tell him.

"Perfect." He said under his breath. I don't know what that means but I'm nervous as s**t.

I try to calm my heartbeat down. "Will you be here Edward?" I ask.

Of course I wanna see him too but this is very unexpected him. I didn't actually know he would even do this. He's so eager to finally meet me.

"Yes Tate. I will be there." He tells me.

I bent my head down and felt my lips beginning to smile. "Alright. Call me."

"See you."

I hang up and exhale heavily out from my mouth. I stand in front of the mirror, take my mask off and I kept my eyes glued on my reflection.

"Why are you so nervous? Didn't you want to meet him already? You've been wanting to see how he looked like right? Now why do you feel like you're backing out?" I ask me.

I begin to walk out of the bathroom and searched for Monique. I went back to where I left her and she looked at me a did she's annoyed.

"Tell me what the hell is wrong with you exactly Tate?" She asks me.

She looks at me eagerly.

"Do you remember that British guy I told you before? The one I met on Omegle?" I ask her.

She nods. "Yeah, why?"

"He's here."

She gapes. "What the actual f**k did you mean by he's here? Like he's here here?"

"Here. Here in New York. He just arrived in New York a few minutes ago. WTF."

Her mouth was still open. "Holy f**k!"

She looks back at me again. "Did he flew all the way here from England just to see you?!"

"I don't know. He didn't say anything regarding that. I don't wanna see him right now. Not here. I'm not ready to see him personally Nique. What if he's... What if he's an old man? What if he's not what I imagined him to be? What if he's not hot? What if he's not handsome? What if he's the total opposite of what I thought he looked like?"

"Tate." She snapped.

I exhale heavily.

"He came here in New York to see you. Obviously he did. So what if he's not handsome? If he's not what you thought he would look like? If he's not hot?" She arched an eyebrow at me.

"He flew here to New York Tate. God damn it. And that's f*****g sweet. Nobody has ever done that to me!" She tells me.

I grabbed her glass and finished the drink in one shot. "Hey you're paying for that." She tells me.

I lick my lips.

"You know what, you sit here and think about it. I'll just go back to those men over there." She pointed then waved at them.

"Since when did you meet them?" I ask her.

"They came over when I was alone. Thank you for leaving me a while ago by the way. You enjoy your time with Mr. Kik while I enjoy my time with them." She stands from her chair.

I grabbed her elbow. "Are you planning on taking five tonight? Are you insane?!"

She laughs. "What do you mean five? I only have three holes available."

I laugh at her.

"And I'm only eyeing on that blond dude over there. I'm definitely going to have s*x with him tonight. You wait and see." She smirks.

"Don't get too drunk. Don't forget some protection. And don't get lost please?" I worried.

She nods. "Yes mom." She answers sarcastically.

Monique finally left me and went to join to the table with five men and two women around it.

By eleven forty-five, I was still sitting here on where Monique left me. People were already getting drunk and dancing like crazy mofos. It's been fifteen minutes since he talked to me and I've been thinking about it too. I will meet him. I will talk to him. He's nice and I'm sure we'll have lots of nice things to say. Suddenly I jumped from my seat when my phone lit up before me.

Edward calling...

Oh s**t.

I picked my phone up, "Hello?" I caved in.

"Tate."

No guy has ever said my name as sexy as he says it. Damn Edward. Damn you.

"Im here." He adds.

My breathing hitched. He's here?

"I'm inside Club 54." He adds.

He's really here. He's inside the same bar as I am. My heart is pounding now. I feel like I'm about to have a heart attack on where I am siting down.

"Where are you?" I ask him while my eyes begin to look around the entire club.

I'm looking for a man who's holding a phone by his ear but I can't seem to see clearly because of the blinding lights inside the bar.

"What are you wearing Edward?" I ask again.

There was a complete silence between the two of us but I kept my eyes looking at a everyone. My eyes were scanning through the crowd.

"Are you the one sitting by the bartender counter?" He asks me.

My eyes widened and I froze when he found me.

"W-where are you?" I ask him, I gulped.

"Look up Tate."

Slowly, I pulled my head up just like what he instructed and I froze when I saw a tall man standing by the the second floor. He was all alone at the balcony with his phone placed against his ear as his elbows rested on the railings. He wore a white button up shirt and from here I can see he's wearing some black tight pants.

Is that really him?

"Do you want me to go there or you'll come up here with me?" He asks.

My brain can't think straight.

"I have a booth for us." He tells me.

My heart is pounding and pounding.

"I'll come up there." I answer softly.

"I'll be waiting."

I begin to stand from my seat and we both hang up. I walk up closer to the stairs but my eyes were glued to that tall man waiting for me by the balcony. When I was midway the staircase, I begin to feel my knees shaking, my hands are shaking too and I'm walking nervously closer to him. He placed both of his hands behind his back while he locks his eyes with me. His mask was black with gold lines on it. I can already see half from his face and that lips looked familiar.

When I was close enough to reach him, I begin to feel my panty in twists. I feel like my ass is eating my panty and my hands are actually cold. I finally stand before him and his hair was slicked back placed into a small man bun. He smiles at me. And he's pretty tall. He's towering over me.

"Tate." He tells me.

"Edward." I say, almost lost my voice.

He extended his hand to me but my eyes were hypnotized by his eyes. I can't seem to look away.

"You wanna stay here or you wanna be alone with me?" He asks.

"Why can't we wanna stay?" I ask.

"I can't. I'll explain to you when we're alone."

That voice.

Am I already drunk, hallucinating or does he really sound just like Gage Stockholm?

I glare at his huge hand extended to me.

"But my friend's here." I speak.

"She'll be ok. She can take care of herself." He kept glaring at the women from the table that was a few steps across us.

"We need to go, please." He begs.

I accept his hand anyway and we begin to stumble our way down the staircase. He was leading the way as we head out of the club. There was a black car with black tinted windows that was parked right in front of Club 54. He opened the door for me and I got inside first then he followed his way inside.

It felt like he was in a hurry upon leaving the place and he was in a hurry upon getting inside the car too. He was sitting right across me and the car was beginning to move but it was too dark to see a clearer view of him.

He looks at me, "What do you look like without the mask on?" I ask him.

He bends his head down and I could see him taking it off then puts it down. I bite my lip while he switches a button that made the lights turn on.

I gaped with who I saw. "Gage?" I ask in disbelief.