A/N: I'm not that good at writing, but flames are fine. Please take a moment to review and tell me how you feel about the story.
Disclaimer: I obviously do NOT own Divergent!
Tris' POV
Tobias and I hang by the chasm, where we had our first kiss. He keeps his hands in his pockets and his eyes to the floor. He is certainly hiding something. My heart pounds.
"So… um… weather's nice." He said, still refusing to look at me.
"Tobias, we're in a dark pit, and you're hiding something, and all you can say is that the weather is nice?" I said, giggling.
"Uh—" Before he could respond, I crushed my lips against his, holding his cheek. We finally pull away, and he stands up. I follow suit. He then props down on one knee.
"Beatrice Prior," he took out a velvety black box. Oh. My. God. Is he-?
He opened the box to reveal a white rimmed ring with a huge diamond in the middle.
"One word." I said, and he cringed. "Yes!" I leaped into his arms and we crushed our lips together once more, but not for just one second. It was a long, sweet, heavy kiss.
Mrs Tris Eaton. I liked it.
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He slipped the ring on my finger and leaned in for another kiss. I returned it, but it was short only. "Wait!" I exclaimed.
"What?" He grinned.
"I need to tell Christina!" Without a response, I ran to Christina's apartment. My heart was beating louder than ever. When I got there, a tall, tanned, lean body bumped into me. She was wearing a black peplum and a silver headband. "Tris?" she asked.
"Christina!" I exclaimed.
"What?" she asked, super-happy.
"You look like you have to say something too!"
"Together it is."
"One, two three—"
"I'm getting MARRIED!" We both said at the same time.
"Oh gods." I said, grinning.
"Aww! Four and Tris. Hey, maybe I should call it Fourtris." She joked.
"Ha ha."
"Oh my God Tris! We need to make arrangements ASAP!"
"Meet me by the Tattoo Parlor tomorrow at exactly 9 AM." We waved goodbye, giggling, and I ran back to Tobias' and my apartment.
When I opened the door, he was lying down on the bed, sleeping. When I checked the clock, it was already 12 AM. I changed into my pajamas and I lay next to him, absorbing all the warmth. "Love you," I whispered. He snored in response. I laughed a little.
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"Tris," Tobias said melodiously.
"Huh?" I said, my vision blurry from sleep.
"Wake up—it's already 8:30." He urged me.
"Wha-?!"
"Why so surprised? You always sleep this long." He pouted.
"I'm meeting Christina for wedding arrangements at 9 AM!"
"Hmm. I guess Will proposed already. Here—" he said, handing me a muffin.
"Thank you!" I said, and ran to the bathroom. Then I paused, and ran to him, giving him a long tender kiss, his arms wrapped around my waist. I pulled away gently and whispered, "Love you,".
"Love you too." He left.
I took a fast bath and put on a loose black T-Shirt and cargo pants. I put mascara and makeup hurriedly. When I was done, it was 8:45. I jogged to the tattoo parlor, eager to beat Christina there. I ran into a tanned figure.
Christina.
"You ready?" she asked me.
"Eager." I said. And we walked together to the only wedding planner in the whole damn compound.
Marlene.
