The Way I Loved You {Divergent}

Part VIII

"But I miss screamin' and fightin',
And kissing in the rain,
It's 2 AM and I'm cursin' your name,
So in love that you act insane,
And that's the way I loved you."

After Al left, I couldn't shake the feeling of being comfortable, and why it felt so wrong.

Even as I sat in my room, doing a bit of homework, I still felt as if my relationship with Al was nothing more than a friendship. Where were all the ups and downs? Where was the kissing and the loving look you see when you look into their eyes? Was it even a relationship?

Love was about being unpredictable, sneaking off in the middle of the night to see them, and stealing a small kiss in the middle of the hallway.

The more I think of it, the more I realize that Tobias did all of that. He would kiss me at random times, and sneak out to see me, and had a crazy aura to himself, but now that I think of it, the entire time we were together, he had a loving look. Like the only thing in the whole world worth looking at was me.

If I was with him at this very moment, he wouldn't have come for dinner, he would have told me to finish my meal quickly so he could sneak me off on a date. He would drive us far out of Chicago for the weekend, and drive my mom crazy, but only make me love him more.

We would spend the weekend kissing and doing spontaneous things, and I wouldn't care at all, because I was with him, the one I loved.

Before I knew it, I was walking out of my room, grabbing some shoes and marching out the front door, ignoring the concerned questions of my parents.

I walked across the street, rang the doorbell and only then did I realize what I was doing.