I suddenly heard faint voices seeping into the quiet room. I wasn't sure who the voices belong to and I wasn't sure what they were talking about. All I wanted to do was turn over in the bed and go back to sleep, but not before I cuddle closer into Nathan. I reached my hand out and tried to feel for a part of Nathan. Though, when I couldn't feel his body nor warmth at all, I slowly opened up my eyes then sat up. I rubbed at my eyes and blinked a couple times to get them used to being open before I looked around the room, wondering where Nathan went. He wasn't in his bathroom and he definitely wasn't in the bed next to me.

Though, my question has finally been answered when I heard shouting outside the door.

"Nathan! You couldn't do this ONE single thing for me?" His mom asked, shouting.

"Mom, I already told you I can't and can you please keep it down? Simon is still sleeping." Nathan said, shouting back.

"Oh right. I forgot he spent the night here." She said then sighed.

Suddenly, I felt a nervous tickle in the pit of my stomach.

She...knows?

No. She couldn't. She probably just thinks that we both decided to have a sleepover at his house. Not...have sex.

"Anyways, I'm sorry, but I don't have time." Nathan said.

"Why don't you have time, Nathan?" His mom asked, raising her voice again.

"God, mom! What? You want me to abandon Simon? He's my guest you know. I should at least see him home." He said, raising his voice back.

"Ugh. Fine, Nathan. Go handle your business with Simon." She said then suddenly, I heard a pair of footsteps walking away and another pair of footsteps making their way towards the bedroom door.

I watched the door open to see Nathan coming inside then he closed the door behind him. I looked him over. He had messy bed hair and was only wearing a pair of grey sweatpants. He sighed as he walked over to my side of the bed then sat down on it, looking at me.

"Sorry about that. You heard us shouting huh?"

I nodded.

"Ah..." He scratched his head.

"I told her to keep quiet, but she likes to raise her voice so..."

"Um..." I started. I had to know if his mom knew about us sleeping together last night.

"Does your mom...I mean...did you tell her..."

Nathan looked at me then smiled softly.

"When she woke me up this morning, I told her you stayed over."

I slowly nodded, still not understanding if she knew or not. Nathan must've saw the confusion on my face because he chuckled softly and continued.

"Yeah, she knows that you stayed over. Plus, it was kinda obvious since when she woke me up, I didn't think to put on pants first so when I opened the door, I was naked."

Suddenly, I felt my cheeks turn hot. I don't mind that Nathan has this relaxed relationship with his mom where he can tell her that he has someone staying over and she's completely cool with it, but it sorta makes me feel uncomfortable since I know that my parents wouldn't act the same.

"Anyways, enough about that. Wanna head to the diner and grab some breakfast?" He asked.

I nodded with a slight smile then we both got up and headed to the bathroom to shower. Together of course.

...

When we got to the diner, we sat at a booth as usual and ordered our breakfast. I ordered orange juice with bacon, eggs and toast and Nathan also ordered orange juice with a stack of pancakes. When the waitress walked away after taking our order and menus, we just sat there. I quietly looked around the diner, taking in my surroundings before looking back at Nathan, watching him look out the window.

The sun hit Nathan and made him look magical. It made him seem...more attractive and that's when I started to feel my heart beat faster. I still wasn't sure when I should tell him that I love him. I still don't even know how he feels about me. Yeah, we flirt. Yeah, we kiss. Yeah, we sleep together, but that doesn't mean we're dating right? Most people would call that being friends with benefits where two people sleep together and act flirty to each other, but there's no strings attached. They can date whoever they want and do whatever they want without putting labels on anything as long as they still sleep together. To be honest, I don't mind having that kind of relationship with Nathan, but deep down inside me, I want something more.

I want...I want us to be boyfriends. I want us to always call and text and go on dates and tell people that we're dating. Well, maybe not that last part. I don't need any added pressure from Matt about being gay. Plus my parents think I'm straight. Or at least I think they do. Maybe I shouldn't tell Nathan then and we can just keep having this secret relationship that we're having.

Finally, the waitress brought our food and I was thankful for that since I can stop thinking about my feelings and focus on eating. I dug into my food and quietly watched as Nathan poured syrup over his pancakes before cutting it into pieces then dug in.

"Mmm~" He moaned with a smile on his face then he looked at me.

"Want a bite?" He asked, after he chewed and swallowed.

"I..." I started then nodded.

Nathan grabbed a piece of the pancake then he held out the pancake to me. I hesitated, looking around the diner, wondering if anybody was watching us before I slowly moved forward and took the piece into my mouth. I started chewing and immediately felt the tasty sweet juice fill my mouth.

"Good huh?" He said.

I nodded, smiling before swallowing then went back to eating my food.

Do people who are friends with benefits do this too? Do they go out to eat and feed each other their food? Or do only couples do this?

...

We finally finished our food and Nathan paid then we got up and left the diner. As we were walking out, I caught sight of Matt with some girl. I quickly looked around, trying to find a place to hide when Matt called out to us.

"Well, look what we have here. You guys are coming out after having breakfast together?" Matt asked, smirking while the girl had her arm linked with him.

"Yeah. What about you?" Nathan asked.

"Same here." Matt said then he looked over at me.

"Hey, Simon. The mental hospital called, they want you back. Immediately." He joked.

I suddenly felt my heart pounding.

"I...It's called the mental institute..." I mumbled.

"Same diff." He said then looked at Nathan.

"Nathan, you better watch out for this Psycho or else he'll stab you in your sleep." He said, laughing then walked into the diner with the girl.

I kept my eyes on the ground as I felt Nathan's eyes bore into me then he walked over and reached out his hand.

"Hey..." He said, touching my shoulder.

I quickly slapped his hand away.

"L-leave me alone..." I said then I quickly tried to walk away, but Nathan came up to me and wrapped his arms around me from behind.

I stopped, dead in my tracks. My eyes slowly widen as I felt Nathan's warm body against me.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked.

I sighed with a shaky breath.

"I...used to be in a mental hospital..." I started.

"I...had problems at my old school and...Let's just say I pulled a knife on a guy and...I just started lashing out. My parents filled out forms and sent me to a mental institute. I was there for three months before they decided to let me go." I explained.

"I'm sorry. That must've been terrible." Nathan said, resting his chin on the top of my head.

"It...it was...I never want to go back there. I hated that they wanted to get inside my head. I hated the pills they forced on me. I hated...everybody."

Suddenly, Nathan spun me around and pulled me to his body, hugging me tightly. All I did was just stand there, shocked.

"You left didn't you? It's all over now. You're here. With me. I'll help you get over those painful memories okay?" He said then he pulled away and looked at me.

I slowly nodded. Nathan smiled then he kissed my forehead.

"Let's go take a walk." He said then he grabbed my hand and we both started walking away from the diner.

I told him...He knows now. And...I'm happy.