A/N: This is Nix, based off of Treacherous by Taylor Swift. Disclaimer is in the description. It starts with her waiting for him so they can train together, since none of the others provide a challenge to train against. They secretly have feelings for each other. Takes place in FoF in Nine's lecture hall.

"Put your lips close to mine, as long as they don't touch. Out of focus, eye to eye, till the gravity's too much."- Taylor Swift, Treacherous

GENERAL POV

She got impatient, waiting for him to come. He promised he would be there by 8:00. It was now 8:10. Then, something fell down from the ceiling and hit her head. Even before she had looked up, she knew what it was. It was him, sitting on the ceiling cross legged. He had dropped a pencil on her head. On purpose, of course.

"What took you so long?" She said haughtily.

"Worried about me sweetheart?" He replied.

"Of course not. And I've told you not to call me that!

"I saw your face! You were worried sick! And you know you love it when I call you that!

"Urghh"

He stood up, while still on the ceiling, so that their lips were nearly touching. So close, she couldn't see his face clearly. Then he lost his footing and fell down on top of her. She shoved him off.

"Come on let's train!" she said.

SIX POV (Next Day)

Arghh! Why does he make me feel like this? I mean this is Nine! Him, of all people! Well I'll have to cope with it. I'm sure I'll get over it. I have to! I don't know why he sweeps my breath away whenever he enters the room. Why whenever he goes to leave the room after training, I ask him to stay. I suppose we have to get along, for everyone else's sake.

NINE'S POV (That Night)

I couldn't sleep, so I got out of bed, grabbed my flashlight and walked toward the lecture hall. I couldn't get Six off my mind! Maybe I could get some training in before…CRASH! My body collided with another person, interrupting my thoughts. In the light of the two flashlights on the floor, one from the other person, I could just make out the identity of the mystery figure. It was her. Six.

"I'm so sorry, Nine!" She said. "I wasn't looking where I was going."

"It's alright Sweetheart."

"I told you not to… Oh never mind. You wanna go train? That's where you were going, right?"

"Yeah."

"Follow me then."

Her piercing grey eyes shined through the darkness. She really is beautiful. I think I love her. Never mind think, I do love her. I love Number Six.

'This slope is treacherous, and I, I, I… like it.'- Treacherous, Taylor Swift

A/N: I think there will be a part two of this. Using a different song of course. Sorry for any OOCness from Nine. I can't write him very well. I feel like I did okay with Six's POV and General POV though. Give me feedback in comments! Constructive criticism is ABSOLUTELY welcome! You can submit requests with the form on the previous chapter! I especially need song suggestions for the sequel. Thanks for reading!

Xxx

Lily