Trapped // A Tradley Fanfic (ON HOLD)

Love. (Pt. 2)

He got closer to me again, until my stomach grumbled so hard even my mom who was in Birmingham, could hear it. Tris was so close to me, he was almost kissing me again, he was THAT close I could feel his breathe on my lips and that feeling gave me the chills.

"Your little Tom doesn't want to be hungry anymore, does he?" Tris asked. If I shaked my head our noses and lips would find each other again and wouldn't leave until we were done, so I decided to talk.

"Yeah. Tom is really hungry." he smiled and gave my lips a present: a little, tiny kiss. "We'll continue our session later then."

He carefully carried me to the kitchen and made me some pancakes. I didn't know it was just because Tris made them, but thw pancakes were the most amazing pancakes I had ever eaten. It had something I have never tasted before.

"Tris, what is in this?" I asked. He stood next to me.

"Love." And he held my hand, then cleaned my face full of pancakes.

After I finally finished my pancakes, I afforded to get up myself, but Tris ruined it all. He closed the door, made me sit again and started kissing me, again. He started kissing me heavily like the kiss before my mom called, but this was more like a brave kiss. We stood there kissing each other for two minutes, barely breathing and then he started sucking my jaw.

"Tris..." I moaned. He didn't have any mercy or patience anymore. He didn't listen. He slowly passed to my neck from my jaw. I kept moaning and begging him to stop but he pretended he was deaf. He was enjoying it, so much. After some time he finally stopped, but he was on my V-line, kissing it.

He suddenly got up and started kissing me again, but this time he kissed my lips. He lifted me and carried me to our room. While going, I can bet we looked like those 'straight' lovers, who were on the beach hugging and kissing each other trying to be 'Tumblr'. I always hated them so much, it always looked like they were dating for fame. But our situation was in a whole different level.

The curtains were all closed, so even though it was bright out there, it looked like it was midnight in the room. He literally threw me to bed, and I went out of breathe. He was on me once again, after some time I stopped counting how many times he was on me.

"Tris-"

"Shush. Don't talk. I've been waiting for this day since the first day the band was formed."

I knew it. He kept telling me he loved me since 2012, the day we stayed together in James' parents' house. I remember the moment he first played with my hair. I remember him saying "I liked you more than James." I remember both of us chuckling after that.

By the time I replayed those moments in my head, Tris was taking my clothes off. After some time, we were both fully naked and his lips found mines. They kissed each other like they were thirsty for each other. He looked at my eyes for one last time.
"Are you sure?" He asked first. I didn't know. But I knew I wanted it. I kissed him to tell him I was sure.
"Are you ready?" He asked this time. I nodded my head because I WAS ready. I seriously was. And we had the best day ever.

We woke up completely naked and that made me feel comfy now. We looked at each other, we were we and we were one. "We should celebrate this every year." Said Tris. "We will, it will be our anniversary." I said. We were just about to kiss, but we heard a key sound.

"Shit." Tris started swearing and got me up. "Come."

He brought me to the roof, the cursed room.

"Tris, please don't. I can get out from somewhere else." I whispered. I was scared of that room.

"Baby?" I heard Anastasia shouting to Tris.

"You're naked! Plus, to be honest, from now on no you can't," whispered Tris. "Go in!"

I entered the room and he closed the door right after me. There was still a sign of some blood, that also scared me. I opened the curtain for the first time today. It was raining. The tears God dropped while I couldn't.

I saw my OWN clothes covered with blood. They were also so damn scary. But I couldn't stay naked just in case Anastasia found out and saw me naked, so I wore them.

"This is just a nightmare," I said to myself. "My boy is next to me, he's going to hold my hand and I'm going to wake up."

But it didn't work. No one held my hand, I didn't wake up from that nightmare. I layed on the bed and cried myself to sleep and calm myself down.

"He'll get me out soon. He'll get me out soon." I whispered to myself. But he didn't.

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