Scars of your love

Chapter 10

"I will be right back." He says before rising up.

I.

Will.

Be.

Right.

Back.

Right then and there these have become my five favorite words in the world.

Even after he left I stare across the table and the smile is still intact on my face.

I grin like an idiot to myself.

I don't know what any of this means. I just know I feel radiant and live in that moment. That I'm enjoying his company.

Hell, I love his company.

It doesn't have anything to do with the attraction I feel towards him. It's simply him.

Just him.

Maybe at the start, I wanted to talk to him cause he is hot but now I feel differently.

Whenever I am with him I am at ease.
It's like I am removing the pretence and throwing it away and being simply me.

Not Social Tris. Just Tris.

The Tris who used to laugh and smile a lot. The Tris who is awakened after two long years.

I smile to myself feeling like I have finally found my place.

Coming to Harvard is the best decision ever made by me.

And then taking Alex call today is the second best decision.

I am completely lost in my thoughts when Alex makes his way back holding two cups.

Silently he places one in front of me and holds his own between his both hands. He gazes me from the rim of the cup while sipping his coffee.

I move the cup from side to side and finally take a sip.

We both remain silent for a few heartbeats.

"What are you having?" I ask curiously.

He knows how I take my coffee and it's only fair to know his.

He just has the same secretive smile he flashed before he went to the counter.

"What is it? Show me."

"No." Now he is smirking openly.

"Why?"

He lifts one shoulder carelessly.

"Please!"

He rolls his eyes humorously. His eyes are filled with mirth.

"Black coffee. With no sugar."

I laugh and stop when he is deadpan.

"Are you serious?" I ask him.

He doesn't answer the question instead he offers his coffee to drink.

I shake my head, indicating I trust his word.

"What are the odds?" I say more to myself than to him but I'm sure he heard me as his smile widens.

"That's the reason behind that secret smile of yours," I add.

"I never took you for Black Coffee kinda girl." Alex states.

"You thought I like Cappuccino or latte or that god awful tea, didn't you?" I snort and take a sip of the rich coffee.

He shrugs.