Call Me Six

41: 'And We Spent The Day in Bed' -Tobias

TOBIAS-

There are some days where all you need is that one person. That one day of selfishness where you don't want to share them with the world.

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"Tris, it's morning; the sun's awake." I can hear her shallow breaths as she holds on the faint laughter. Her delicate fingers were tangling in my fair, tugging at my scalp a I continued to trail my way down her neck and across the soft skin of her collar bones.

"Shush," she whispered, her chest heaving as I inched lower. "Maybe if we ignore it, it'll go away."

"So just like when Will called us to breakfast two hours ago?"

"Exactly," she said, rolling over and pushing me deep into the feather duvet.

She sent shivers through me, her cold hands running up and down my chest, tracing each and every crevice, they found. She moved so gracefully - I could gaze at her for an eternity and never fully grasp the extent of her beauty. Her bare face, clean of the unnatural makeup was more mesmerising than any of the so-called beauty queens in any magazine.

She was only wearing my grey t-shirt and a small set of underwear that caused her to apologise out of so-called embarrassment because they were a pale blue like the sky with rainbows. I don't know what she though I was expecting... She's still the innocent child I knew back in Chicago at heart.

Her hands were still so cold. Even as they continued to trace patterns across my chest I could feel the chill tingle through me. But I wasn't complaining. How could you complain when such perfection was right before you?

A strand of hair fell in her face again. She pouted before attempting to blow it to the side but failing.

"You're so goofy," I said, tucking it behind her ear. "I love you."

She started to protest, sitting up and pulling her hand through her hair in exasperation as she stumbled over words. "Tobias... I-"

"Im sorry, Tris. I shouldn't have said it," I hushed her, slowly sitting up to face her as she was now perched on my lap. "I know you don't feel the same way and I know you have this idea engraved into your mind that you won't fall in love but I'm not like that, Tris. I'm not like that. Not with you."

I watched as her head fell back and she let out a sigh. Those beautiful grey eyes were gleaming - holding a whirlwind of emotions. "You just scare me, Tobias. In Chicago, you told me you loved me everyday...  And I told you I love you also. But that didn't stop you from sleeping with Lauren, or Jenna, or Hayden, or Eve. And it's not that I'm scared of love, it's that I'm scared of admitting it."

"W-why?"

"Because then you know!" she snapped, swiping viscously at unshed tears. "Because then you know, and you still hurt me."

We fell into a silence. I was too shocked to move. Until she said, "Fuck it. I love you, you stupid dork. I fucking love you and it terrifies the shit out of me. I love you. I love you. I love you." She was laughing now, a large smile spreading quickly across her face and tugging at her eyes. "I love you, Tobias; and don't quite know how else to tell you."

Her hands were in my hair, tangling at the nape.

"Say it again," I pleaded.

"What?"

"Say it again."

"I love you... Tobias."

And we spent the day in bed, repeating those three words, over, and over.