hey, so thnx for your patience! I'm going on vacation, so this is my last update for a few weeks. I'll be writing while I'm in the car:) as soon as I get back, you'll be rewarded for your patience.

also, this chapter has fluff:) *DISCLAIMER: I don't own divergent or it's characters...so without further ado..

Chapter 3

Beatrice P.O.V.

I wake up in the middle of the night. My throat in parched, I need water. I stand and slowly, quietly, I tiptoe out of the room. It's so dark. I can barely see a few feet in front of me.

As I slowly make my way to the kitchen, I hear footsteps. I wonder who it is.. I turn around and hit my head on someone's shoulder. "Ow!" I whisper.

"Shhhhh..are you okay?" He reaches over and evaluates my head, I can feel my heart skip a beat.

"yeah," it's Jackson. i couldn't go to sleep earlier, he kept slipping into my mind. I was trying to sleep, and I just couldn't. He looks like he hasn't slept either.

"Why are you up?" I couldn't help my curiosity. I just suddenly want to know.

As soon as I asked him, he flushed crimson and looked nervous, flashing me a crooked smile. "I'm awake...because I couldn't stop thinking about you."

"oh." I murmur, "really?" I try to keep my voice normal but it sounds high pitched. What does he mean, 'I couldn't stop thinking about you?' I feel butterflies creeping their way through my stomach. I barely know him, but I start imagining our future together...

We can have little abnegation children, they're so adorable! And, although abnegation is bland, it will grow on them! Jackson and I can be courted, and we'll live in this sea of grey together. And, if he lets me, I might be able to decorate our house a little bit..and nobody will know!

i know it sounds outrageous, but there is a possibility. But first, I have to ask him, "what do you mean you couldn't stop thinking about me?"

his is face flushes again as he runs his fingers through his hair. "Well," he says it quietly. I look through his long eyelashes and into his warm, thoughtful eyes. He looks like he's deep in thought, struggling for the right words to say. My heart starts to flutter and the butterflies are back. He takes a deep breath and continues, "my mind won't shut off, Beatrice. Every time I close my eyes I think about you. I think about you, your face, your laugh, your smile, your everything. I can't keep your beauty out of my head." I can feel warmth spreading to my cheeks. Thank goodness no one's here. They would put an abrupt halt on our conversation, after all, we are supposed to be asleep..it's only us two in the world right now, and nobody can stop it. "Beatrice, every time I would see you at school, I would stare at you, basking in your beauty. you're so beautiful," I am not pretty! I look like a little girl. "You are one of the most beautiful girls I've ever met, Beatrice. I like the fact that you don't care about what other people think. You're not afraid to be you. That's what I like about you the most." His voice turned into a whisper towards the end. He's only inches away from me now. My heart is so close to jumping out of my chest.

I don't know what to say about it. That was so..breathtaking, so beautifully said. He reaches up and puts his hand on my cheek. The butterflies are back, I'm not sure what to expect. "That was amazing Jackson." It's only a whisper. I didn't realize that I was holding my breath. Just then, I feel his full, soft lips on my forehead. When he pulls back, he flashes his crooked smile and I know that the fire in his cheeks is also on my cheeks.

Maybe we truly can be together. "Can we go get some water?" He nods, and we walk together to the kitchen.

After grabbing some glasses we sit at a table across from each other. "I really didn't like it here," I mutter. I i honestly don't like being closed off in this sea of grey.

he looks puzzled, "then why did you stay?" I did it for my parents, but now I have another reason. I sigh and tell him, "my brother left, Jackson. And, of all places, he chose erudite. My dad hates them, and he chose to run off to them. I'm never gonna see him again and neither are my parents. They were so sure that he would stay, and he didn't!" My throat feels like it has a bug ball inside it. Tears are threatening to run down my face. Be strong Beatrice. "I couldn't leave my parents. Not knowing how much they grieve already without Caleb. If I knew that both Caleb and I transferred, I just couldn't bear the pain of knowing what I would have done to them! But now, I am happy that i chose to stay not only with my parents, but also with you."

Tears are streaming down my face, and almost immediately, I feel his arms around me. "It's okay, Beatrice. I think we need some sleep. We've got a big day tomorrow." We walk, arm in arm, to the dorms.

When we get there, he gives me a bear hug and kisses my forehead again. We separate, and he says "I'll see you tomorrow." And flashes his crooked smile.
my heart leaps just at the sight of him.

Is this love? I don't know. I like him -my heart was bound to jump out of my chest. Every time I see him my heart brings up its pace and the butterflies always come back. I think I might love him.

I try to go back to sleep, but his words keep on popping into my head..

I couldn't stop thinking about you.

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