One-Shots

1. Being Brave Isn't a Crime.

If you're not familair with the books or film this is what you need to know about Divergent.

The society is divided in 5 factions: Abnegation the selfless, Dauntless the brave, Erudite the intelligent, Candor the honest, and Amity the peaceful. When all teenagers reach the age of 16, they must choose to either stay in their faction of birth, or transfer into another faction.

Enjoy! :)

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While I was running along side my bad ass big brother I told him about the guy I met the day before.

"Carrie, you're not gonna fall in love, are you?" I rolled my eyes but he couldn't see that. Ugh don't be so ridiculous Four... Me? Falling in love? I'm barely 14 years young.

All I need is myself and my freedom. I was born and raised in Dauntless. And I don't think that will ever change. I will spend all the rest of my life in Dauntless.

We took a leap and jumped on the train. "So Carrie, you sure you don't have feelings for this guy?"

"Yes," no, I'm not sure. I don't need to be truthful with him, I'm not in Candor after all.

"Yes, you're sure? Or yes, you have feelings for him?" I huffed and rolled my eyes again. While throwing my hands up in the air I checked what the train was passing at this very moment.

"I can't believe you!" I yelled at him when I jumped off of the train on the rooftop nearby. I ran the other way the train was going. I knew this place like the palm of my hand. Taking a leap every time a roof ended and turn around a corner every once in a while I had made sure my brother wouldn't find me in less than two hours.

I ran for twenty minutes and was close to getting out of breath. But before I could stop to catch a breath I bumped into someone. I fell over with my face on the someone's chest. Placing my hands on the chest to push myself up I felt the strong muscled six-pack underneath the shirt he was wearing.

"Are you done touching me?" A voice broke my thoughts, chuckling afterwards. I hadn't noticed I was so obviously touching him.

I pushed myself up with a face like an apple or tomato or what ever thing is red enough to describe the color of my face. I don't think anything is.

"Carrie! I thought I would bump into you somewhere around here. But not literally." I turned to face the guy I bumped into.

"Brad, I'm so sorry, I didn't know it was you." My blush turning a deeper red if that was even possible. Okay, maybe I am starting to have feeling for him but Four doesn't need to know. He would go all protective brother on him and I wouldn't be allowed to ever see him again.

"I figured that when you were totally touching all over my chest," he told me while brushing a few strands of hair behind my ear. "But it's okay, why were you even running in the first place."

I always have a reason and I told him that yesterday, I'm glad he remembers. If it's not to get my mind of something or I did something I shouldn't have done then I still do it for fun because I enjoy the wind blowing through my hair. I usually untie my hair for the best feeling in the world, freedom. 'Cause that's how it feels to run around all the time.

"Carrie?" He snapped his fingers in front of me. "You zoned out? Why were you running?"

"Uhm..." I can't tell what I discussed with my brother... "Just getting away from home for a moment."

"And now the truth." He winked at me. O right, I forgot he's in Candor. He sees right through me and knows exactly when I'm lying.

"Why would I be lying?" I lied again. He sighed, he caught me.

"Because your house is thirty minutes away from here and you didn't run that far or even from that direction. He pointed to where my house should be and it's perpendicular on the direction I'm going.

Okay I need to tell him, I don't need to fear the truth, I need to be brave. So I told him everything from my running with my brother to the point where I bumped into him.

"You know Carrie, I like the way you think and when I'm old enough to choose my faction, I'm choosing Dauntless. Because, you know, being brave isn't a crime. And to me, you're brave in all possible ways." A slight blush appeared on my cheeks again. I don't think he is right about that but at least it's a nice thing to say.

There's only one fear left that haunts me, losing the ones I love. And to take care for them I need to be brave for them. It's the most confusing...

"Carrie, did you zone out again?" I shook my head. "I was just thinking about what you said." And that's kind of true.

Suddenly Brad stood up and extended his hand to me. I gave him a confused look. "Come on, let's run for a moment."

While grabbing his hand I gave him a ghost of a smile. "Are you sure this is good idea? I mean, if somebody sees us?"

"What happened to Dauntless don't fear anything?" He grinned at me and started running off. I stared at him for a moment before I started speeding up. He wasn't half as fast as I was so I past him in less time than he had ahead of me.

"Why are you running away with me?" I asked him curiously.

He shook his head, smiling. "Not running away, just running with you. Enjoying the wind in our hair."

"Is that your only reason?" I asked him with a smug look on my face.

"Do I need more reasons?" He shot back at me. I shook my head as an answer. But... "I hear a but? That means there is another reason?"

"I um... Like you... Your guts." He stammered between his broken breaths. He was obviously getting out of breath.

I halted in my tracks and he stopped a few yards after me, looking back at me. "What did you say?"

"I like your guts?" That's it? He likes my guts. And he's not even sure about it. That's a bummer.

"Being brave isn't a crime, right?" I winked at him, trying to enlighten this awkward moment.

"Okay," he sighed. "I like you, all of you. Your guts and your hair. Your eyes and your smile. Your lips and your body. Your choice in clothes and your freedom." He kept ranting on and on. I didn't really expect him to confess this all. Especially not after one day. So maybe he does belong to Dauntless after. He's not afraid of his feelings, not admitting them. Now I need to prove him I don't either.

"I like you too Brad." So far being brave for the ones I love. He came closer within the second and when he was close enough to touch me he cupped my cheeks, not sure if to kiss me or not. Instead he wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me, lifting me a fee inches in the air. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him back, my lips brushing his cheek. It's okay to have a little fear for now.

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Soo, this was my first One-Shot short story. So no, I won't continue this. This will be everything you get. I hope you enjoyed it. ;)

I'll try to see when I'll upload again. Maybe tomorrow or some time later. But it won't take longer than a week I guess.

Beebee out. :3