Four POV:

As I go and get some pop for the guys, I hear a the doorbell ring. It must be another player from the football team. But then I hear a muffled sniffling noise that sounds girly. And to confirm my beliefs, I hear Uriah ask, "Tris? Are you okay?"

I have to know what happened. I crush the soda can in my hand and throw it on the ground when Tris says, "Al. Again."

I walk in the room, not expecting to see Tris crying. I've never seen her like this. Never so unstable. Or so fragile.

I literally spill my drink over my shirt. Uriah is hugging a crying Tris. She looks up to me, so vulnerably. I glare at Uriah and he steps back mercifully from the hug. I stick out my arm, offering her my drink. She shakes her head and wipes her nose on her sleeve. I put the drink down and Zeke leaves the room. He comes back with tissues. Tris takes one and I glare at him, It's my job idiot. She's my girlfriend.

Zeke looks at me, I didn't do nothing.

I roll my eyes and sit down next to Tris. She climbs onto my lap and I hug her from behind. I feel her melt into me and I smile.

"Tris. Tell me what happened," I whisper in her ear.

So she gets up and drags me into the kitchen.

She sits on the countertop and I lean against the cupboard.

I look at her expectantly.

Tris takes in a shaky breath and says, "Well, after you dropped me off, and after we had dinner, the doorbell rang. It was Al."

I bite my lip and look at Tris questionably.

She nods.

I rotate my hand, as if to say, Keep going.

She nods, "Well, my mother answered the door. She said to come talk to Al, but I just packed an overnight bag and ran over here."

I hug her. Tris smiles.

"Well, what did Al want?"

"I think he was hoping my mother would answer the doorbell and referee us. But I just ran away. What will everyone think?! I'm a coward Tobias! A coward!"

I smile. She called me Tobias. Not Four. Tobias. I shake my head, "You're the bravest person I know."

Tris smiles weakly and leans up to kiss me. I let her. She wraps her arms around me and I put mine around her petite hips.

I hear footsteps. Someone coughs. Tris and I break apart.

Zeke scratches the back of his neck, "Well, I thought I'd let you know that Lauren, Shauna, Lynn, Marlene, and Christina are all here."

I look at him crazily. Since when do you invite girls to sleepovers?

Zeke puts his arms up in mock defense as Tris walks past him into the living room.

I stand there for a while, until I notice Zeke getting some food out. I help him, and we carry a pack of Sprite, a bowl of chips, and a tube of Red Vines into the living room and set them on the coffee table.

I sit next to Tris who is looking at Christina intently while trying to tell a story and twirl her hair at the same time. Once I put my hand on Tris' back, Christina pauses and Tris turns around to smile at me. She leans into me and Christina keeps talking.

Tris occasionally laughs. This makes me occasionally smile. I hear Christina describe her date with Will the other night.

"And so have you and Four been on any dates?"

I bite my lip.

"Well, Four took me on a motorcycle ride," Tris says slowly.

Christina looks at Tris like she's an alien, "Oh, come on! That doesn't count! But if that's it, I need details!"

Tris sighs and shrugs, "I'm, well, not the romantic type, and you know that, Christina."

"Oh, really?" I butt in.

Tris looks at me and pecks my lips.

Christina laughs really loudly and looks at Will, who is fiddling with his watch. Christina smacks his arm playfully and he huffs, before getting up and sitting super close to Christina on the couch.

Zeke clears his throat, loud enough for everyone to look at him expectantly.

"Well, ladies and gentleman, who wants to play a game?"

Uriah rolls his eyes.

Zeke glares at him, then looks back to everyone else, "Listen peeps, I've got Spin-the-Bottle and Truth or Dare. Take your pick."

Then he sits down next to Shauna on the floor.

Edward, who comes out of the bathroom with his shirt untucked and Myra hooked on his arm, says, "Let's play Spin-the-Bottle."

Myra smiles at him and they kiss in front of everyone.

I can feel Tris rolling her eyes.

Zeke coughs really loudly. Edward and Myra break apart, blushing.

"Okay, people. Get in a circle. Uriah, drain another soda bottle and give it to me."

Uriah rolls his eyes and walks into the kitchen. A minute later, he comes back with a empty bottle.

"Took you less time than I'd have suspected," Zeke comments.

Uriah glares at him, and someone mutters 'burn' before Uriah sits down next to Marlene.

Then Zeke spins the bottle.

It lands on Shauna, who kisses him gladly.

Zeke passes the bottle to Uriah. It lands on Christina. She pecks his cheek briskly, and turns back to Will, angrily.

We all laugh.

Christina passes the bottle to Tris.

She spins it and it lands on Will.

They shake their heads at the same time.

"So...now what?" Christina asks.

"Well if neither of you will kiss, then, um...Tris has to do a dare," Zeke says after a minute.

"A dare? Where did that come from?" Shauna asks.

Zeke shrugs.

Everyone is quiet for a minute, until Christina squeals, "Oh! I have the perfect dare!"

She whispers it in Tris' ear and her eyes go wide.

"Well? What is it?" Zeke asks.

"Tris and Four have to play Seven Minutes in Heaven! And they say romance is dead!" Christina squeals.

What?!

Tris huffs and drags me up. We follow Zeke to Uriah's room.

"Four bro, if anything happens, protection is in the top drawer in Uriah's dresser," Zeke whispers in my ear.

Unfortunately, he says it loud enough for Tris to hear. Her eyes go wide and she blushes. I knee Zeke in the balls. He hunches over, smiling to himself.

I glare at Zeke once more and he closes the door, walking out.

I sit down next to Tris on the bed.

"So...I have never played this before, and what are we supposed to do?" Tris asks.

I stare directly into her bluish-grey eyes, "Well, anything really. Most people kiss or whatever, but if we don't do anything, no one will kno-"

I am interrupted by a kiss that knocks me over. I wrap my arms around Tris and we finish what we started in the kitchen earlier.