But Who's Counting?

Chapter Twenty-Nine: "Relationship status."

"All I know is, I absolutely don't want anybody else. I only want you. I don't want you to want anybody else either. I just love you and I'm not even exactly sure what love is but I do know when somebody asks me about 'someone I love' you're always the first person to come to mind. Just hearing your name can make a dozen of emotions go through me at once. Happiness, nervousness, sadness, and joy. All at once. It's a scary feeling, you know? Having your palms start to sweat but a wide smile break over your face when you hear some in particulars name. You're the reason I want to do better. You're the reason I want to improve myself and become a better person. I love you so much. I really want to claim you as mine but I can't because I don't even know where we stand. Petty hookups? Your hormones are wonky so we are just doing it? I know you love me, you've said it and meant it. I see the unknown emotion in your eyes. I just want you to be mine. I'd hate to se entourage with another man when I know I can make you happier. I've already decided it. You're mine. But am I yours? I can claim you all I want but at anytime, you could just as easily be going back to another guy."

"We can be whatever you want to be."

"So we can get married?"

My eyes snap to his, to see whether or not he's joking. I really can't tell but his tone makes me believe he isn't.

"I don't want to get married."

"I don't either.. at least not anytime soon." He admits, a frown overcoming his face. "So that's it? We're dating?"

"I'm yours and your mine."

"So we are dating?"

"I don't know. Exclusive friends? We only see each other but it isn't exactly a label?"

The more I think about it, that's too much to explain. I'll gladly go with the standard 'girlfriend' and 'boyfriend'. I just no longer agreed with the labels. It felt like such a weight holding you down, and if your significant other cheats, then it's like 'your girlfriend cheated on you'. I don't know if that makes sense but you get the gimps of it.

"So you're mine, and I'm yours, just no label."

"Yeah. Are you okay with that?"

"Only if it means your exclusively mine. All of you. Mind, heart, body, soul. All of it." He says. I nod my head. "Only if it's the same way for you."

"I don't share, Sophia."

"Neither do I."

"I don't even have female friends. My best friend is my 3 year old daughter. The only friends I have are: Chance, William (you don't know him but perhaps you'll meet him), and Luke. I barely even see the latter two. Busy with work and families." He says, a confused tone to his voice. I give him a look and he gives it right back. "What?"

"If I put you outside right now, I guarantee you that every woman that walks by you would try to get a date or laid." I say, sitting up and getting closer to Alexander.

"And you know what I'll say? Sorry, I'm in a relationship. My baby momma is upstairs." He gives me a toothy smile, resembling much like Maya after she tells a joke.

"That's besides the point." I say, inching closer to him.

"Where was this energy when I said no David?" He questions pulling my leg over his so that I was now straddling him.

"Where was our relationship status?"

"So now I can say no David?"

"He's completely harmless."

"I still don't like him."

"Trust me."

"It's not you I don't trust it's him. You see how Crissy turned out." He said, frowning taking over.