She held onto my hands. Her gentle palms soft in mine.
"Annie, you know what's going to happen if we do this properly, right?" I looked deep into her beautiful green eyes and she nodded slowly, her lips ever so slightly parted. "I just don't want to ever see you hurt and... God knows what I'd become if you had to go." I sighed, selecting my words carefully. "Ann, what I'm trying to say is; if we're together in public, Snow will put you in those games." There was some kind of fire in my girl's eyes- one I'd only seen a few times when I left to carry out Snow's deeds.
"So be it. I love you, Finn and if that means only having one day left to live, that's fine by me." I pulled Annie closer.
"Okay, my love, we shall live fifty years in one day." She giggled at the accent I put on and kissed me lightly. "Come on." I laughed and held her hand as we ran out the house, in full view of the Capitol reporters and cameras. I opened the door for her and she sat in my light blue convertible car, her pretty, round sunglasses perched on the tip of her nose.
"Mr Odair, who may I ask, is your female accomplice?" An ugly reporter stuck his head in the car.
"This is Annie Cresta." I held her dainty hands in mine. "My girlfriend." Annie laughed as i put the car in gear and sped off down the long road, leaving the Capitol stalkers by my Capitol house in my Capitol designed street.
"Finnick Odair..." Annie tutted three times, shaking her head. "You little rebel." She finished and we burst into laughter. Driving ferociously fast past the ocean, the engine purred nicely as Annie threw her hands in the air, embracing the fresh sea air. "Woo!" She shouted. "I love Finnick Odair!" Ann yanked her glasses off her face and pulled her long hair from the bun it was in, revealing her stunning profile. Her speckled, tanned skin. Her bold, sea green eyes. Her flowing brown curly hair. Her long lashes. My Annie. The warm, salted air tickled my lips as I pulled the car up by the rocky bay.
"Hold still..." I whispered into Annie's precious ear.
"Finn... What is th-" My girl giggled as I tied the tie my stylist 'especially chose for the day' around her eyes, taking her pastel purple painted finger tips into my palm and assisted her from the car.
"Shh... All will be revealed." I cooed, watching the corners of her mouth turn up. Slowly, we strolled hand in hand to the beach, leaving the car to baffle the Capitol- we'd vanished into thin air as far as they knew; which was a comforting piece of knowledge.
Not wanting Annie to know where we were, I scooped her into a bridal style carry as we entered the picturesque beached landscape. Gently, i set her down on an earlier prepared snow white towel and untied her blindfold to reveal the picnic I'd set out two hours ago.
"Oh, Finnick, it's beautiful." Annie gasped, folding her arms around me into a warm embrace.
"Not as beautiful as you." I whispered and kissed her forehead.