~Lola~

When Mason showed up out of nowhere, I felt like a deer that had been startled by a headlight. Mason and I shared a kiss, but we’ve never brought it up in conversation since then. I am confused. Call me stupid for leaving Dante in that situation; I didn’t want Mason to think otherwise. I shouldn’t have to worry about how he feels, but Mason was there for me when Dante wasn't. I can’t just disregard him like he’s garbage, but there is this question that won’t leave me alone and keeps nagging at me: "Do I really like Mason that way, or was it the kiss because it...