Two and a half hours later, I groggily wake up. The first thing I see is my phone blinking green. I squint my eyes trying to adject to the light. I click into my messages, and notice I have one from Stephen and another from Kyla. I first click onto Stephen's text message.

StephenJ. Is Bae😍💕: Hey baby. Yeah I'm free right now. Why? You coming out here to see me? 😏😁

I had to laugh, he was just so corny. But that's what I liked about him. He always made me laugh. But I do wish I could go, and see him.

You: Cool. I wish I could. I would like too, but sadly no handsome. I know this might sound weird, but are you willing to meet my friend. She's also in Barcelona. Lol I can't meet you, so she can for me. 😑😊

I sigh wishing I could go see him myself. But that wasn't the case right now. My phone dings telling me he texted me back.

StephenJ. Is Bae😍💕: Oh..are you setting me up with her?😐

You: Noooo! Stephen, I couldn't possibly do that. I like you way too much, but my friend is a little overprotective and thinks your lying to me.

StephenJ. Is Bae😍💕: Lying to you? How?

You: Um..don't get mad. But I told her that I was talking to you.😩

I wait for his reply, but he doesn't reply right away. I knew he wasn't happy with me. But what was I suppose to do? Keep it a secret. Was I just a secret?

StephenJ. Is Bae😍💕: You did? And you want me to meet her, because she thinks I'm lying to you. Honesty, I don't have to prove myself to anyone of you. We may text, but that's about it.

My heart felt like it shattered into a million of tiny pieces. A flood of tears continuously streams down my face. I knew I was nothing to him. I was just someone he could mess around with. He's a liar. I don't bother replying back to him. Changing his contact name once again, so I knew to never text him again.

I don't even bother replying to Kyla. We were done anyways, it made no sense to text her. Putting my phone down, I cover my face with my hands. This is why I never bothered with guys.

Just because he was this hot model, didn't mean he wasn't the same. Startling me from my pity on myself, my phone rings. Picking it up through watery eyes I answer it.

"H-Hello" I whisper sobbing. I try holding in my sobs, but they just escape my lips.

"____?" A thick husky English accent rings in my ear. My sobbing comes to a halt, wiping my tears away I take a deep breath.

"Why are you calling me, Stephen?" I mutter with an attitude. I was pissed off at him. I didn't even want to talk to him anymore. He hurt me. I was already feeling like I wasn't good enough for him, but he just confirmed that to me today. I could never be with someone like him.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I never meant what I texted you. I was just upset..but I should have known better. Your right to have your doubts, and I'm willing to meet your friend. Just send me her number, and we'll meet for you sweetheart. But I really want to see you some day." He confess.

I smile wiping one of my fallen tears from my face. He was actually being sincere. But I did understand his conflict. He was a model. At that a famous model, he couldn't just walk in public and not be followed. I didn't take his feelings into consideration.

"I'm sorry too. You really don't need to go if you don't want too. I know your busy.. Stephen I think we should just be frien-" Being interrupted, he cuts me off from what I'm about to say.

"No. I want to go..and no we are not being friends. I want you, ____. I will find a way to see you. And you don't need to apologize, this is my fault. I made you cry, and I'm sorry. I must be an ass to you now." He sighs.

I bite my inner cheek, I was still mad at him. But I was willing to forgive him. We were all humans, and we did make mistakes. And to be honest I wanted him to meet her. I was also glad that he wanted to be more then friends with me. A smile spreads across my lips, and my tears dry out on my face.

"Haha..oh Stephen. I forgive you. But I am sorry. I should have asked if it was okay first. I don't want you to think I only like you, because of who you are. Before even knowing who you were, I was already falling for you. I just don't want to be a secret." I explain.

"Really, you don't need to be sorry. I overreacted. And trust me sweetheart your not a secret." My cheeks heat up, and I was blushing hard. He just knew all the right things to say.

"I'm speechless..haha. We're not even a couple, and we already had our first fight." I laugh.

His sexy laugh echos through my ears. He just sounded so sexy. "That's true. But who said we aren't a couple?" My heart drops, and I can't even breath. Did he really just say that? But we weren't. It's not like he asked me.

"_____?" My thoughts disappear, and I focus back on him.

"Yeah. But we're not a couple." I sigh.

"Not officially, but in due time sweetheart. But send me her number, so I can meet up with her." My thoughts were just running like crazy. He wanted a relationship with me? Maybe this was my chance at happiness.

"Okay. I'll sent it to you, and we'll talk later." I reply.

We say our goodbyes, and I hang up the phone. I sent him her number, and then go into her text messages.

You: Hey! Sorry for the late reply. I took a nap, and just got your text. But Stephen said he'll meet with you. He's going to text you.

Right away I get a text back from her. She knew how much this meant to me.

Bestie💖: Yeah. I got his text. We're going to meet at some restaurant. I'll text you when I get there.

You: Take a picture of him please. 😞😙

Bestie💖: Will do. 😘

I put my phone on its charger, it was already on 30%. I walk out of my room, back into the living room. I decide to make myself something to eat, so I head over to the kitchen.