One choice decides your friends. One choice defines your beliefs. One choice determines your loyalties forever. One choice can transform you.
Magic is dangerous - but love is more dangerous still.
He smiles. “Not much you can do about that.” “Peter would probably throw a party if I stopped breathing.” “Well,” he says, “I would only go if there was cake.” I laugh, and then wince, covering his hand to steady my rib cage.
Four’s song for Tris
OMG I CANNOT WITH THIS SONG. Legit almost fell out of my chair laughing.
OH MY GOD. =]]]]
(Source: evelyneaton)
So if Tobias is called Four, and Tris is called Six.. Shouldn’t their shipname be Ten?
“You belong here, you know that?” he says. “You belong with us. It’ll be over soon, so just hold on, okay?”
He scratches behind his ear and looks away, like he’s embarrassed by what he said.
I stare at him. I feel my heartbeat everywhere, even in my toes. I feel like doing something bold, but I could just as easily walk away. I am not sure which option is smarter, or better. I am not sure that I care.
I reach out and take his hand. His fingers slide between mine. I can’t breathe.
I stare up at him, and he stares down at me. For a long time, we stay that way. Then I pull my hand away and run after Uriah and Lynn and Marlene. Maybe now he thinks I’m stupid, or strange. Maybe it was worth it.
- Tris & Four (DIVERGENT by Veronica Roth)
Tris:
Tobias: I might be in love with you.
Tris:
Tobias: I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though.
Tris: That's sensible of you. We should find some paper so you can make a list or a chart or something.
Tobias:
Tris:
Tobias: Maybe I'm already sure and I just don't want to frighten you.
Tris: Then you should know better.
Tobias: Fine. Then I love you.
