~i don't own anything~
We walk into Government, Tobias' arm over my shoulder. Still, I could feel the glares burning into my back as we walk back together. I can't really concentrate on what the teacher is saying, Tobias is so distracting. "Hey," I say to him. "Can you come over later?" He nods, and I smile.
Class passes quickly and before I know it, I'm on my way home, Tobias following behind. When we walk in, he jumps on the couch, I laugh at him. "Come in," I say, sarcastically. He gets up, and pokes me in the nose. "Maybe I will." I roll my eyes and push him away. "We could watch a movie," I say. He nods, going over to choose one. I run to the closet, getting blankets and pillows, and plop down onto the couch. He comes back, and I stare at him, and throw a pillow at him.
"What?" He asks. I stare at him. I pull at the hem of it a few times, towards the couch. He chuckles and flops himself on the couch. I smile at him when he does, and lay myself over him, holding his arm that is around my waist. I'm surprised it isn't first nature to do that at a mention of a movie, because he always does when we watch movies. I snuggle into his chest, he definitely chose a scary movie on purpose. It causes me to jump a few times, and when the movie is over, I jump off the couch.
"Okay!" I say, "I think we should go." He looked kind of hurt, like he did something wrong. "Nooo silly," I say. "Let's go somewhere." I lower my voice, "wanna break in the amusement park?" He grins ear to ear and throws on his himself off the couch. We run out and climb into his car, and get there in no time. We jump the fence, and immediately my eyes flick to the Ferris Wheel.
When Tobias notices, his eyes grow wide.
"No. Way." He says, looking terrified. When I look at him with puppy dog eyes, he whines a bit, but gives in, slowly walking towards it. "Come on!" I tell him. We start to climb it, and I can tell he's scared, I start to feel bad, and as soon as we make it to the top, I can tell he's shaking. I grab his arm. "Toby?"
"Yeah.. Yeah. Um. I'm fine, I just-" he stops, staring at the ground below us. I wrap my hand around his arm, "we could always leave."
"No. You want to be up here. I can do this."
"That's not what I meant. I mean, really leave." I pause, before saying, "you could get away from Marcus. We could do it, you know." He just smiles, and I feel him kiss the top of my head. "Don't be silly, Trissy." I look down. "Tobias," I say. "I'm serious." I can feel him staring at me, but I don't look at him. I don't think I can. He probably thinks I'm crazy now, and I can't get myself to look at him. How pathetic.
Tobias is still staring at me when he says, "Tris look at me." But I don't. "Tris please," he pleads. I still don't. His fingers wrap around my chin, making me look at him, and when I do, I feel tears forming in my eyes. Just the things I need to be doing after I suggest my best friend to move away with me, cry. He doesn't say anything. His hand drops, only a minute later to return, except this time to my cheek. He caresses it, and I'm completely caught off guard when he presses his lips to mine. He is kissing me. My best friend. Is kissing me.
To my surprise, I don't pull away. I want to, but I don't. This is my best friend, I should pull away, so we can keep a regular friendship. But I don't. Instead, I throw my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me, and kiss him back.
