A/N:
Don't really have much to say here… Lots of fluff in this chapter.

Disclaimer: Do I have to keep on saying this? I don't own anything except my ideas!

"Tris…" Tobias warns me again. I roll my eyes and take his glasses off my face, setting them back on his own.

"Listen, Tobias, I'm not ready for that, and I highly doubt that you are either," I say. I see the color return to his face. Does he really not trust me that much? If anything, it should be me who doesn't trust him.

"Thank God. I thought you were suggesting something there, Tris." I roll my eyes at him again.

"Oh, grow up, Tobias," I joke. I step backwards and fiddle with my hands for the doorknob. When I find it, I use my fingers and lock it. I step towards him and wrap my arms around his neck. I love being so close to him. I can see my reflection slightly in his glasses. Damn, I love his glasses.

"I thought you just wanted to talk," he says while smirking, but places his hands gently on my waist anyway.

"Well, I thought we can do that, and this." With that said, I firmly fit my mouth to his for maybe the fourth or sixth time today. He kisses me back almost instantly, and I love the feeling of his lips on mine. I love it when he hesitates to kiss me first. I love it when I feel that spark when he runs his tongue across my bottom lip. I love how I can feel the calluses on his hands when he finds a strip of my skin where my shirt isn't concealing it. I love it when I can feel the rim of the glasses he wears for me pushing against me just above my eye sockets. I love all of it. I love all of him.

Wait. Just. A. Damn. Minute.

I love him?

Oh.

My.

God.

I love him.

I pull away from him in utter shock. He looks at me with a confused look on his face. Those certain three words keep repeating in my mind. He must see the puzzled-ness in my expression. He has to see it. It has to be clear as day.

"Something wrong?" he finally asks. Should I tell him? I have to, don't I? This involves him, as well as myself.

"I- I think I love you," I whisper. I'm not sure he heard me until he responds.

"Say it again." What? I decide not to question him.

"Tobias, I am in love you," I say a little louder this time. He slides his hands up my bare arms and shoulders, and he secures them entangled in my hair - the hair that I got the green highlights in with him. I shiver involuntarily at the touch of his skin against my own.

It then occurs to me that none of my friends commented on my hair, but then again, they probably weren't surprised I got a new color. I get new highlights every two months. They were out over time.

My off-topic thoughts are interrupted when he presses his lips back to mine, way harder than before. I can feel the last two years of my life slip away.

Because I now realize that I forgive him.

I wasn't so sure that I did before, but now I am. I haven't been so sure of anything else in my entire life except for this right here: That I forgive him; that I love him.

I wrap my arms tighter around his neck trying not to suffocate him. I want him closer to me. I want him I want him I want him. No, I need him.

Just when I'm about to pull his shirt off, my phone starts blaring 'Uptight' by Imagine Dragons. Tobias pulls back, a smile glued on his face. I find myself smiling as well.

"Hello?" I ask into the phone.

"Tris! What are you and Four doing up there?! We're waiting for you two down here!" Christina shrieks. I hear multiple levels of agreeing in the background. Oh. Yeah. We're still at Christina's house.

In her bedroom.

Confessing our love for each other.

"Yeah, yeah, we'll be down there in about five," I say, hanging up. When I put my phone back in my pocket, Tobias instantly presses his forehead to mine. I feel his glasses again, slightly warm from when my face was pressed up against them before.

"I love you, too," he says. I smile. He loves me. The boy who broke my heart loves me. And I love him.

It seems almost wrong.

"Let's go," I whisper against his lips, "Christina wants us down there." He grabs my hand, unlocks the door, and leads us downstairs.

"Finally!" Zeke exclaims when we reach the bottom step.

"We thought you guys died up there. Either that, or you guys were getting laid big time," Lynn says, showing no emotion whether she cared that we were or not.

"Sorry, we were, uh…" I start. How do I finish this?

"We were confessing our undying love for each other!" Yeah, that sounds about right. Legit, almost.

"Talking. We were just talking," Tobias finishes for me. He uses a tone of voice that indicates that the conversation is over, and that it never actually started in the first place. No one asks any more questions.

Sexy, I think to myself. I hope to God that no one here has telepathic powers, or something.

"So," Uriah awkwardly clears his voice. "Finish our game of Truth or Dare?"

After the party, Tobias takes me home.

"You know," he begins, "saying that we love each other in Christina's bedroom wasn't here I pictured us being when we said that to each other." I laugh.

"Where did you want us to be?" He face turns red. Embarrassment. Oh God, where did he want us to be when we said that?! "Never mind, forget I asked," I say. He smiles as saying, "Thanks-for-changing-the-subject-because-that-would-be-really-embarrassing-to-say."

"This day was actually sort of…great," he says. "We should do this again sometime." I nod.

"I'm free tomorrow. That's Sunday, right?" He tells me yes. "See you tomorrow, then?" I ask.

"See you tomorrow, Tris."

I kiss him goodnight and walk in the front door. My mom is sitting on the couch drinking coffee, surprisingly not on her phone. Although, I do bet my dad is in his office and that Caleb is studying.

"Hey, Mom," I say awkwardly. I don't know how much Caleb told her about entering on Tobias and me kissing on the couch.

"Hello, sweetie. Caleb told me that you have a boyfriend."

Shit. Is there anything that Caleb keeps a secret?!

I nod.

"I heard that it's Tobias Eaton." She smiles sweetly at me. "I'm so glad you forgave him. He was always such a nice kid." I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding in.

"So, you're not mad…?" I ask. She shakes her head. Another sigh of relief. I sit down on the chair across from her. "I think I'm in love with him," I tell her quietly. I don't think, though. I know I love him. I just confessed it to him at Christina's house. In her bedroom, actually.

My mom, on the other hand, almost spits out her coffee. She somehow keeps it in her mouth. Just barely, though.

"My little baby girl is in love!" she says a little too loudly. I'm surprised that Caleb didn't hear. "Did you tell him yet?" I can't believe my mom is getting so into this. Although, we never did have mother - daughter talks like this, unless it involved "girl issues." I think I like this.

"I told him at Christina's house…" I say, embarrassed that it wasn't somewhere nice or at least romantic. But, Tobias and I don't really like any of that shit romance stuff, anyways.

"What did he say back?"

"He said he loves me, too."

My mom smiles.

"Well, you should go get some rest, honey. I bet you stayed up all night at Tobias's place." She winks at me, while I gape at her. How the hell does she know this stuff?!

After saying an uncomfortable good night, I walk upstairs. Just when I'm about to open my door, I hear Caleb talking to me from behind.

"So you're in love," he says. This day keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?

"Yeah, so?" I say harshly. I don't turn to face him.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm okay with that. Tobias is a cool guy. Minus the whole ditching you thing two years ago. Just be careful, though, okay?" he says. I turn around to face him. I wrap my arms around him and hug him. He actually cares. My brother who only cares about books and grades and studying actually cares about me.

"I will be," I tell him.

And I will be.

A/N:
EEEEE IMAGINE DRAGONS IS SO COOL.

'KAY LATER!

~thatrandomdivergent