Divergent High

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TRIS

It takes awhile for us to reach our destination, and from what I can tell, we are in the middle of nowhere. So I decide to tease Tobias as he turns onto a side road and drives along a field.

"You're not bringing me out here to kill me are you?" I ask, turning in my seat and pretending to look for any weapons in the back of his car. He just smirks at me.

"Do you think I'd tell you if I was?" I raise an eyebrow at him and he laughs. "No, I'm not going to kill you," he assures me, reaching over the jockey box and resting his hand on my thigh.

"I don't know," I respond with a sigh, fixing my gaze on him in the darkness. "That's exactly what an axe murderer would say."

"But would an axe murderer do all of this?" he questions, nodding his head towards something in front of us. I turn to find what he's gesturing at, and I see a bed sheet tied up with a projector shining on it and fairy lights draped over it.

"Oh my God," I say, as Tobias turns the car around and backs up so we can lay in the back of his car and watch whatever movie he picked out. "Tobias, this is amazing!" I exclaim, opening the door and sliding off of the seat.

"Well, I can't take all the credit," he admits, meeting me at the back of his car and wrapping his arms around me, "Zeke helped a little."

"Still," I respond, snaking my own arms around his torso, "I love it."

Tobias tips his head down to kiss me and I happily kiss back, although I dread it when he pulls away. He opens up the back hatch to his car and reveals a giant fluffy comforter and a couple pillows, with a small cooler on the left.

"It looks so comfy," I murmur, immediately crawling into the back of the car.

"I knew you'd do that," Tobias replies, chuckling and climbing in next to me. He opens the cooler and hands me a Coca Cola in a glass bottle.

"Where did you get these?" I ask.

He shrugs, smirking, "I know a guy." I roll my eyes in response, but I can't keep a grin from appearing on my face. "What movie do you wanna watch?"

We settle on Wedding Crashers and Tobias drapes an arm over my shoulder, and I lean into him as we sit back and start the movie.

About halfway through the movie, I quickly glance over at Tobias and he turns to me right as I look away. I return my gaze to him to see that he still has his eyes on me. Tobias moves one of his hands to cup my face, and I bite my lip. He leans in, connecting his lips with mine. I shift so that I'm straddling his waist as my fingers tangle in his hair. His hands drift up and down my thighs before settling just below my hips and giving them a squeeze.

That makes a giggle escape from my lips and I can feel Tobias smile against them. He then grabs my waist, flipping us over so he's on top as we make out again. His fingers find the hem of my shirt and slide underneath. A breath catches in my throat when I feel his fingertips graze against my skin. Tobias takes that as encouragement and his hand drifts farther under my shirt until he reaches the bottom edge of my bra. Instinctively, I grab his wrist, pulling away.

"Tobias," I say. He immediately brings his hand back to my waist.

"Too much?" he whispers in response. I shift so that I'm propped up on my elbows and Tobias drops to lay on his side.