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Christina's POV
I held back a smirk as Uriah left with Tris. It's so obvious he likes her it's almost sad.
I wonder if he's asking her out for the 300th time. I don't know why she keeps turning him down. Uriah is a good match for Tris, much better then Logan.
I continue watching the movie until I hear crying. My head whips around and I glance at the door, my eyes narrowed.
What's happening out there? I pause the movie and jog towards the door, then turn the handle. What I see is surprising.
Tris is hunched over on the ground sobbing while Uriah is doing a crappy job at comforting her. His arms are wrapped around her but he looks nervous.
Tris spots me and stands, much too quickly. She grasps for the wall but it doesn't work. Instead, she falls onto the ground unconscious right after Four yells for her.
He rushes over and slips his strong, muscular arms around her. That's one of the things I love about him. He's just so strong. I snap out of it, mentally scolding myself for thinking about Four's body when my best friend just passed out.
Four rushes her to the infirmary and I follow closely, anxious to see what happened.
One of the nurses, a middle aged brunette woman with two piercings, runs up and takes Tris from Four, walking to a vacant room like Tris isn't even unconscious.
She speeds up at a glare from Four and sets Tris down on the bed, then examines Tris, checking her pulse and such.
After a few minutes she turns to us, still looking bored.
"She'll be fine." she says simply, and then exits the room.
I glance over at Four, who looks a little less worried then he was before.
The door opens and Uriah enters the room. When he sees Tris he bursts into tears.
"I'm so sorry, Tris. This is all my fault." Uriah whispers, crouching next to Tris' hospital bed and gently taking her hand in his.
Four tenses up at this and sends a death glare to Uriah.
I feel a hint of annoyance at this. Why is he do protective of Tris? It's starting to get old.
Uriah continues whispering to a still unconscious Tris and Four just waits with his head in his hands.
After 10 minutes of just sitting there I feel antsy.
"I'm gonna go get some snacks. What do you guys want?" I ask them.
Four looks up at this but doesn't say anything and Uriah just ignores me.
I roll my eyes. That boy is obsessed.
I leave the room and walk through the middle of the Pit to a shop with a vending machine, shoving a few dollars in and getting a bag of chips, some Oreos, a small package of beef jerky, and three waters in return.
I stack everything up to make it easier to carry and walk back across the Pit. A flash of black is all I see before someone crashes into me and I drop everything.
I glance up at the person who knocked into me, fuming and ready to give them a piece of my mind.
I see an ugly face full of metal smirking back at me. My eyes narrow. Eric.
"Why don't you watch where you're going?" I snap at him.
Eric crosses his arms. "What's the matter, still not over when I made you hang over the chasm, sweetheart?"
I ignore him, knowing he wants to get a reaction out of me, and gather up the snacks in my arms.
He won't let me go past him, though.
I glare at him. "Eric, I know you have the brain of a cockroach, but can you move out of the way?" I bark.
Eric's grin widens. "Nope. But you know what I can do?"
I'm about to punch him. "What?" I ask boredly.
Eric slaps me across the face and runs off laughing like an idiot. I decide its not worth to go after him and just roll my eyes.
I walk back to the room and when I get there, Tris is awake.
Tris' POV
I wake up with a start, looking around the white room I'm in to find a distressed looking Four and a crying Uriah latched onto my hand.
Suddenly everything that happened an hour ago comes rushing back. Me crying and passing out, Four bringing me here.
I gently pull my hand away and Uriah shoots up, his face looking happier now that I'm awake.
"Hey, Tris," he says gently.
Four perks up at this while I offer Uriah a half smile.
"Hey. You guys could've left," I tell him.
Four gives me a yeah right look and I stick my tongue out at him.
The door opens and Christina walks in looking ticked off. I notice she has snacks and my stomach rumbles. I think I might've skipped lunch.
Four smirks at that and Christina lets out a laugh. She rips open the package of Oreos and hands me one.
I notice that it's cracked but I scarf it down anyways.
Uriah seems to notice too, and asks what happened to them.
Christina grits her teeth and mutters something about Eric being a twelve year old.
We eat in silence and a nurse comes in to check my pulse again.
She leaves after asking me if I feel alright.
"So you guys just sat there while I was unconscious? Creepy." I tease them, hoping to lighten the mood.
Christina rolls her eyes at me.
"What were we supposed to do, leave you?" Uriah asks.
I shrug, and it goes back to awkward silence.
Finally, Uriah stands. "Well, I hate to leave but I have work. I'll see you later Tris," he says with a smile.
Christina follows him out, kissing Four good bye.
I keep from frowning. Usually, I can stand seeing them kiss. But today something feels different.
I expect Four to leave but he doesn't. Instead, he just stands there staring at me. I blush under his gaze but he continues just studying my face.
When it starts to get awkward a nurse comes in and tells me she needs the room and I can leave.
I flinch as I stand up. I guess I hurt my leg when I fell.
Four notices and motions for me to wrap an arm around him for support.
I do, even though it feels weird. I've never touched him for this long before.
We walk in silence down the hall and I try not to think of his strong shoulder beneath my hand.
We reach my room and he opens the door.
I wish I would've cleaned my room today, because there is stuff everywhere. Four doesn't seem to notice, though. I sit down on my bed and glance over at Four, who is awkwardly standing there.
All of this feels awkward. I'm in my room with my best friends boyfriend. It just doesn't feel right.
"You can sit down," I tell Four softly.
He nods and after a moment lowers himself down in a chair.
"You don't have to stay here with me," I mutter out, and instantly regret it. I don't want to make him think I'm not greatful for him staying. I am.
Four looks amused. "And leave you here with a screwed up leg? No, thanks." he replies.
I laugh and Four grins at me with that perfect boyish-grin he has.
"So, what do you want to do? It's boring just sitting here."
Four shrugs. "I don't care. What do you usually do with Christina?" he asks.
"Uh, watch movies, talk, do our hair. Not a lot of guy stuff," I laugh at the thought of Four painting his nails.
Four grins again and I find myself blushing.
"Well, I could always try doing your hair. If you don't mind losing some," he smirks at me.
I look up at him, surprised. But it sounds fun, so I agree.
I reach for some pins and rubber bands that are close enough that I don't have to get up, and hand them to Four.
"Here. Have fun," I smile at him.
He stands and sits behind me, and then his long fingers are running through my hair and I'm pretty sure my face looks like a tomato.
I can feel the hair knotting up but Four continues. After a minute or two he detangles his fingers and lets out a frustrated sigh.
"I can't do this," he says out loud.
I chuckle. "It's not that hard, Four."
Four looks at me in disbelief and with a sigh, takes a second go on my hair.
I'm not sure what he's trying to do but it feels so wrong I almost laugh. Four secures it with a hair tie and then stands, holding back a laugh. He helps me walk into the bathroom and when I look in the mirror I burst into laughter.
I think Four was attempting a braid, but it sure doesn't look like it. What it looks like is a whole bunch of knots and random twists smashed together.
"It's beautiful." Four says with a smirk, and I continue laughing. Hanging out with him is strangely fun.
Once we're back to my bed I sit on it and attempt to un tangle my hair.
Four laughs as he watches me and I almost smile at how cute it is.
Once I'm satisfied with my hair, I turn back to Four.
We decide to watch a movie next since I never did finish the one with Christina, and Four leaves to grab one from his apartment.
I still can't believe this is happening. I mean, Four is here with me instead of being with Christina. The thought makes me smile, but I do feel a little guilty at Four choosing me over her.
Four comes back a few minutes later with some action movie and pops it in the DVD player. With Four's help I stumble over to the couch and sit down.
The movie begins and Four sits down next to me. I notice it's a little closer then normal.
"Four?" I ask about fifteen minutes into the movie.
"Yeah?" he asks, turning to look at me.
I look down at my lap.
"Do you have any tattoos?" I randomly ask.
Four looks at me for a minute, probably trying to wonder why I'm asking such a weird question, and then he nods.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well, I was thinking about getting another one." I reply.
Four is still looking at me instead of the movie.
"You only have the one, right?" he asks, motioning to my ravens.
I shake my head. "No. I have the Abnegation and Dauntless seal on my shoulder."
"Can I see?" Four asks.
I'm knocked off my feet by this question. My cheeks heat up until I can feel them burning. I might be Dauntless now, but I was raised in Abnegation. And the thought of having my bare shoulder exposed while Four looks at it is just scary.
But I want to show him the tattoo. I don't know why. Perhaps it's because he's so irresistible. I bite my lip to keep from laughing at the last comment.
"Sure." I reply simply, like it's no big deal at all.
Four doesn't waste any time. He gently pulls aside my shirt and slips it over my shoulder, being careful not to expose anything else.
He study's it for a minute and then smiles.
"I have the same one on my back," he says with a laugh.
I raise a brow. "Seriously? Can I see?" I can't believe I just asked him that.
But Four nods and swiftly pulls his shirt off.
I stare at the tanned muscle for a few seconds and then snap out of it and look at the tattoo. Before I can stop myself my fingers are brushing over it.
Four tenses up beneath me, and then relaxes.
I pull away and his shirt is back on. After that we sit on the couch in an awkward silence. There has been too many awkward silences today.
Four then looks over at me and smiles.
Not a smirk, or a grin, a real smile.
My heart melts at the sight of it. After half an hour of watching the movie I start to grow tired. Instinctively, my head rests on Four's shoulder.
He looks a little surprised, but doesn't object. Instead he actually wraps an arm around me.
"I'm tired," I mumble out loud, cuddling up into him likes he's a pillow. I know that this is wrong. But I don't have any plans to pull away any time soon.
Four just nods and soon, my eyes grow heavier. Right before I fall asleep Four smoothes back my hair and plants a small kiss on my forehead.
"Sleep well, Tris." he says quietly, and a hint of a smile plays on my lips as I fall asleep.
Author's Note: Don't you just love FourTris moments? :D I do. Anyways, thanks for reading guys! Next chapter will be posted at 10 reviews, because I got so many last time and I really don't feel like writing another! xD So I'm gonna make it harder for you guys.