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Tris POV: I woke in a dark lit room to see Tobias drying his hair from his shower, his faction tattoos morphing along the bulges of his muscles. A shiver ran down my spine. He looked over at me and gave that smile that just melts me to pieces.
"How'd you sleep Tris?" he said as he made his way over to me. He forgot to put a shirt on.
"Uh--ya um...... good. It was good." I stuttered.
" What's the matter Tris?" his smooth face dissolved to the look of a concerned boyfriend.
"Its just.... you forgot your shirt." This is why i could never be Candor. I lie too easily. Ive barely slept. Ive been having this.... feeling, and I don't like it. Its unsettling, and I cant brush it off. His casual smile returned,
"I think i like it better this way, don't you?" He said as he scooped me into his arms. I couldn't help but let a girlish giggle escape. i was still wearing my sleep clothes, a sheer tank and some boxers. I placed my lips and his and he kissed me back. Its weird, his kisses are powerful, but not hard. Its like hes charged with electricity. Every touch is full of excitement. He wakes me up.
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Take Me Home
FanfictionThis is my first not-so-short story about what would happen if Tris from Divergent and Katniss from The Hunger Games switched lives. This story is organized into sections in paragraph-like form that switch around in POV (Point of view). I really ho...
