"Are you scared of me?" I break the silence. "Terrified." For a second his dark eyes are on mine, and he's quiet. Then he touches my face and leans in. I can tell he knows that I'm just as nervous as he is. I hate how I become vulnerable when it comes to him. I hate how I easily melt into his grasp and I hate how he must feel my heart being ripped out of my chest with the pace that it's beating at. He grins and presses his lips to mine. Sometimes I wonder if love is worth fighting for, but when I look at him, I know for sure it most definitely is. The thing about love is that you never see it coming. It goes around haunting and tormenting you, but what I learned is that it is worth waiting for. And right now, I'm glad I waited for it. Divergent High School AU.--read at your own risk. I wrote this in eighth grade and it is SUPER cringe worthy, so I'm sorry if you hate it. But it gets better...sort of? Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Divergent characters or the book series, just the plot to this story.