"I'd hate to tell you I was right," said Tom, "But I really was, wasn't I?"

It's true. Billy just ditched me like that. Sure, maybe I did make a mistake when I kissed Tom back, but for Billy to just end everything that we had just like that over a fucking kiss wasn't fair. Was it? I don't know anymore at this point. I'm so confused, and I didn't want to think about it at this point. Was the kiss worth our friendship?

"Shut up," I commanded. "You're not a saint either. After what you did to Billy with his girlfriend..."

Tom didn't answer immediately. He looked thoughtful. I guess he was thinking about what to say to me.

"Well... yeah. What I did was shitty. And even though I knew better, I still acted like a piece of shit. But I... do you know how difficult it was to see Billy and Emma together like that? Kissing and holding hands and whatnot in front of me. I was just sitting there and... I couldn't take it. I guess I was thinking, 'if I can't have him, nobody can,' which, now when I think about it, was very shitty."

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Me and Tom decided to meet in the same park I comforted Billy in. It felt wrong to be here with Tom and not Billy. Even though we were only here once, I considered this me and Billy's special place. Not me and... Tom's.

I understand Tom and why he did what he did.

"Look, I know I look like a horrible person in front of your eyes, but do you think... you can give me a chance?"

"A chance for what?" I asked. I have no idea what he was talking about.

"A real chance. If you know what I mean."

Oh, that kind of chance.

"Well, sure, but what if you try to ruin something for me the moment you feel jealous or something?" I asked.

"I won't. I promise. Just give me a chance, and I swear I'll prove you wrong."

Should I do this, or is this going to be a mistake?

"...Alright..." There, I said it. I hope shit doesn't hit the fan after this one word.

"Sweet! Can I... can I kiss you?" he asked sheepishly.

A smile appeared on my face. "Yeah. You can kiss me."

Tom stopped dead in his tracks, and in a second, he pulled my face towards his. The poor guy had to lean down as he was taller. The same height as Billy. I felt his warm lips press on mine. He bit my bottom lip, and out of surprise, I opened my mouth, giving him the chance to slip his tongue, battling with mine. Of course, he won. It felt nice to kiss in the park like that. The guy was good at making out.