Chapter 4 Part 2 -Tobias POV

After playfully putting whipped cream onto Tris' ears our breakfast turned into a food fight and my apartment is where the battle would take place. My hair is full of flour and whipped cream and my shirt is no longer black, it's white. I look at Tris and realize how attractive she looks despite her hair, face, shirt and pretty much the rest of her covered in whipped cream. But that's the thing about being in Dauntless, your aiming has to perfect.

She pulls me extremely close and kisses me. I pick her up and she wraps her legs around my waist and I sit her on the counter and the kissing intensifies, Tris picks up a strawberry from the counter slowly bringing it to my lips I bite it and Tris bites the other half, I press my lips against the strawberry and her lips the juice now dripping out of the sweet fruit making our kiss taste like strawberries.

I'm losing my self-control.

She is so beautiful and magical, she is making my crazy. She slowly glides her hand under my shirt, electricity strikes though me, so do nerves.

She whispers in my ear 'Tobias your top is filthy!' to which I smirk and respond:

'It's extremely filthy,' I agree with a hint of sarcasm. Whispering in her ear seductively I say 'I think we will have to do without it.'

And in one swift motion I took my shirt off. Her hand, still placed at the bottom of my back slides to the front of my body, she looks at me stunned, but with pure love and desire in her eyes.

'Better?' I ask Tris, smirking.

'Much,' she responded nervously. She then kissed my lips, my throat, my neck and carried on down until my belly button. I was exploding inside, she-it- felt amazing. I was living in paradise and I could see she was too. Kissing for what felt like decades made me oblivious to any noises outside.

Then there was a knock on the door.

I nearly screamed and jumped away from Tris with anger. Why do all the good things have to be interrupted?

'I'll get it.' I tell Tris, trying to stay calm. What we were doing before we got rudely interrupted was amazing. The people who knocked better be worth it.

Reluctantly and aggressively, I open the door. To my surprise, four friends of mine stood in front of me with worried expressions on their faces. I stare harshly at Zeke, Uriah, Will and Christina, waiting –impatiently- for them to start talking. Anger starts burning in my eyes. They must have sensed or rather even heard our little food fight because immediately they start talking over each other. Uncomfortableness surrounds me as I embarrassingly realize I don't have a shirt on. And they laugh clearly realizing they have interrupted something. They laugh louder once they have studied me more and realize I am full to the brim with flour and whipped cream. To Will and Christina their old intimidating instructor has got cream slowly dripping down the side of his face and that must be hilarious! But in my mind anger engulfed me and angry thoughts of what I would have found hilarious right now was not in their best interest. So I decided to keep them oblivious to those things and proceed trying to get them to stop talking and ask.

'What do you want?' I ask annoyed in my Four intimidating instructor voice. I turn my head slowly so my gesture is unnoticeable and see Tris hiding herself her arms hugging her legs - still sitting on the counter-from her friends, bright red, embarrassed. She looks much worse than me.

'We heard all the screaming we had no idea what was happing and Christina noticed Tris wasn't in their apartment, we thought you guys were having an argument. But uh…it doesn't look like..uh.. you were.' Zeke says stuttering.

I answer extremely seriously 'No we were having a very pleasant food fight'

'Can I join?' Uriah asks, excitingly. Of course Uriah wants to play its Uriah.

'I think we all want to,' Says Will laughing. Suddenly all the uncomfortableness of me not having a shirt on disappears.

'Another time guys, it's nearly 9 and we need to do some things today since we will be working in a few days.' I say bothered, but I don't want to be rude.

'Fine, we will arrange one another time then Four, see you later!' Zeke says winking and they all leave. Honestly I'm thrilled they didn't come in, I want to be alone with Tris. I close the door and turn to Tris. She is laughing quietly.

'Typical Dauntless wanting to join a couple's food fight,' Tris says

'It's in our nature,' we both laugh. I gaze at her as she laughs, her beautiful eyes crinkling at the edges; I am so madly in love with her. I walk back over to wear she is sitting on the counter; before I get there she slides down off the counter and walks to me. A bubble of disappointment surrounds me.

For the first time in ages, I look around my apartment, it is an absolute mess. Tris follows my gaze and notices it's a mess as well.

'Oh my god, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make that much mess!'

I chuckle 'Don't you be sorry about anything.'

'We should probably clean it up.'

'Ok, ok just let me kiss my girlfriend!' I walk close to her, hoping to resume what we were just doing.

'Your girlfriend who smells now of whipped cream and flour.' She says after I kiss her, she places her hand on my chest.

'I like the smell.' I pause, I don't want her to go but I say 'You can use my shower if you want, I will start cleaning up.'

'Thank you, but I should at least clean up first then take a shower' I chuckle and quietly say:

'Your Abnegation side is showing Tris.'

'So is yours Tobias.' We laugh and I kiss her cheek.

For a moment that feels like decades we lean into each other's embrace; gazing into each other eyes and then we start tidying up with occasional kisses when we cross paths. After a twenty-five minutes there is no flour nor cream or any food at all in sight only on each other. The place looks clean now.

Tris wonders off to go in the shower and I lie on the couch remembering the moment of us on the counter. Love and worry fill my thoughts, it was so romantic but it's the most intimidate we have ever been. My thoughts then wonder off. What we just had done was the furthest we have ever gone but had she wanted to go further? Would she want to?

Then there was a high-pitched scream and an ear-splitting 'BANG' from outside my apartment door.

Gunshot.

A/N oooo Who got shot?! Who pulled the trigger?! That's a secret I'll never tell! Next Chapter on Friday unless I am persuaded otherwise ;) Thank you to all my followers! You are the best!