All those conversations are the secrets that I keep though it makes no sense to me. (One Direction)

He was speechless. I didn’t regret telling him though. I refused to lie to him.

“Are you messing with me?”

I shook my head.

“I wish I was but that is my life.”

“So why do you go to church?”

I shrugged. “Why not?”

“You’re a criminal.”

“But I want to be good.”

He smiled this endearing little smile and, perhaps foolishly, I believed I could be good or at least better.