Diverginmadness ( believe that was the name) had a good point. I shouldn't rush into a Fourtris and I wasn't planning to! I like slow stories just like you so please forgive me for not updating in a while. School,family,work...(Yes I work ,but only on Friday nights)
Any who , here is a chapter!
Review if you want Eric to sweep into the story as a good or bad guy...
TRIS POV
I scurry out of school,trying not to meet Four in any way. I am surprisingly lucky and make it home safe and sound. I push past Caleb up the stairs. I walk down the carpeted hallway to my room. The white door pushes open, and I close it behind me. I throw my backpack on my bed. I pull out my swivel chair and sat in it . I rest my elbows on my computer desk and rest my head in my hands. Four is just another person. Another jerk another liar. I try so hard to convince myself last night that there was hope to change him,but his actions today were the opposite. Chris texts me ,asking where I went after school. I reply telling her that I am at home. I receive another text.
Hey-4
I frown.
When did I give you my number?
My phone screen immediately lights up with another message.
Chris ,gave it to me.-4
How do you know if this is Tris?-Tris
First,I never said Tris and gave no indication whatsoever . Second, you somehow knew it was me. What if I was a serial killer?-4
I face-palm myself.
I hate it when you're right. I know it's you because you always say hey.-Tris
haha, I'm coming over.-4
I freeze. No he is not coming over
No.-Tris
Too late...-4
"TRIS! Four is here for you!"
I drop my phone on the desk and the contact makes a loud noise. I rub my face.
"You have got to be kidding me..." I hear a knock on my door. I stand up and open the door slightly. I see Four leaning against the door frame.
"Hey."
"What do you want?"
He pushes past me into my room. This jerk doesn't even ask...
"What can't I just hang out with you?"
I sigh and slam the door.
"I don't want to be toyed with ,Four. So I suggest you leave." I said sternly.
"Whoa," He says raising his hands in surrender."What did I do to you?"
I roll my eyes.
"You told me yesterday, you wanted to become a better person and change."
He stands up and towers over me.
"You're jealous." He said with a smirk. I shove his chest.
"Not jealous, more like sick,irritated,annoyed..." I sat opening the door."Now you can leave." I point to the exit. He walks to the door,but he stops in his tracks and looks me in the eyes.
"I'm sorry for disappointing you."
"Whatever,just leave."
He nods,but he just stands there.
"What?" I said.
"Nothing. I just want a -" He wraps his arms around me."-Hug." I try to push him off,but his hold is too tight.
"Let go ,idiot."
"See you later." He lets go and leaves. I slam the door shut and lock the door. I drop on my bed and throw a pillow at the door. I fist my hands. Why am I so angry with him? Why does he have to be a jerk,idiot,...And a stupid Playboy?!
I call Zaine up and he answers with a sweet voice.
"What are you doing?" I ask him. I hear a clang of what sounds like pans and glass.
"Uh... baking..."
"You bake?"
"Yeah, my mom was a professional." I smile. How sweet.
"Can I stop by instead of tomorrow for our get together?"
"Yeah of course."
"Okay, where can I meet you?"
"Uh, just meet me at the cafe. I'll be there in a few ."
"Okay, until then."
"as to you ,love."
I felt my cheeks heat up at his words.
I stand up and brush down my hair. My attire was warm and cozy. Knee high black boots and a collared shirt under a knit sweater . I wore black pants which tucked in my boots. I throw a scarf on and a pea coat. I jog down the stairs. I pass the kitchen.
"Hon? Why did Four leave so soon?"
"hm?" I ask innocently."Oh, uh something came up."
"Oh okay. Where are you going?"
"Going out with a friend."
"Who?"
"Oh, a guy named Zaine." I said nonchalantly, but she drops the cup in her hand.
"Wait wait... Don't tell me your dating someone I don't know."
"I can bring him here later?..."I say in a form of a question.
She nods. I open the front door and sigh in relief. I walk down to the cafe instead of driving. I see Zaine talking to what I believe was a co-worker. I walk in.
"Hey,Tris!" Zaine says with his white teeth showing. He gives me a hug,and the warmth from him heats not only my chest but my cheeks also.
"Hey, what are we doing?"
"Oh,well, I thought a picnic would be nice. Especially since it's a bit warmer today ." He raises a basket.
I smile.
"You're awesome. You know that right?"
"Well, I am Zaine."
I chuckle at that.
"Shall we?" He said gesturing towards the door. I nod. He and I walk down the sidewalk towards the park me and Four were at the other night. I frown at the thought of Four. Once we arrive at the park, Zaine grabs my hand. I blush furiously. I grip onto his hand with more confidence. I look up at him. He smiles down on me. We walk around to find a good spot. We agree on a spot near the water ,and it was a quiet spot. He places a blanket on the ground . We both take a seat and he pulls out some food.
"Here is some pasta. I am not a sandwich guy so I wouldn't know anything about that stuff." He hands me a container with penne and alfredo sauce. My mouth waters when I open the lid. The aroma fills the air. I grin.
"It smells and looks amazing. I said. He sets out a few other things.
"Thank please, taste it." He hands me a fork. I gratefully take it. I take a scoop of the pasta and place it in my mouth. The sauce was so creamy, and the noodles were the perfect texture.
"Oh gosh...This is so good." I said . He smiles.
"Thank you for agreeing!"
We eat and have a conversation...
AFTER THEY HAVE EATEN,...
"So, you are working in a cafe because you're raising money to go to a culinary school?"
"Yeah, I want to be like my mother." Zaine says.
"What's your last name?" I ask .
"Oh, well it's Wellson."
I nod.
"What about you?"
"Prior."
He nods.
"Did I tell you are beautiful?" He says, looking directly into my eyes.
"I've lost count by now." I said jokingly. I look at his hazel eyes.
"Did I tell you how much I want to kiss you?"
"No,but did you know how long I was thinking that?"
"No,but can I help you with that?" He ask with a small smile. I lean closer to him . His breath tickling my cheek.
"Yes."
I felt his hand reach the side of my face and my hand reaches for his chest. His other hand touches my waist. My nose touches his, and soon our lips do the same. His lips tasted of the previous desserts we ate a few minutes ago. It was soft,our kiss. Soft and unsure. We pull away with a smile,and lean forward with more courage and press more firmly. I turn my head to the right and our lips seemed to want more. Minutes flew during this little moment.
"Tris?" I hear a voice behind me and I pull apart from Zaine's lips. I turn around. I see familiar blue eyes.
"Four,What are you doing here?" I ask. I could feel my flushed cheeks heat up more by the fact that he saw us.
"Clearing my mind." He says gruffly and walks away.
I disentangle myself from Zaine and sit with my knees to my chin. I felt Zaine put his arm around me. I lean against him.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah , he's just something I don't want to think about." I whisper to him. I feel his nod. I turn to look at him. I kiss his lips softly and quickly.
"I should head back home now,though I would rather stay with you."
"Of course." We stand up and leave hand in hand.
