No Strings Attached

A/N: Kawaii . Ü 

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PROLOGUE:

We end up in his place. In his condo unit.

We walked together, his hands in my waist. From the car to his room, that was our scene. He placed his hand at my shoulder some of the times and kiss me in my cheek.

We reached his room. 432.

He search for his keys in his pocket, but before he opened it, he ask me an unexpected question ...

"For you, K--KC. Whaat is lobe?" he's drunk. The smell of the liquor in his breath sucks. Eew.

"Love? It's just nothing but an emotional attachment to someone. If you come too close, you'll be sorry later on. Love is another term for the word 'game' - and those who deal with it seriously, are future losers." Yeah. I don't believe in fairy tales. Love is one of those.

"No." he looked at me straight ti the eyes. "Love is a string that attached two people together, creating a warmth feeling and the desire to protect each other, to cherish, and to be with forever ..." wth? It's not time to joke.

"Whatever. We're playing, right? So why don't we start -- now?" I almost didn't notice we're inside his room.

He carried me to bed like a little child, and I like it. I unbutton my blouse and started kissing him. He doesn't responded, but after a minute ..

He answer my kiss, deeper.

He's just another man I'll soon forget after a lil' while. After we make-out.

After we both compromise to our pleasures.

After we satisfy our lusts...

Love? It really sucks. I don't believe in happy endings. Those are nothing but an effin' lies.

Yeah. I'm Kristine.

I'm no slut -

but I f*ck out ...

And I only love one ..

... MYSELF !