Chapter Thirteen

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Shai's POV

I slip my arms through the long sleeves of my red dress. Tonight is the premiere for Divergent. Theo and I have worked so hard at this movie and we can't wait to see it all put together.

I have been spending nights at Theo's house this past week. It's just very comforting to know the love of my life is here by my side every second of every day.

I have not taken off the necklace Theo gave me except to shower of course. I am so thankful to have him in my life.

My smooth skin collides with the cold metal of the designer bracelet the producers want me to wear. Theo and I are driving to the premier together. We have to walk on the red carpet in front of the crowd and answer questions from many different news channels.

The door bell rings and I rush to strap on my silver Jimmy Choo pumps.

I swing open the door, revealing Theo in a stunning black tuxedo. My mouth hangs open at his appearance.

"You like what you see?" His deep voices pipes up.

"Very much," I gulp.

Theo holds out his arm. "Are you ready my lady?"

"Yes I am." I smile.

We walk down to the front door and get into our limousine. I see champagne in a cup holder.

"What are we celebrating we haven't seen the film yet?" I wonder.

"Well I have to ask you something," he starts.

I nod, anticipating what he will ask.

"Since you have been staying in my apartment every day anyway, and our relationship is not ending any time soon, I hope," he mutters the last part.

"It will never end Theo," I say. "I could never stop loving you even if you broke my heart in two."

"Well, what I wanted to ask you was," he takes a breath the continues,"Will you move in with me?"

He gives me a nervous look while he waits for me to reply.

"Of course babe." I smile. "I would love to move in with you."

A smile spreads across his face. He leans in and his lips collide with mine. A warm feeling of happiness rages throughout my bones. His lips are made for mine. They connect like puzzle pieces. Theo backs away to catch his breath but only for a second before he goes back to my lips.

We move so we are laying on the long couch like seats. He leaves a trail of kisses down my face and onto my neck.

When he reaches my collar bone his hand slips behind my back and starts to unzip my dress. I push him away. His eyes are filled with hurt when he looks up at me.

"Later," I whisper.

He nods and sits up, zipping my back up.

Not before long we are at the premier. Screaming fans are everywhere, holding up signs, chanting our names, asking questions, and so much more.

This makes me remember why I love acting so much. It not only makes me happy but I can change the lives of other people too.

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