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I sit on my couch curled into a ball. "Come on Katniss, you have to eat something and I'm not leaving until you do!" Peeta protested. "Go away!" I whine. I'm still destroyed after pretty much every I loved died, Prim. Finnick. Boggs. Rue. Cinna. Most of my prepteam and my mother left to go to the District 4. I almost can't go on living anymore. I never do anything but sit in my dull empty house. With Buttercup who whines until get up and let him outside and back in again. Nothing in my life matters anymore. The only reason I'm still alive is because of Peeta. I can't die because he's the thing that keeps me alive. Who keeps me fed, even when I say I'm not hungry. Who keeps me well for making me take my medicine. Haymitch of course doesn't care. He just sits in his house drinking whatever he drinks all day. "Katniss, eat." Peeta demands. "No." I say. "Go talk to Haymitch or something," Peeta sighs. "If I go talk to Haymitch, you're coming with me!" He says. "Peeta, no." I answer. Haymitch's house is the grossest thing in District 12. There's food, empty bottles, trash, heck, there's probably a few decomposed mice and rats on the floor if you look hard enough. "Then eat," Peeta says sternly. I uncurl from my ball and sit up reluctantly. I grab a cheese bun from his basket, and nibble on it slowly. "There you go," Peeta whispers. He wraps his strong arms around me. I used to recoil and jump at his touch, but I've gotten more used to it now. I immediately start crying. I've cried so much lately I'm surprised they're any tears left in me. "Shh. It's fine Katniss," Peeta whispers. "I-i-it's not!" I wail. After about 20 minutes of Peeta patting my back and singing, SINGING, he waits until I'm not sobbing anymore, then pushes me away at arm's length. "Listen, Katniss." Peeta says firmly but gently. I look up with my swollen puffy red eyes. "I'm not going to let you throw your life to the mutts." he stutters on the word "mutts" I cringe and he nearly drops me, but catches me before I hit the floor."I'm not going to let you die. I don't care what you say you're going to stay alive. I need you. Haymitch needs you. We can't let our mockingjay die yet." he says. He really means it too. He has that same blue intensity in his eyes that you can easily see. "But Peeta-" I protest. "No. You're going to stay right here with me." Peeta whispers. He's about to do something. "Peeta-" I begin. He cuts me off by grabbing my face in his strong hands and kissing me until he's content. It's something I haven't experienced in years. I have no idea what to do about this, so I do the only thing I can think of at a time like this. I smile at him and wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in for another kiss. I realize how much I've missed Peeta. His strong arms and him warm hugs. "Peeta?" I ask. "Mmm-hmm." he says. "Forget what I told you on the train that day. I do love you. I don't know what I was thinking, Peeta. I'm extremely sorry, I'm not sure why I waited until now to tell you." I look into those mesmerizing blue eyes. "I've been in love with you for 20 years now, Katniss." he starts. "And I'm glad you feel the same," It's so sweet, it almost makes me cry again, but I don't. I lose myself in Peeta again. I just realized what I was missing. I love Peeta. I really do. "I better go now, Katniss. See you tomorrow, I love you." Peeta says getting up. "No wait," I say before I can stop myself. "Stay here with me, please?" Peeta looks at me for a very long time, so I give him the puppy dog face. "Alright, alright," he says, laughing. This is going to be a great night.