3 May 2017
Auckland, New Zealand
Richelle Smith
"Is he actually a better kisser than me?" Jason asks as he drives me home. "What?!" I say and laugh. Now I'm alone with Jason, it almost feels like I'm getting the tension out of my body by laughing.
"Who's a better kisser?" Jason asks again. "You really want me to answer this?" I ask confused and laugh slightly. "Alright I'll ask another question," he says, "does he taste the same as back in November?"
"I really don't know what you think we did," I say, "but we just went outside to get some fresh air." I don't laugh this time. "Oh," Jason says. I hear some kind of disappointment in his voice.
"I told him we can't be together," I say after a while of silence. "Why?" Jason asks surprised. "Because I can't," I say, "I don't want to be wit
