Chapter 5

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"Hey, Tris!" I turn around and see Four running towards me. "Hey, where are you going?"

"To my house." I chuckle at his stupid question.

"Well, how about we take a walk instaed of heading home." I laugh at his suggestion.

"Okay, well meet me in my room. My mom is here to pick me up." I smile as he smiles down at me.

"Looking foward to it." His lips are centimeters away from touching mine. My breathing deepens as he smirks and his lips brush against mine. "See you, later." He leaves without giving me what I want mostly; a kiss.

I walk out of the front doors of the school and I see my mom parked in the visitors parking lot. I run to the car and drop my backpack in the back seat as I take a seat in the passengers seat.

"Hi, Beatrice. How was school?" I look out of the window and my eye lands onto Four. He is walking and he is smiling at me. He bites his lip and continues to walk, looking forward.

"Great." I bite my lip from sounding too happy. "How was your day, mom?"

"Mom? Since when have you ever called me mom?" She chuckles and continues to drive, "And my day was great. I had..." I zone out.

"Thats great." I say, trying my hardest to sound convincing.

"Yeah, well I work tonight so I will see you and Caleb around 10, okay?" She pulls into the drive way.

"Yeah. Dont work too hard. Love you." I place a kiss on her cheek and exit the car with my backpack.

I watch her drive out and to the left on her way to Wilson Elementry. I walk into the house and I see Caleb and dad watching the SMU VS. Notre Dame college football game. I wave to them and my dad waves back and I make my way up to my room.

When I arrive inside my room, I am greatfully greeted by Four sitting in my desk chair, reading my poems. His back is facing me and I quietly walk closer to him until I am right behind him.

"Like what you're reading?" I whisper softly into his ear. He slightly jumps and laughs with relief.

"Jesus, Tris you alot gave me a heartattack." He stands up and faces me.

"That was the plan, Four." I smile as he walks closer to me. He bites his lip as he almost fully closes the space between us. His lips brush against mine and I smile. He quickly turns around and picks up his backpack and faces the window.

"Okay, you have to stop doing that." I frown as I pull out a thin black sweater from my backpack and pull it over my head.

"Stop doing what?" He smiles at the sweater that fits me two sizes too big.

"Teasing me, it's getting annoying." I notice that he is still smiling at the sweater, "What are you smiiling at?"

"That sweater." He chuckles as he takes the bottom seam between two of his fingers. "It's mine."

"No its not." I playfully slap his arm. I look down and I realize that he is correct. "Youre right, it's yours. Here." I begin to take it off when suddenly I feel a warm hand cover my left hand.

"Dont." Four smiles at me and I cant help but smile. "Keep it." He pulls the bottom seam down to the proper spot and he leans closer to my lips.

"What did I say about teasing me?" I cant tear my eyes away from his lips as the move closer to me.

"Who said I was teasing this time?" He smiles at my lips and slowly brushes his lips against mine. I feel his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him and he completly closes the space between the two of us by slowly kissing my lips. I'm surprised at first but I quickly start to kiss him back. His arms wrap fully around my waist and he picks me up as he continues to kiss my lips. My fingers lace through his hair as he leans me against the wall and coninues to kiss me. I gasp for air between kisses and his hands move up and down the side of my thighs.

"I've been wanting to do that for so long." He whispers as he pulls away. He looks into my eyes and kisses the tip of my nose before softly setting me down onto the floor. I look up at him and smile.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 25, 2014 ⏰

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