Tris POV:
Tobias had left my house, telling me he would call after talking to his dad. I told him he could stay another day, but he refused and just wanted to get the beatings over with. I want to do something, I crave to help him, but he doesn't want me getting involved.I wasn't sure what I was going to do for the rest of the night. I was home alone now, so I didn't have Caleb to give me company. Sigh.
I pace around the living room, thinking on what I could do. There was always tomorrow's English assignment, but I'll pass on that. I walk upstairs to my bedroom, grab a clean pair of underwear, a new bra, and pajamas and walk to the shower. God knows I needed one.
I turn the faucet to hot water, then take off my clothes to jump in. I was my body slowly, making sure to clean all the dirt and smell away. I put shampoo and conditioner in my hair and massage my scalp. When done, I rinse out all the soap, turn off the water, grab my towel and dry off.
Before I could even try to get my undies on, a knock was at the door. Who could that be at this time? I quickly throw on the underwear then wrap my towel tight against my body and walk down to open the door.
At the door, a beaten up Tobias stands, holding two suit cases with another one behind him.
"Tris I know it late and I literally was just here about three hours ago but do you mine if I can stay in on of your guest rooms, or even in your room until Marcus calms down?"I nod, helping him carry his stuff in while holding my towel with one hand.
"Just get out of the shower?" He asks, and I nod.
He kisses the tip of my forehead. "Why don't you get dressed and I'll make us some dinner."
I smile, then run up the stairs. I change into my grey sweat pants and purple tank top, adding on a black and purple pair of socks.
I couldn't believe it- Tobias was going to be living with me. It was like a dream come true! I could see my handsome boyfriend every morning and every night.
I trail my way downstairs to have my nose tingle with a sweat scent.
"Mmm Tobias," I say entering the kitchen, "what is this deveined smell?"
I see him fixing up two plates. "Nothing big. Just Chicken Alfredo with bread and butter."
I smile and kiss him in the lips. "How did you know this was my favorite dinner?" He laughs then pulls me closely to him. "Because I love you that much."
I sit acrossed from him from the dining table. This food was delicious! Something I could really get used to with him living here...
"So have you started your English assignment?" He speaks up. I shake my head, and he nods slowly. "Who are you writing about."
That was a good question. A very good question, a question I didn't know an answer to. I could write about him, or my parents, or my friends. I admire a lot of people.
"Who are you writing about?" I try to change the subject off me. He gives me a big smile.
"It's a surprise."
I laugh, then collect our empty plates. "Want to watch a movie in bed? Or play the XBox?"
He nods, and we walk upstairs, lay in bed, and play Call if Duty. This, was defiantly something I could get used to.
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A/N:
Quick question,
Do you guys think my chapters are too short? Should I try putting two chapters into one, or keep it how it is. I've noticed how small my chapters are compared to other greater stories, and I wanted to know if you guys liked this or no? Please comment!
Also, Tobias and Tris living together now? Whoo :)

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FanfictionBeatrice Prior is starting a new school in Chicago, Illinois when she moves out of her family's home. When moving in, she meets new friends, new enemy's, and new boys?