Say You Want Me

Don't call me back

Valentine's Day came and Gaga took this opportunity to make a short trip with her friends to distract herself as she knew Bradley couldn't be near her. On the outside she seemed not to care, but deep down she felt a little too insecure in this new relationship she was drowning with all her desire.

"Today I want to drink until I forget my name." She laughs taking a big sip of whiskey, going to the porch and sitting on a couch with her bare back to the tattoo artist.

She had been tattooed so many times that she no longer felt the pain of the needles on her skin and this time it was even pleasurable. The idea of tattooing La Vie En Rose came up that morning as soon as she woke up, simply as a snap. That song had marked her deeply, the song that finally brought her and Bradley together on a new journey that completely changed her. I love him, she thinks distractedly as natural as the sunlight touching her legs. She doesn't care, she just feels it with all her heart. I love Bradley and I've never felt so fulfilled with this kind of feeling. It's so pure she wants to scream so loud until her voice runs out. Kinda silly, I know. She thinks to herself, smiling. But I can't stop.

"Won't you call him?" Sarah is sitting opposite her, fiddling with her cell phone and talking to friends around Stefani.

"No." Stefani shrugs. "He must be with Irina, but I sent them flowers anyway... I don't want to disturb them." She laughs absorbed in alcohol.

"What?" Sarah chokes. "I can't believe you sent her flowers too... Girl, your mind!" Sarah laughs.

"Of course I did. I only hate her because she can have him all the time, but other than that she's sweet." Gaga raises an eyebrow wryly.

"Girl..." Sarah shakes her head and notices Stefani's cell phone ringing. "Oh, it must be him!" She almost screams.

Gaga feels her heart skip a beat. Is it him? He should be with Irina! She tries to disguise her rush to get the phone, but fails miserably. Her excitement ends when she reads Christian on the screen.

"Ugh, here we go." She rolls her eyes and shows Sarah her cell phone, answering it shortly thereafter. "What you want?"

"Uh... Hello to you too, Stef. How are you?"

"I'm great. What do you want?" She repeats the question. "I'm busy."

"I want to talk." Stefani hears him take a deep breath. "Please."

"About what?"

"Us." He says in a tone that sounds more like question than a statement. Stefani pulls the phone away from her ear for a moment and wonders if she should hang up and continue her day as if nothing has happened. She already had too many problems to solve and Christian was certainly not one of them.

"Chris, look, I'm moving on. You should do the same."

"You know he'll never be with you, do you?" He throws the question in the air and Gaga can almost see the words floating in front of her. She opens her mouth to speak, but the answer doesn't appear. The question clings to some part of her, even if she doesn't want to. "It's too risky and he won't be brave enough to fight for you."

"Yeah, thanks for letting me know. I really appreciate it, but now I have to go. Please don't call me again." She struggles to say it without letting her voice shake with the tears that were stuck in her throat. "Bye."

Stefani throws her phone away and takes another glass of whiskey. Funny how he said he wanted to talk about us but still talked about Bradley.

"Fuck you" she mutters to her cell phone in response to Christian and Sarah notices her friend's serious countenance.

"What did he say?"

"Just childish things, like he always did." Gaga looks to the other side without wanting to give details to Sarah. The sky was burning with the beautiful sunset. How she wished Bradley were there with her to say that her ex fiance was wrong. But he wasn't there. And would he be if it wasn't for Irina?

The day flew by and Gaga found herself on one of the living room couches laughing with a joke. It was nighttime and she was trying to pretend she wasn't worried about Bradley, by the way, he didn't even talk to her on Valentine's Day.

"Hey guys, I'm going upstairs... Did someone talk to Bradley today?"

Everyone shakes their heads no.

"He didn't call you?" Freddy asks.

"No, but it's ok" Stefani laughs. "It's not like I've been expecting anything from him... I'll be right back."

She runs up the stairs and her smile fades and the room starts to spin. What the fuck is going on? She wonders unsure if she was annoyed that Bradley hadn't called, or the jealousy that came over her every time she thought he was with Irina and not with her. On impulse she dials his number on her phone and clicks the green button, throwing herself on the bed and taking off her shoes.

He doesn't answer and the call is ended.

"FUCKING MEN!" She screams angrily kicking a pillow and taking a deep breath. Fuck, I'm so in love and he can't even answer my calls on Valentine's day.

Stefani doesn't give up and call again, now seeing the moon watching through the balcony curtains almost like she was laughing about how Gaga was a mess. Bradley answers on the fourth ring.

"I hate you" is the first thing she says.

"Hey Stef..." She hears his hurried footsteps and then a door being closed. "Happy Valentine's Day... Uh... How are you doing? Sorry I didn't send you a gift, but you didn't let me know where you would be so I think we'll have to have dinner together." He laughs. "By the way, I loved the flowers. Thank you."

Stefani rolls her eyes.

"How do you think I am? I'm so drunk but hey, I got a tattoo to mark our story on me, so... and what dinner? I don't want dinner Bradley, I want to fuck you. That's what I want." She runs over the words in the sentences.

"Wow! Calm down, Miss Germanotta. We don't have time for this now, but you know... I can arrange..."

"Where are you?" She cuts him off.

"Uh... I'm in a restaurant with Irina."

"Oh, I'm hating you even more. That's not fair!" Stefani takes a deep breath and rolls over in bed, so drunk she could literally say anything.

"Sorry babe..."

"Don't call me that, not when you're with your fucking girlfriend. Anyway, I called to say I miss you and since you're not here... well then I'll have to deal with myself tonight." She laughs and then poutes. "All alone."

She hears nothing on the other end of the line. Bradley was already imagining the right scene for what Stefani had just said.

"But don't worry" Gaga continues. "I'll be thinking about you."

"Stefani..." She hears Bradley sigh. He tries with all his strength to get rid of the images of Gaga touching herself appearing in his mind, this wasn't the right time. Irina was waiting for him outside the restroom.

"Yeah" she moans slightly, laughing in amusement. "Calling my name just like that."

"Let me hear you." Bradley asks almost begging. Stefani laughs louder.

"Do you think I'm that easy? You'll have to fight for me, my love... And by the way, Irina is waiting for you. When you go to sleep with her tonight, imagine me moaning in your ear."

"Now I'm hating you." Bradley laughs having fun.

"Tell Irina I said hi. Bye, B. Don't call me back." Gaga chuckles and hangs up the phone. Bradley messed with the wrong woman if he thought he could fool her into being with another. He'd have to earn it from now on.

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do you guys like the naughty stefani or should i keep things more serious?

i hope you liked this chapter <3