She was doing exactly the opposite of what Chris had told her not to do. She was falling for her boss. He was more than she could ever wish for but she knew he would never be hers. She hid her feelings and tried being the best assistant he could have. It was hard but she had to do it. That morning something happened that changed her life forever. Even before the sun rose her phone rang. Still sleepy she slowly picked up the phone.
„Hello?" she said quietly.
She was late. It was so unlike her. It was like he knew something happened. He called her yet no one answered. He called her once, twice, three times. After tenth time he decided. He ran to her office and looked through the files. N...O...P, Prior, there it was. He took out her company file and looked through her info. First name, last name, sex, mobile, address. Yes! He thought. His hand found a pen and he wrote down her address as fast as he could. Yelling 'I'm out' to Christina he entered the elevator and soon he found himself in a taxi. Quickly saying her address to the taxi driver, he leaned back and started thinking. What if something happened to her? Could he bear it? Of course he could they weren't even dating. She doesn't even like him that way. What is it about this girl that stole his heart? This beautiful girl. He couldn't live without her. Now that he met her he couldn't... no, he couldn't even think about it. He handed the money to the driver and made his way to the sixth floor. He knocked on the wooden door four times before she answered. This wasn't the Tris he knew. This wasn't the brave and strong Tris he had come to know. Her beautiful eyes were red and puffy from crying and right there he wanted to pull her close and comfort her. Hold her in his arms and ask her what had happened.
„I'm sorry... I should have called... I'll be there tomorrow." she said between sobs. He couldn't bear seeing her like this.
„No, Tris. I didn't come here because of work. Talk to me. I hate seeing you like this." she stepped aside motioning for him to come in. Her apartment was moderate, one room apartment, living room, bedroom, kitchen all in one. She sat down on her bed, tears falling down her cheeks. Hesitating, he sat next to her, pulling her close so that her head rested on his chest. He stroked her blond locks, kissing her forehead. After ten minutes she quietly spoke.
„My parents... they had a car crash... they're dead, Four." more hot tears fell on his shirt. He wasn't sure what to tell her. He told her he was sorry but he felt like he needed to do more. She opened up to him, it was his turn to open up.
„Tobias." He whispers „It's Tobias. Not Four. My name is Tobias." her eyes look at him and she asks
„Why? Why did you tell me? Christina says no one knows your name, so why me?" He doesn't know why, he just knows he had to. He wanted to let her in. He wanted her to know him.
„Because- they don't. You're the first person I ever told. You're different. I want to let you in. I want you to know me. I want to know you." her arms wrap around his waist and she pulls herself closer to him. He leans back on the headboard and wraps his arms around her small frame. He lets her cry and they remain quiet. After a while she looks up and he hears her soft voice.
„What about your parents?" she asks carefully. He wants to tell her but he's scared of her reaction. He stays quiet for a few seconds before he answers.
„I have a messed up family. No, I had. My father, well, I'll show you." he gently unwraps her hands and turns his back towards her. He pulls up his shirt and a small gasp escapes her lips. Her little fingers travel across his back, her every touch feels like fire. She starts tracing his tattoos, covering his scars.
„He did that?" she asks shocked. He nods slowly before turning back to face her. Her eyes follow her hands resting on his hard chest. Her fingers tenderly touch his abs and he knows this is the moment. His thumb rests under her chin and he pulls her face closer to his. His forehead on hers, their noses touching, lips mere millimetres apart. If they were to talk they would be kissing, any movement besides pulling away and they'd be kissing. He stops, giving her a decision. Even though he's her boss, even though they shouldn't be doing that, even though... She does it. Her lips touch his and there is nothing else in the world. Her fingers find his short hair and she pulls him closer changing a soft and tender kiss into a passionate and desperate one. She needs him more than she ever needed anyone else. He needs her like he needs air. When they part her fingers linger on his jaw, his hands on her waist.
„I need you." she whispers, resting her head on his shoulder. He kisses her neck tenderly. My beautiful Tris, he mumbles softly in her neck. He never felt like this. He never wanted her to leave him. He wouldn't let her.
„I'll be your family." he tells her „if you want me to be." his lips find hers and this time he never wants it to end.
„Tobias, stay with me." her voice is hopeful, desperate and he can't say no. He lays down on her bed pulling her down with him. Her head rests on his chest, their legs intertwined. She listens to his steady heartbeat, her mind clouded with emotions, slowly falling asleep.