Lucy smiled victoriously as Keith drove away to the restaurant. He took a glance at her but then quickly looked back at the street.
“Why are you doing this?” Keith suddenly asked with a harsh tone.
Raising an eyebrow, she then asked him back. “Do what?”
“This... Following me to Paris, and be in the same freaking car with me. I’m sorry, I just can’t do this—“ Keith said.
Lucy grabbed his free hand. “Hey, don’t say like that. I like you, Keith. I know that you’re still confused about your feelings and all..”
“I like you too, Lucy. But as a friend, not more.” He told her bitterly. That is the most standard and horrible rejection she ever heard.
“But I DON’T WANT us to be just friends!?” Lucy retorted.
Damn, seems like this conversation is going to take longer time than the journ
