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I stand there completely frozen. This is always the worst part of clubbing. The dancing. It's basically just a bunch of sweaty incompetent teenagers grinding on one another. And then there is my friends, they're no better. Despite their boyfriends being within a 10 mile radius of them, They still insist on grabbing any guy they can get their hands on and grinding and twerking on them. They always say 'it's the partying spirit' and ask me why I 'can't just get involved and let loose for once'. The only thought in my head when they say this is that they're acting like 16 year olds.

I must have zoned out thinking because next thing I know there is a guy right behind me, hand on my ass, urging me to 'dance' with him. He is clearly intoxicated as before I know it he is leaning in to kiss me. Confused I simply step away resulting in him falling face first onto the floor. Blushing I mutter a casual 'sorry' and try to escape back to the table.

Once I finally reach the table I see a lone figure sitting there, nursing a beer.

"Four" I say knowingly as I slide into the booth next to him "aren't you the life of the party."

He shakes his head a small smile gracing his lips, "hmmm could say the same about though couldn't I?" He smirks "stepping out the way just as the guy tried to kiss you? Harsh. That must have been a blow to his self esteem."

I blush crimson and whisper harshly "you saw that?!" He just bobs his head in return and takes another sip of his beer. We sit in comfortable silence for about 30 seconds before my favourite song plays. I internally squeal and begin to hum the song softly. It's barely noticeable but I hear Four beside me begin to sing gently.

" I hopped of the cab at L.A.X with a dream and my cardigan." I spin round, astounded before smiling and singing the next line.

"Welcome to the land of fame excess, am I gonna fit in?" He grins at me before taking a chug of his beer and singing the next line, louder this time. We repeat this process of singing the alternate line but before long we are both just belting out the words dancing slightly in our seats.

The song comes to an end far too quickly but we still stare at each other smiling. His eyes penetrate mine, daring me to lean forward and kiss him. He seems to agree as he shuffles towards me slowly leaning in. We are about 3cm away from each other when someone clears their throat from behind us.

Turning around I see all of our friends standing there, arms crossed. I turn back to Four, who is smiling sheepishly before he quickly blurts out

"Drinks? On me, me and Tris will go get them." He swiftly grabs my wrist before pulling me away from the judgemental stares of our friends.

"Sorry about that." He says shyly, releasing my wrist.

"Don't be." I say confidently. He gives me a small smile before turning to the bar to order the drinks. The bartender says he'll bring the over in a minuet so we decide to head back to the table. Before we leave I turn him to face me, alchohol consuming me. I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips firmly to his. He doesn't react for a second before one of his hands go to my back, the other cradling my face. After a minuet we pull away panting slightly. He interlocks my hand with his and we walk back to the table.

Little fourtris actionnnnnn. You guys pumped as I am for this new relationship;)

Thanks Ravens until next time.

Jess x