A/N: ANOTHER NEW STORY!

So, this is an idea I've had for a really really really long time, before I even knew about FanFiction. In fact, I got this idea after watching the Hunger Games for the first time which was like 2 or 3 years ago and I've been thinking about it ever since then. So here you go.

I will update 'Soccer Love' and 'The Boy with the Bread' but I am very stumped on those stories right now. I have absolutely no idea what is going to happen next, so if you have ideas or if you want me to add something to any of those stories (Quotes, scenes, anything) just PM me and let me know and I'll try my best to add it in to any of the stories just to give me a little boost.

I probably won't update 'Mockingjay Captured' for a couple more weeks. I just need to get some fresh thoughts in for that story. Sorry.

Okay, I need to stop talking! Let's get started with the story!

WILDLY OOC KATNISS!

Chapter 1

A week ago I told Peeta I didn't love him. That I, in fact, only acted like that to survive. But I lied. The truth is, after that first kiss in the cave I didn't feel anything and even then it was only an act of survival. But as I really got to know him in that cave and even as we were fighting Cato together, I knew I needed this boy in my life.

When I found Peeta by the river, wounded and dying, a fear consumed me that seemed older than time. But, then I wasn't in love all I knew was that I needed to save him, because he had done the same for me more than I could say. But once I did realize that I loved him and truly couldn't live without him, I did what ever I could do keep him alive. Not because I felt like I owed him something, but because I loved him.

But I could never confront him after what I had done to him. His poor soul is probably crushed because of how stupid I was. But I was too scared, too naive, to tell him the truth. Too scared to be able to have something like him in my life. Knowing he could be taken away at any second and if something happened to him and I couldn't save him, or if it was even my fault, I could never forgive myself. I don't want something that could be taken from me and never be given back.

Prim has definitely noticed my melancholy mood in the past week. I thought she was going to just think that it was just the pain of the after games, but I guess she knows me all too well. Whenever she asks me what's wrong I always tell her the same thing.

"It's just the games," I say every time. "I'll get over it."

But even though I know part of it is true, it is still a lie. Not a half-lie or part-truth, but a full on lie and it always makes me feel guilty whenever I tell her this because I hate lying to her. She deserves better than that. So, yes, it takes me a whole week to finally tell her the truth. But I didn't tell her until she had asked this morning.

"Katniss?" She knocks on my bedroom door in our new house in the Victors' Village. "Can I come in?"

"Come in," I say simply.

"Can I talk to you?" She asks taking a seat next to me on my bed. "I know something is wrong, and I know it's more than just the games. Will you please tell me?"

For the first time since I've got home I burst into tears. Prim starts rubbing my back, which makes me feel a little better but not much. I'm crying too much to talk so she tells me to take my time. After a few minutes I've composed myself enough to speak.

"I've... I've done something terrible." She doesn't say anything, just stares at me, silently urging me to go on. "I lied to Peeta."

"How so?" She asks softly, as if she spoke loudly I might shatter into a million pieces.

"After the game, I told him that I didn't love him... that it was all just an act for the games."

"I don't understand." She says. "What are you saying?"

"It wasn't an act." I sob. "I really do love him."

"But you told mom and I it was an act when you got home from the games." She states.

"It wasn't though." I say. "I really do love him... at least I think I do. It's all so confusing. I know I love him, but part of me is saying I don't."

"Which part do you believe?"

"The part that tells me I love him."

"So you must love him. You wouldn't think that if it wasn't true."

"But I'm scared." I tell her honestly. "I'm scared if I give in to anything like that then he would be taken away from me. I couldn't bare that."

"I think most people feel that way." She answers. "Like if they give into something it could be taken away or punished for it. But you shouldn't worry about that stuff. Think of it like this, you love me and mom but we aren't going anywhere. You won't lose us."

"But I almost lost you." I argue.

"Okay, bad example." She sighs. "Katniss, can I tell you the truth about how I feel about the situation?"

"Of course."

"I think you and Peeta would be perfect together, I really do." She smiles at me. "You are both scarred from the games, you both get nightmares from it. Maybe you just need each other to get through all this? Peeta is going through the same thing you are, I know it."

"You really think so?" I ask.

"I do." She says. "You two were made for each other."

"But I'm still scared." I say. "It's all too scary for me. What if he doesn't love me anymore? Especially after what I did to him. Who could ever forgive that?"

"I bet he would." She says. "He has loved you since you were five. Even after all those year, he still loved you."

"I don't think he loved me."

"Yes he did." She says firmly. "It's obvious that boy is in love with you. You need to talk to him."

"He'll never forgive me." I say. "How could he? I wouldn't forgive me."

"I'm sure he will he will forgive you." She says. "It's not love if he doesn't."

"Can't I wait a week or maybe two? To clear my head?"

"He'll be gone in two weeks." She says. "When he's gone you definitely won't be getting him back. You need to talk to him, he needs to know."

"I guess your right." I agree. "But when is the right time?"

"You could go right now?" She suggests.

"Now?" I ask surprised.

"Well when do you expect you do it?" She asks. "Right now is a good time."

"Okay." I take a deep breath. "I'll do it."

I change out of my pajamas and put on some skinny jeans and a green t-shirt. I grab my coat and shoes and head out the door.

I stand by his door, too afraid to knock. I find my hand on the door, knocking softly. I suddenly regret my decision and am about to turn around to go home, when he opens the door.

"Katniss?" He looks surprised when he sees me, but a faint hint of hurtfulness in his eyes. I don't blame him.

"Hey," I say quietly. "Can I, um, can I come in?"

"Um, yeah, come on in."

"Thank you." I say and enter into his house. His new Victors' home is now covered in his paintings and sketches. They all look beautiful, even the ones of the games are beautiful. "I love your paintings."

"Oh, thank you." He says. "So, what did you need?"

"I just wanted to... talk to you?" I stutter and end up making my statement sound like a question.

"Oh, okay. Why don't you sit on the couch and I'll make you some tea."

"Thank you." I smile, taking a seat on the couch. I observe every inch of his living room. From the floor to the ceiling. It has the same layout as my house, but his is cozier and more of a home than mine. I only consider my house as a house, because it will never be a home... never.

"Here's your tea." Peeta hands me a hot cup of tea.

"Thank you." I say.

"So, um, what did you want to talk about?" He asks awkwardly.

"I, uh, I..." How do I say this? Hey Peeta, I lied to you back on the train. But I want you now! No! How on earth do you tell a guy you love him? I've never been good at this kind of stuff. "Well, when we were on the train I told you that I... didn't love you."

"Yeah, uh, you did." He says, trying to hide the sadness in his voice. I know what I said to him has crushed him to the very core, and I hate to be the cause of this boys depression.

"Well, I, uh, sorta, maybe didn't mean that..." I pause to recompose myself, but I'm too afraid to look at Peeta so I keep my head down. "I was scared to tell you the truth."

"And what's the truth?" He asks patiently. That's what I love about him, he's always patient.

"That I – I – I do... love you." I stutter. "And I don't expect you to accept my apology, I understand if you'll hate me forever now, but I just want you to know that everything thing that happened in the games was real. But I couldn't muster up the courage to tell you the truth and I'm sorry for that."

I expect him to say something, or even grab me by the hand and lead me out the door. But he doesn't, he just stays silent. I look up at him and see his face is covered in confusion and shock.

"So, you lied to me and left me here for a week thinking that you hated me?" He asks, suddenly impatient and harsh. "Do you have any idea what that did to me? How it made me feel?"

"I know... and I'm sorry." I say sincerely. "You could yell at my face or even throw me out right now, I deserve that. I know I was so stupid and being such a naive child. I should have never told you it was a lie, not to mention how harsh I was about it. All I know is that, I was stupid and I deeply do love you. I just hope, deep down in my heart, that you might not completely hate me. But I understand if you do hate me, I don't blame you."

"So, why exactly did you lie?" He asks, back to his normal patient tone.

"I was scared..." I say, but can't muster up the courage to continue. Until he asks,

"Of what?"

"Of... losing you." I tell him. "I just felt like love was a distraction from my motive, to survive. But after being in that cave with you and really getting to know the sweet baker boy I never knew was there, I realized that maybe love is a risk I want to take."

"So, your saying you love me? And you want to be with me?" He asks, still confused.

"Only if you love me back..." There's a long silence and I start to get worried that he won't forgive me as easily as I might have thought. Maybe I really did break him.

"Of course I love you," he finally says. "But after everything we've gone through, I don't know what to believe anymore. You lied to me once, how do I know this is any different?"

"It is different." I say. "I swear to you, on my sisters life, I am not lying to you. Last time was a mistake and I am truly sorry for that. If you don't believe me and don't love me, then I'll leave. I know I must've hurt you worse than I could ever imagine. I just can't stand the thought of losing you forever." I start to lose hope as the tears roll softly down my cheeks. What will it take for him to believe me? I don't know what else to say.

"Katniss," he starts. "I don't want to lose you. I really do love you, it's just really hard to believe that your even here. Thank you for the apology, I really do appreciate it."

"Please forgive me." I beg. "I'm so sorry for all the pain I've caused you."

"I do forgive you." He says. Finally. I've been forgiven. "But I want you to promise me something."

"Yes!" I say. "Anything."

"I want you to promise to never lie like that again."

"I never will! I promise!" I say. He wraps his arms around me and I gladly hug him back. I start sobbing for about the thousandth time today. He gently coos me and tells me it's okay.

"Stay with me." I beg while sobbing. "Please."

"Always." He tells me. I smile at his choice of words.

"Thank you," I sob. "Thank you so much for forgiving."

"I'll always forgive you." He tells me. "Because I love you."

"I love you too." I say, my sobbing finally starting to ease down. Once I have stopped crying Peeta lets go of me. I look outside and realize it is now dark out.

"You should get home." He tells me.

"Can I stay here tonight?" I ask. "Please?"

"Okay," he smiles. "Do you want to sleep in the guest room?"

"No!" I say. "I don't want to be alone." I sound like a child, but I really don't care.

"Okay, well you can sleep with me?" He asks. "Unless that's weird, I mean we slept in the same sleeping bag in the games, so..."

"I'd love to sleep with you." I smile. Maybe if I sleep with Peeta I won't have nightmares.

"Okay," He smiles at me. We go up to his room and both get in bed.

This is the one night since the games that I didn't have a nightmare.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoy and let me know if I should continue.

Okay, let me just say this, no they are not going too fast. Remember, they slept together in the games how is sleeping together now any different? And Katniss slept with Peeta in Catching Fire during the Victory Tour, so yeah.

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Again, I will update 'Soccer Love' and 'The Boy with the Bread' soon, but probably not 'Mockingjay Captured' yet, I still need a break from that story because I need some fresh ideas.

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