hello my favs! out of school today so you might get 2 updates! ENJOY!


He starts to kiss my neck, lightly. But I want more. I pull him up so our lips are meeting again. I kiss him, each time like it will be our last.

I grip the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up. He sits up and yanks it off, falling into another kiss.

I run my fingers through his hair. I am on fire. every part of me that he is touching feels electric. But I am still cold. Layers of clothing still separate us, leaving me feeling like ice.

He starts to unbutton my shirt, and I am suddenly aware of how small I am. I pull away, and examine my small chest. I feel his eyes on me and I look up at him.

"Gorgeous," he says, amazement written all over his face.

I don't understand him. He could literally have any other girl that he wants.

But he chose me. Why? I don't know. But I don't care.

I lean in, crashing his lips with mine. I want him right now, in this moment. But then I realize something.

"CALEB!" I shout, and he pulls away.

"What?" he asks, obviously confused.

"CALEB IS GOING TO BE HERE IN LIKE FIVE MINUTES!" I grab my shirt and button it up, heading to clean up the mess in the kitchen.

I hear Tobias groan, "That brother of yours will be the death of me."

I laugh, "Sorry, sorry,"

Tobias comes in, with his shirt back on, "we never ate, did we?" he asks

"Nope," I say "but I'm not hungry anymore" I add, kissing his cheek.

"Me neither," he picks me up by the backs of my thighs and sits me on the counter. He starts to kiss me again when I hear the door open. We both pull away.

"Beatrice," he calls out, "I'm hom-"

He looks over at us and immediately scowls at Tobias. "Why is he here?"

"Because I invited him." I say casually, hopping off of the counter.

"He needs to leave, I have homework to do." He says, heading for the fridge.

"Look, Caleb," I say, "can't you just talk to him? One normal conversation with him? Please?"

"No, I don't like him Bea, he is just going to break your heart." He opens the fridge, "Is this pancake batter?"

I look at Tobias, and then back at Caleb, "no he isn't! Just shake his hand for Christ sakes!"

"Tris," Tobias says, "its okay, I'll go." He kisses my cheek and heads for the door.

"Tobias! No wait!" I yell after him, but he walks out anyway.

"What the hell Caleb!" I scream, "he hasn't done one thing but be nice to you, but you treat him like crap every time you speak to him!"

"Bea," he says, moving towards me, "I just don't want you to get hurt."

"I love him, Caleb" I say, pointing at the door that Tobias just walked out of, "and he loves me, a lot." I take a deep breath, "I care about him, and can't you see that?"

"You loved Robert, remember?" he says.

"I thought I loved Robert. I thought I did." I say, lowering my voice.

"What makes you think this is any different?" he asks me, "you think that you love him. That's all it is."

"You don't understand. He's different." I say "if you can't except that I'm sorry, now if you will excuse me, I have you go apologize to my boyfriend" I say, as I slam the door.

When I get outside, Tobias is sitting on my front porch.

"Hey" I say, sitting down on his lap, "I'm sorry,"

''what are you sorry for?" he asks me

"Caleb, he was being an ass." I say, putting my head on his shoulder.

"It's okay," he says, and then me smiles down at me, "I love you too."

I giggle, "You heard everything we said in there didn't you?"

He smiles, "just the important stuff."

"What important stuff?" I ask, jokey.

"Just the part where you had an ex-boyfriend named Robert." He says, amused.

"THAT WAS TWO YEARS AGO!" I squeal

"Whatever you say," he teases.

"Tobias Eaton, like you have never had a girlfriend before!" I say, moving my legs so they are straddling him.

He puts his hands in my hair, "you know that girl Lauren? Cheer captain?" I nod, "I dated her all through freshman year."

"But, she is like…a hoe!" I say, shocked.

"Yeah I know, that's why I broke up with her." He says, rubbing his thumbs idly on my thighs.

"Figures," I say, and then pressing my lips to his.

He pulls away, "say it again."

I know what he is talking about, "I love you," I say, putting my head in the crook of his neck.

"I love you," he says


kinda short, but oh well! R&R!

-riley