Author's Note: I am really not liking the cast for Divergent. The guy who plays Eric is old and blonde and just yuck. What do you guys think of him? Will is terrible, too.

Chapter 13:

Tris' POV

I actually kissed Four. Not just a little peck on the cheek, a real kiss. My first real kiss that I actually wanted, not like the one I had with Uriah. I can't keep from grinning as I trudge back to the fields. Paint hits me multiple times but I'm too happy to notice. Part of me feels like I should regret kissing Four. He did just leave Christina, and he was a jerk to me. But he did apologize, and let's face it, he's extremely hard to stay mad at.

"Tris!" an annoyed voice screams at me.

I whip around to see a paint free Shauna staring at me. "I shot you like five times! Just please get out already," she hisses.

And then she's covered in paint. I see Zeke stepping out, laughing. "I got you!" he yells at her, grinning.

Shauna sends me a glare and throws down her gun, walking over to the others who are out. I follow after her, walking up to Four but not saying anything. He looks up from his gun and glances at me.

"Hey, Tris," he says with a slight smirk. Now that I'm back to being normal Tris, I blush. Just a little.

Four leans against a tree. "Got any plans for later?" he asks.

My heart flutters. Is he gonna ask me to do something with him? "Not that I know of," I reply, trying to keep my voice from wavering.

Four seems to think it over for a minute. And then he nods, giving me his perfect boyish smile. "You want to come over later?" he asks. That surprises me. I thought we would go out to dinner, do something in public. The thought of being alone with him in his room is a little scary.

"Uh, sure," I reply with a small smile. Four looks happy with that. We stand in silence until the game ends, and then the train comes. Four swings himself on with such precision I didn't even know it was possible. I'm a little less graceful. I make a jump for the train and hardly reach it.

Four grabs my hand and I scramble onto the train, a little embarrassed. It takes a few minutes to get back to the Dauntless compound. Finally, I hop off the train, Four at my heels. We walk into The Pit and I spot Christina with Will, sitting on a bench outside one of the shops, both smiling. I hide a smile myself. I always thought they would be better together then Christina and Four. I mean, Four is so much different then Christina. Christina is bubbly and out going, and Four is reserved and quite intimidating. Not that Christina isn't intimidating, because she very much is. But that's not her natural self.

Four stops in the middle of walking and my face almost slams into his back. He turns around and chuckles. "You want to come over now?" Four asks.

"Sure," I reply. "Just let me change really quick," Four heads off towards his room and I go back to mine, not bothering to hide my excitement as I change into a black v-neck t shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. I add combat boots and quickly side braid my hair. I make sure I don't smell too bad, and then I'm off.

I slow down a bit as I reach Four's room. Suddenly, I'm feeling a little nervous. I've never really been alone with a guy before, let alone be alone with him in his room. I finally summon up the courage to knock, and Four immediately comes to the door. He swings it upon and steps aside so I can enter. I step inside and glance around his room. It's pretty much like mine, with a bed, a dresser, a couch, and white walls. And of course, 'Fear God Alone' is spray painted onto one of the walls. I don't know why I'm so nervous. I mean, I've been in his room before when he took care of me. But I wasn't exactly awake the whole time, either.

"It's not much," Four says, and I think I hear a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

I sit down on the couch. "I like it." I reply simply. Four sits next to me and I look at my lap awkwardly. This is exactly what I was afraid of. Not having anything to talk about.

"I guess you should know that I'm not that great with talking and everything. Christina always got on me for being so quiet," Four explains with a grin.

I let out a laugh. "I'm not that great of a conversation starter either, Four."

Four shrugs, seeming to relax a little bit. "Well, I guess we can sit here and stare at each other the whole time, then," Four says with a smirk.

I sink into the couch, smiling. "But seriously, we should talk, Tris. I mean, I kissed you, right? So where do we go from here? Christina's gonna have a fit if she sees us together. But I do want to be with you, Tris," Four says, running his fingers through his dark hair.

I blush a little. That's the first time I've heard a guy say that, besides Uriah. And I didn't like him so much. To think that this perfect guy wants me is just . . . Impossible to think about. "Christina would be upset," I agree.

I wouldn't want her to be mad at me. But I also want to be with Four. I can't have both, I guess. And then an idea comes to me. "Four, what if we hid it?" I offer, looking up at him.

Four blinks, as if wondering what I'm talking about. "Hide that we're together?" he asks slowly.

I nod. "I mean, Christina wouldn't find out. We would still be able to see each other, but no one would know. I mean, we don't have to.." I can see the gears turning in Four's mind. And then he chuckles.

"That might just be a good idea, Tris." he says. "In fact, that's a great idea. That's what we'll do. And it's not like it'll be forever. Someone will catch us eventually," I'm surprised at how casual Four sounds by all of this. I sense something else, though. He seems a little bit anxious.

I let it go as he moves a little closer. "You're a good kisser and smart," Four mumbles down at me, smiling softly.

I duck my head, blushing deeply. Four tips my chin up and presses his lips against mine, lightly. I scoot closer, closing my arms around his waist. He does the same, deepening the kiss. I kiss him back, a little harder. His hands find my jacket and slip it off. I shudder, all my nerves on end. How far am I gonna let this go?

Four pulls me tighter to him, sliding his hand up my back and curling around my shoulders. I'm not even aware that my hand is touching his stomach until I feel my fingers brush his hard abs. Four pulls away and suddenly his lips are touching my neck. That's when my eyes fly open, and I'm feeling even more nervous. I start to tremble and Four instantly pulls away, looking like I just slapped him.

"Are you alright?" he asks, frowning.

I nod, trying to recover from the scare. "I'm, uh, fine." I lie, the shivers still wracking my body.

Four sees right through it. He places a hand on my arm and I nearly jerk it away. "You're not alright," his voice is gentler this time.

I bite down on my lip. "I just... I don't know, Four. I don't want to move too fast, that's all. And part of me is still Abnegation," I confess.

Four doesn't say anything and I fumble to save myself. "I mean, I jus-" Four cuts me off. "I know what you mean, Tris. It's alright. I don't want to rush things either." Four smiles at me and I nearly tackle him.

This is the only guy who would understand how I'm feeling. "Thanks, Four," I lean forward and wrap my arms around him, drinking in his warmth. When he wraps his arms around me I'm certain he's what I want. Not Uriah, not Logan. Four makes me feel safe. Secure, even. He doesn't push me to do things and he's just so.. So easy to relate to.

Maybe I could even love him.

Author's Note: For those of you who read Maid For You, I'll be updating within the next few days. :) I took a break from writing for awhile but now I'm back. Review! :D