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Tris POV.
When we get home from IKEA, I go straight into the bedroom to work on three different plans for a wedding. It's pretty tough work, basically because I have no idea what they are looking for. I am totally lost in thought, when a pair of arms wraps around me from behind.
"What are you doing?" Al asks looking over my shoulder.
"Just working" I say, writing some more. I can feel him reading a long, and it kind of annoys me.
"Is it our wedding?"
"No, it's another one" I answer turning around, giving him a look that silently asks him to leave me alone. He catches that, and back away from me.
"Must be important then" He mumbles.
I don't answer him, but go back to my work. After another hour I finally finish the last sentence, and then print it out. I grab my back and start to walk out, when Al calls from the kitchen.
"Where are you going?"
"Out to meet a client"
"Now? I am making dinner" He says pointing to something I am not really sure what is, if it was me I wouldn't call it dinner.
"Sorry, sweetie. I forgot to tell you, but I really need to go and meet this guy" At this his face expression changes.
"So it's a guy?" I frown, and give him a 'are you being serious right now' look.
"Yes, Al. Usually a wedding involves a guy too" I walk over to him and place a quick kiss on his lips.
"Don't act jealous, it doesn't suits you very well. I'm not sure when I am going to be home, you don't need to wait up"
With that I turn around and walk out of the door. Sometimes I wonder if Al and I are too different, and maybe someday we end up not being able to stand each other. In the moment it feels like that day is closer than expected, but then again maybe it's just wedding nerves. The ride to Tobias' place isn't very long, apparently he is living in the area. I walk over and find his name on the door buzzer.
"Yeah?" His deep voice says, and for some reason it makes my heart speed up.
"It was three right?" I say in a cocky tone. He chuckles and buzzes me in.
I climb the stairs, and smile at him as he gestures for me to come in. I walk in to the apartment, and I am blown away. It's so big, and so freaking awesome. Hard to understand what the hell he was doing in IKEA, all his furniture looks like they cost more than my apartment. And the view! Jesus Christ, I am just standing there starring at the window with my mouth hanging open.
"Take a seat. I am not much of a cook, so please tell me if you get hungry… Then we can call after some take away. I am going out with a friend later tonight, you are more than welcome to come along. I owe you a drink remember" He says with a wink, as we take a seat in the couch. I look around, my eyes lands on a picture. It a picture of Lauren sitting between two military men, must be from Afghanistan. I look away and hands him the papers.
"Let's get to it; The first is out in the nature, very romantic and nice since you are getting married in summertime" As I am talking I can feel him starring at me.
"Do you like me?" He asks, I stop talking and try to avoid his gaze. "Can you?" He pushes.
"No, I don't like you, like you"
"But you have something against me getting married?"
"I can't see how that's important" I say trying to get him to drop the subject, but with no luck.
"But you think that it's a little too fast?"
"Well, it doesn't really give me much time to plan your wedding. So let's look at this…."
"Don't you believe in love at first sight?" Seriously? Can't he just freaking drop it? He is getting on my nerves now.
"Well, yeah in the theory. But in the real world I think that love is hard work, that real love is something you need to work for" He nods and turns in his seat, so he is facing me.
"So you and you boyfriend has been doing that?"
"Yeah we have, and I am very happy with him. You know I used to end up with these assholes, who thought that just coming by whenever their wives were out, was a real relationship" I don't even know why I am telling him these things, it's just kinda floating out of my mouth.
"That's not a way to treat such a pretty woman" He says with a disgusted voice. I must have mistaken, I thought I just heard him call me pretty.
"I know. And Al is nothing like that, he has so many good things"
"Like what?"
"Well he always has everything under control, and then he is very nice" For a moment I am a little embarrassed, that I can't come up with more good things about him.
"So that's the things you are looking for… Nice" He says with a little amusement in his voice.
"Yeah, not as exciting as if your girlfriend has been spooning with Osama Bin Laden" I say pointing to the picture of Lauren. "And you know what, I am not some poor interview victim in your terrible morning show. So let's just get back to this" I say with a stern voice. I hear him trying to hide a laugh, but he scoots closer and looks over my shoulder.
"Then we eat the cake, and then it's done?" Tobias asks getting up, walking over grabbing his phone. It's been hours and I am starving, so I really hope that he is ordering food now.
"No, you forgot the first dance"
"We are just skipping that part"
"You can't do that"
"I don't want to stand there looking like an idiot" He says doing a little dance move, and I agree… If he is going to do that he will be looking like an idiot.
"You need to dance" I say firmly, actually sounding like a little kid trying to get it my way. He looks at me for a second, before he puts the phone down.
"Then you need to teach me" He says walking towards me, I just look up at him. He extends his hand. "Show me" He flashes me a smile that only can make me say yes, I let out a sigh and take his hand.
"Fine, but you will have to pay extra" I joke.
He put his hand on my hip, just low enough for his fingers to brush over my butt cheek. I look him in the eyes, as I move his hand and place it on my waist. He gives me a shy smile. Then I start to show him the steps, he is very awkward. Really can't move around, and he keeps looking down.
"Look up"
"I am afraid that you will step on me"
"I will not"
He looks up at me, and we dance around a little more. And he is getting a hang on it.
"You're doing great! Just focus on looking like you are in love" He stops dancing, and drops his hands.
"Well, maybe we should dance something a little more…."
"What?" I say smiling a little.
Instead of answering he just grabs me roughly, but not so it's uncomfortable. He starts leading into a Tango, and I can't help but laugh. He dips me, and for some reason I can't explain, my reflexes makes me smack him across the face. I grab his face between both of my hands.
"I am so sorry! I don't know what…." I stop when I notice how close our faces are, we are both breathing heavily from the dancing. He starts leaning in and the worst part is that I want this to happen, but when our lips are just about to connect… I pull away.
"I really need to go now" I say grabbing my bag.
"Thanks for the dance" He says and scratches his back nervously.
"Yeah…." I just say and swing the bag over my shoulder, as I turn around. I can hear that I knock a vase down, but I don't look back.
No! NO! NOOOOOOOOOO!
Four POV.
Her hand smacks my face, for a moment I am afraid that I've done something to make her do this. Then I see the shock in her own face, and then her palm press against my cheeks.
"I'm so sorry! I don't know what…."
She stops talking, and we are so close that we are breathing the same air. I look into her eyes, and I must say that they are beautiful. She is beautiful, not in the same way as Lauren, she is truly beautiful. Doesn't need to cover herself with make-up. I find myself leaning in, forgetting all about that I am getting married in 5 weeks. Just when I am about to close the last distance between us, she pulls away.
"I really need to go now" She says walking over to grab her bag.
"Thanks for the dance" I say, scratching my bag awkwardly.
"Yeah…."
With that she turns around and swings her bag over her shoulder, in that movement she knocks down my ne vase. I hear it hit the ground and break, but I've got my eyes on Tris' back. When she is out of the door, I look down to see splinters all over the floor and a….
Half eaten ice cream?