Chapter 3:
Tobias' POV:
Tris looks so beautiful, I just can't help but say it.
"You are so beautiful, Tris."
"You said that 17 times…"
"Because it's true," I say, and I pull her into my arms, pick her up, and take her out the door.
"Four!" she says, alarmed. Why is she yelling out a number? Oh yeah, that's me.
"Muffin, please don't call me that."
"Tobias…" she whispers.
"Yes, Muffin?"
"First off, don't call me that. Seco-"
"But I like calling you Muffin, Muffin," I laugh. I just said muffin twice. Strange. Tris doesn't laugh with me.
"Where are we going?!" she yells.
"Somewhere special." She wriggles in my arms, but I hold her there. "Don't go anywhere, Tris," I beg, struggling to keep her still in my arms.
"Tobias, let go!" At that, she's out of my arms. I try to grab her again, but she sidesteps it, and grabs my wrists. I would try to get out of her grasp, but I don't want to hurt her, and I like when she touches me.
"Tobias," she says, her eyes trained on mine.
"Hmm…" I say, dazed by her beautiful eyes, and I realize she's been calling my name for a while now.
"What did that man do to you?"
"What man? What do you mean?" Before I know it, we're back inside. "Tris let's go-"
"No, Tobias. You need to stay in here."
"Why?"
"Because, they did something to you, you're acting all goofy."
"No I'm not! I'm happy," I argue.
"Right." She rolls her eyes.
