A Wildfire Kind of Love (Divergent Fanfiction) - [Discontinued]

Another Party

The rest of the fights were boring and uneventful. The winners are,

Amy

Sarah

Katie

Ian

Eli

We dismissed the initiates after lunch.

"Are you going to talk to Sarah?" I ask Tobias as we are walking to our apartment

"Yeah," he replies opening the door

"When?" 

"You ask a lot of questions," he says laughing

"Well, when are you gonna talk to her?" 

"After dinner," 

"Okay,"

We go and sit down on the sofa, watching some cop show.

"TRIS PRIOR, OPEN THIS DOOR BEFORE I BREAK IT DOWN!!!" I voice shrieks

"What do you want, Chris?" I ask annoyed. I turn around and see Tobias watching us from the sofa.

"Zeke said *pant* that there *pant* would be *pant* a Candor *pant* or Dauntless party *pant* in one *pant* hour" she manages to say through many deep breaths.

"And you ran all this way to tell us that?" I ask

"What *pant* makes you think I ran?" she says leaning against the doorframe. I can hear Tobias laughing in the living room

"You are panting like crazy and sweating," I point out

"Fine, but we need to get ready." she says. 

"Fine, but no makeup or shopping." I say

"No shopping and minimal makeup" she challenges. Tobias is still laughing.

"Deal, lets go," I say

"We can get ready here" she says, and I realize she is already dressed and has makeup on.

"Okay," I say walking back to the living room and sitting next to Tobias

"Uh-uh, get up," she demands

"Why? We still have one hour." I point out wrapping an ar around Tobias

"No, he told me one hour an half hour ago! We only have a half hour!" she screams dragging me off the sofa.

Time laps: 25 minutes (I'm not good at fashion, so... yeah Picture above is outfit and makeup)-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Chris! This is NOT minimal makeup!" I exclaimed, but the makeup is awesome

"Oops!" she says sarcastically.

"Whatever, I'll get my dress..." I mutter walking to the closet and pulling out my dress (one at top) and slipping it on

"No way, you cannot wear combat boots, Tris!"

"I can, and I will." I say lacing up my boots

"Fine, whatever..." she says giving in.

"Ha" I say walking past her. She just rolls her eyes

"Dang..." Tobias says looking at me.

I just blush. He walks over and leans down and whispers something in my ear,

"You look good, Tris" he says

I smile at the first time he said that. He was drunk, and, as he put it, 'flirting with death'. Though he doesn't drink much anymore, maybe a little once in a while, but not enough to get really drunk, slightly buzzed, but not drunk. To be frank, it's kinda funny when he's buzzed. He loses all coordination and runs into everything. If you don't believe me, look at the wall. He tried to grab something to keep his balance, but grabbed a bare wall and fell on his face. He has a bruise for a week.

"Why are you smiling?" he asks me

"Memories," I respond

"Lets go," I say lacing my fingers with his

Time lapse: At the party-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Knock... Knock... Knock...

Tobias knocks on the door, waiting for Zeke to answer. He is probably already drunk. 

He finally opens the door. Yep, he's drunk. So far 1/2 of the Pedrad brothers are drunk, which means a very interesting game of Candor or Dauntless.

"You're finally here!" he slurs

"Yeah, can we come in?" Chris snaps, already annoyed.

"Yeah, yeah, cranky..." he mutters, getting  a punch to the jaw from Chris

"Don't call me that" she hisses

We get inside and sit in a somewhat circle.

"Okay, Candor or Dauntless, who's going first?" Zeke asks looking around the room. Uriah is waving his hand up in the air like a little kid

"Me! Pick me!" Uriah squeals

"Nobody? Okay, I will go." he states, Uriah slumps backwards, Zeke smirks "Who will be my first victim be? Hmmm... Trissy, Candor or Dauntless?"

"Since I have no motivation to go anywhere, Candor." I say leaning against Tobias

"PANSY-" Uriah starts to say but Lynn throws a pillow at him.

"Owww, Lynn! How do you make a pillow hurt, woman?" he whines

"My exceptional strength" she replied proudly

"Whatever, Tris, ummm what's your biggest fear?" 

No, no, no not this. I look up at Tobias and he looks back, giving me a look that says 'it's okay' I can't say no, because I forgot to dress in layers, so I would be left in just my underwear. Ugh, I know everyone in this room... So...

"I fear intimacy," I mubble very quietly, so quietly that only Tobias could hear me.

"Huh? What was that? I didn't hear you." Uriah says

"Intimacy! I fear intimacy!" I shout and everyone starts laughing, except Tobias. I bury my head in his side to block out the laughter. 

This is so embarrassing!

"So if this is a stupid fear, what about Zeke's biggest fear? What was it again? Oh, right, the Amity" Tobias says 

This send everyone back into harder fits of laughter.

"Zeke *laugh* you are *pant* afraid of *laugh* the *laugh* Amity?" Shauna manages to say between  deep breaths and fits of laughter.

"Shut up!" Zeke says turning crimson red 

"And Uriah, what was yours? Oh, right, that your tattoos would come to life and eat you!" Tobias  continues

"Bro, that's supposed to be confidential!" Uriah says laughing. We are all basically family in here, so this is not to bad. If we were anywhere else, Tobias would be dead. 

"So Tris' fear isn't so stupid now, is it?" Tobias says.

This was all for me. He told some of people's biggest fears for me. That is one reason I love him: he stands up for me.

"Whatever, let's continue the game," Marlene says, calming everyone.

We continue for another three hours with everyone missing shirts, pants, jackets. I am still in my dress.

YAY TWO UPDATES IN ONE DAY!!!! *does happy dance* The next chapter will be Tris and Tobias talking to Sarah! Why do you think that Tobias never knew about his little sister? First person to get the reason correct, gets a shoutout and a chapter dedicated to them! Remember: READ, COMMENT, and VOTE!!!! Bye, Pansycakes!

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