Elliot and I have been hanging out after school for a few weeks now.

And it's not just sex, I mean yeah a lot of it is sex but we hang out and do other stuff too.

We just went over to his apartment the other day and cuddled on the couch to watch a movie movie together, before fucking right there on his couch, but that's besides the point.

My point is that we've been hanging out a lot more now, and he hasn't mentioned anything about making what we have official.

I mean what are we? Dating? Friends? Fuck buddies?

I know I have to clear this up, with him, sometime but I just don't know how.

Today was the weekend thank goodness, so I got to leave campus whenever I wanted.

Elliot texted me that he wanted to meet up for lunch and then head back to his place.

That sounded good to me, I could really go for some food right now.

I walked to the little outdoor cafe down the road where he wanted to meet up.

He wasn't there yet so I decided to wait at a table.

After a while I suddenly felt strong, caring arms circle around my waist.

"Hey beautiful" he whispered

"Hey you" I said back and kissed him softly on the lips.

"Have you ordered yet?" He asked.

I shook my head "Not yet, I was waiting for you" I told him.

He sat down across from me and looked at the menu.

This place is kind of a sandwich joint so that was mainly what they served here.

They placed their small restaurant by the campus for a reason.

Hello? What does food attract more than hungry college kids?

I looked at their menu and decided to order a small fried chicken sandwich.

Elliot decided to order a meaty sub.

We placed our orders and waited.

He reached for my hand across the table "how's your book coming?" He asked.

I shrugged. "Finished it. Onto book 2" I smiled "how's yours?" I teased.

He grinned and laughed slightly "Skipped right to the good stuff and finished it the day you found me reading it" he told me.

I laughed and nodded a long "so it was good huh?" He shrugged.

"I don't know, I didn't read the plot, just the sexy stuff" I laughed at him, I knew he was only reading it to pick on me, but I found it funny.

One of the employees came by to give us our lunch.

We thanked her and rather than eating there, we headed back to Elliot's apartment.

We walked in and I immediately found the little kitchen island that I loved to sit at and read.

I sat my food down and took off my sweater before sitting down.

Elliot walked to the fridge to grab us some drinks before sitting down across from me at the island.

He smiled at me. "Bon appetit"

We ate our food and chatted for a bit before deciding to relax on the couch.

We sat and watched a movie for a bit before Elliot left to use the bathroom.

He left his phone, I'm not a snoop but after his phone vibrated for the fourth time from messages, I knew I had to check it.

I grabbed his phone and looked through the messages.

It was another girl, someone with the name Stephanie.

Meet me for lunch tomorrow?

I read one of her texts.

Huh? Meeting for lunch? Kinda like we did today. I wondered what else he did with this girl that he's also been doing with me.

I read another one of her texts.

I had fun last time, should definitely do that again. Missed you!

What did they do that was so fun? I had a few ideas.

Also how long have they known each other for her to miss him?

I sat his phone back down and crossed my arms in anger.

Elliot came back into the room.

"Ahh shit I missed the ending" he sighed and sat back down next to me.

"Yeah I'm sure that's all you missed" I said in an angry, sarcastic tone.

"What's wrong baby?" He asked and put his arm around my shoulders.

I pushed it away and stood up, ready to yell at him.

"Don't you 'baby' me! Who the fuck is Stephanie?" I asked.

"Stephanie?" He looked confused "you went through my phone?" He asked angrily.

"That's not the point! You've been sneaking around with some other chic while we've been together!' I yelled.

"Morgan we've hung out for like a week, that doesn't mean we're together." He told me.

"Then what are we, just fuck buddies? Is that all I am to you? Just a good fuck?" I asked suddenly losing the anger in my voice as it was replaced with sadness.

He didn't answer, instead he just looked at me with a nervous, confused expression.

"Good to know that's all you think of me" I said sadly and grabbed my stuff before running out the door.