So a little bit of Katniss and Gale lovin', the characters belong to Suzanne Collins.
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By the way this is wrote from gales point of view
She crouched there in the under growth, silent and still, watching her prey. This was the Katniss I knew and loved. Not the fake, innocent wannabe. Not Peeta's polite lover. This was the real Katniss. The girl who hunted. The girl who survived. The girl I fell in love with.
She moved, swift as an eagle, silent as owl, into a ready position, arrow in bow, prepared to strike.
Thunk
Her arrow met its target.
"Impressive." I said, sounding huskier than I intended.
Her head whipped up, she obviously had not known I was watching her. She shrugged,
"Yeah, well, nothing better than usual." She said, brushing off my compliment, "I needed to get away, you know, from all the mayhem. All the reporters wanted me to tell them how I felt about the fact I was going to be in the quarter quell. It was too much. So I came here."
She sat down shakily, covering her face in her hands.
"I want it to all go away, Gale. I really want to stop." She said her voice shaking.
I sat next to her and put my arm around her shoulder.
"It's alright, Catnip." I said, giving her a squeeze, "you'll be alright."
She looked up at me and I had to bite my lip to stop me from gasping.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. Never, in all my years of knowing katniss, had she ever cried. Not even when she shot herself in the foot, she just simply sat down and yanked it out.
"No, gale, it won't, this time it won't. I'll die. I know it. I'm not good enough." She sniffed.
Without thinking, I raised my hand to wipe a tear from her cheek. Her eyes locked with mine, but she made no move to pull away. Then a little voice in the back of my head said, Kiss her. I listened to that voice and leant in, slowly and carefully, and gently pressed my lips to hers. Nothing happened.
I started to pull away but stopped when I felt her arms wrap round my neck. She leant into me and began to kiss me back. I felt a surge of relief wash through me. I placed my free hand on the small of back, holding her against me. After a moment she removed her lips fro mine, and placed her head on my chest.
I have no idea how long we sat there. But long after the sun had gone down, just as I began to drift off to sleep, a thought flashed through my mind, it was not the voice of my head I listened to, but to the voice of my heart.
Sooo, yeah, I don't know what to say. I know it's really short, but, I don't care. Please review! Hannah xxx