Katniss peered out the window of the train. The trees and animals that inhabited them flew by in a blur. A high pitched voice came of the loud speaker; it surely belonged to Effie Trinket. "30 minutes until we reach our destination." Katniss sunk lower into the expensive furniture she sat in. shed grown comfortable in the small room over the past few days, It became a safe haven for her to escape to. Escape from the fact that in the near future, she would have to kill, and fight for her life. Her stomach churned at the memories of people being slaughtered In the previous games. The contestants showing now compassion, no regrets, survival and instincts clouding their judgment. The silence was cut short by 3 soft raps on the door. "come in" she called. Peeta walked into the room. He was dressed in a blue v neck that gripped tightly to his torso, showing all the features underneath and jeans. Peeta had been relaxed for the past few days, as if the fact that he was about to kill people in an arena never crossed his mind. But the calmness was gone. Worry and fear now surfaced on his face, making it evident something was wrong. He took a seat across from Katniss and started to tap his fingers on the arm rest. The silence returned for several minutes as they stared at each other. Peeta started. "look, I know were going into the arena soon, but I cant do it. I cant kill you for some reason. I don't know why I barely know you at all. I think… I think I might be in love with you." She was taken back by his statement and looked at him. Tears streamed down his face, his eyes clenched shut. Where had the sudden feelings come from? And more importantly, how did she feel? Peeta got up from the seat and started to pace the room, the sound of his feet hitting the floor echoed. "I don't know, ever since I gave you the bread I just.. feel something. Something draws me to you." A warmness consumed her as she saw the person in front of her. The once timid, scared boy she met years ago, was now a man. A man with broad shoulders and rock hard muscles from years of working in the bakery. But underneath, a sweet soul remained. He stood up and started to the door, when a soft hand grabbed his arm. He turned and saw Katniss. "please.. don't leave me alone." Peeta turned to face her all the way and looked in her eyes. She barely noticed how close his face came to hers. The hair stood up on the back of her neck as his breath hit her nose. Katniss layed her hands on his chest as caloused hands tugged on her waist. He pushed his forehead against hers. "peeta, I cant say l love you yet. But I need you right now, can you just hold me?" a sigh escaped his lips as their gazes met. "ill do whatever you need me to do."
OK! So did you like it? Its my first hunger games short story that I actually finished. So review and stay tuned for more stories!