Katniss POV:

I woke up screaming after having a dreadful nightmare-I couldn't remember exactly what it was, but it left me feeling breathless and unable to breathe. Peeta's strong, muscular arms were immediately wrapped around my waist, rubbing my back to comfort me whilst he made shushing noises until my sobbing begin to slow into silent cries.

"shhh Katniss, it's just a nightmare, I'm here shhh" he whispered. I cried for about an hour, but Peeta was so patient and waited until I calmed down and was ready to speak; sometimes I don't have to say anything and Peeta would understand –he knew not to push me into saying anything until I was ready.

We've been together for 2 years, after the war had ended and after District 12 slowly began to recover. Slowly, more people began to come back and after six months, the town square was packed and full of people, just how it was before.

I don't see Gale anymore, since he went to district 2 to work there. He has a girlfriend, Maya. She has a chestnut- brown hair that falls down to her waist and skin that's as white as snow. She's what every girl wants to be and I have to admit, I'm jealous of her. They've been dating for six months and things are going well, really well in fact. They're getting married in three months. I can't say I'm jealous or anything, I have Peeta and I love him, more than anything in the world, and I don't know what I'd do without him. But, I wish that I still had my best friend and my hunting partner to be there for me, just like how it was before. It's lonely in the woods without Gale.

"Do you think you can go back to sleep now?" Peeta said, with an anxious face, awaiting for my reply.

I nodded, and whispered "I love you" before closing my eyes and falling back into a peaceful sleep.

Gale was walking towards me, with a smile across his face. I felt something deep inside of me, something warm. Love. He leaned in and I felt a rush of excitement as his lips brushed against my own.

I woke up, gasping. I had a dream, about Gale and he kissed me. I couldn't work out what was real and what was not but all I know is that I felt something. Chemistry, something that I only felt when Peeta was around. This is bad, very bad.

I ran down the stairs, hoping to find Peeta, to hug me and to tell me that everything was alright and to make me feel happy again.

There was no Peeta, but then I suddenly remembered. It was Monday, and Peeta had gone to the bakery.

Katniss, it's just a dream. Surely you can't have feelings for Gale. Can you?

Guess there's one way to find out.

I walked over to the telephone, which was on the tabletop in my kitchen. I dialled Gale's number.