Fourtris Now and Forever: Divergent No War

Chapter 28

Tris POV

My eyes flutter open as light cascades across the room. The first thing I notice are Tobias's arms wrapped around me. My head rests on my chest and I slowly peel away, resting my head on the pillow. My eyes scan his face and he looks so peaceful. My hand reaches down to his which is resting on my hip. My hand draws lazy circles over the skin on the as I stare downward. Then when I look back at him. His eyes are still closed. I lift my hand and start tracing the features of his face lightly.

My thumb touches his powder soft lips which move against my touch. He lightly kisses my finger and his eyes open. The deep brown meets my blue as he says, "Morning."

"Hey," I say, slightly yawning. My hand detaches from his face as I look on the table-side bed for the time. I locate Tobias's watch and see that it's 9:16. When I turn around, Tobias's lips greet mine in a soft kiss. They then touch my forehead, feather soft. Then his head drifts downward and our foreheads touch.

"We should probably get going," he says. His lips are so close to mine, just centimeters away, taunting me to come and meet them. It would be so easy, but I don't.

I slightly nod, my forehead rubbing against his. "Yeah," I whisper.

When we separate, I still feel the lingering presence of his forehead on mine, almost as if they were still touching. All I want at the moment is to be wrapped up with him for the rest of the day; just to cuddle. I desire to be in his presence every single moment of the day. I never would have thought I could feel so strongly about someone. Feel so infatuated with a boy. I've never been in love before, but I think that these butterflies I experience when I think of him are just the beginning. In fact, I know they are because I've felt much more for him than that. Even when I'm afraid when things get too heated, sometimes it's like I don't want to stop. My feelings are so confused; its as if I'm afraid to do something that I want.

A couple of weeks ago, Christina asked me if I loved Four. Out of the blue, she just plain out asked me when we were sitting down eating alone at lunch. I care for him, and I'm pretty sure I do love him; that I have loved him for a while. I did the rational thing; I told her that I wasn't sure. When she asked me why, I said that I never had experienced it before, so I barely knew what it was. Growing up in Abnegation, I'm not used to displays of affection. I've never heard the great romance stories that some of the other factions have been told. All I saw was hand-holding. So I'm as unexperienced as I could be when it comes to this type of stuff.

Nothing could ever be enough to show how much I care for him. I think I love him, but I'm afraid to admit it. Both to myself and him.

As I look in the mirror, watching the brush sift through my hair, I finally realize something. A few nights ago, when our kiss got heated, I wanted to go further. However, when he noticed my hands shaking and gripping the couch cushion, he pulled away. He told me that he would wait forever for me to be ready to take the next step. "I don't care how long I have to wait, Tris. I don't care. All I care is that I can be with you. All I care about is you being happy and I don't give a damn when you're ready, because I'll be here waiting. I just want to wake up beside you and hold you in my arms."

Then I remember a faint memory from last night. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, Four's lips tickled my ear as he whispered, "I love you, Tris."

The revelation, however, is that I love him. I'm finally brave enough to admit it to myself, but voicing this feeling will be much harder. But I want to.

As I walk out of the bathroom, I realize that I never got a chance to move into his apartment, so I'm just living off of what I keep in his apartment on a daily basis.