Chapter 7
Tris Pov
I am all alone Zeke's training, Uriah's off somewhere, and mom's at work. I am sick with a stomach bug. I get out of bed to make some soup. Normally I help Amar but I can't help when I'm sick. After my dad died he was like a father figure to me and my brothers. It's sort of a good time to think about Four.
Why did he transfer here?
What's his real name?
Will he make it to dauntless?
Does he like me or does he just think of me as his best friend's little sister?
I hear a knock on the door.
"Who is it," I ask
"It's Four" Four responses
"Zeke isn't here" I reply
"I know I need to talk to you," he says
Why would he need to talk to me?
"Coming," I say
I open the door he walks inside.
"Why do you need to talk to me," I ask
"I just came to see if you were okay Zeke told me you were sick" He replied
"okay I guess I'm okay," I said
"one more thing," he says
He leaned in he was so close to me then our lips crash into each other. I kissed him back I tilted my head to deepen the kiss and put my arms around his neck. His arms snaked around my waist I felt as if I was floating on a cloud.
"You remember I'm sick right," I say
"I don't care," he says kissing me again.
He takes my hand and for the first time in a while, I feel complete.
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Dauntless Born
FanfictionWhat if Tris was a Pedrad and the twin sister of Uriah What would happen what would be different This is a divergent fanfiction no war
