Summary: Katniss and Peeta have been dating for a little over a year, now. But with the stress of college, distance, and family problems, their once great relationship is going through some strain. Lucky for Peeta, summer break is coming up fast. He has a chance to redeem his and Katniss' relationship one and for all. Peeta and Katniss are both well-deserving of this vacation, but will irritating family members get in the way? Modern AU.
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea for this story and the plot. All characters and The Hunger Games are credited to Suzanne Collins.
Katniss
Ding dong!
The doorbell rang and I dashed from the kitchen to the front door, knowing very well who would be waiting for me on the other side. I swung the door open and jumped onto the porch and into his embrace, even though I had no shoes on and was still in my pajamas. "Peeta!" I squealed as he wrapped his arms around me. My fingers immediately found the curls at the base of my boyfriend's neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he squeezed me tighter. I could care less what the neighbors were seeing. I haven't seen Peeta in almost a month.
Long-distance relationships are hard. You may have to go weeks without seeing each other due to conflicting schedules and what not. A lot of times, you even become skeptical of the relationship. You question your partner's faith and trust and pray to whoever will listen that things will work out. They always do.
And that moment when you finally find yourself back in your lovers arms, once again in their loving embrace, all of your doubts are washed away and it's as if you didn't have a care in the world.
That's what I was feeling right now.
Peeta set me back down onto my porch and I led him inside. He toes his shoes off at the front door. My mother was pretty uptight about keeping everything neat and tidy, meaning even my boyfriend of over a year still had to walk around in his socks whenever in her house.
I got out of school a week before Peeta was let out for summer break, so I had to (unfortunately) endure a full week back at my mother's house. My baby sister Primrose was here as well, considering she was only a sophomore in high school and was still forced to live at home until graduation.
Peeta was my saving grace from this hell hole. Without being able to Skype or call him whenever, I wouldn't have survived the past week. I probably wouldn't have survived the rest of the year, either.
We emerged in the kitchen, Peeta's arm draped over my shoulder and I sat back down on the stool around the island, pulling one out for Peeta as well.
"You all packed?" He asked me as he slid his arm down around my waist, waiting for me to finish my breakfast. I nodded and swallowed a bite of my bagel. "Almost. I just have finish getting my clothes together."
Tomorrow, Peeta and I were embarking on our well-deserved vacation. We're heading to his parents beach house for a few weeks, or so. When he first told me, I was thrilled. Until he mentioned that for the first week, our trip would be interfering with his parent's and brother's trip. We would, unfortunately, have to most likely sleep on the couch for seven days, but once their stay came to an end, Peeta and I would have the whole house to ourselves for however many days we want.
"Well, why don't we go finish that?" Peeta said while nuzzling my neck. I giggled and turned my head to meet his. Our lips met in a short peck that still sent shivers through my body.
"Come on," I said, grabbing his hand and leading him through the house and up the stairs. I brought him to my room and he plopped down on my bed, attempting to drag me down with him. "Oh no you don't, mister!" I exclaimed, "If you ever want me to finish packing, there will be no distractions!" I laughed at his attempts to pout, giving me his puppy dog face. I shook my head and started searching for my clothing.
I hurriedly made my way through my closet, efficiently picking out tops, shorts, and shoes. I tossed them all into a duffel bag not so neatly, but then again, it's not like I care if my shirts aren't folded perfectly.
I bent over the bag to rearrange some of my flip-flops in order to fit everything when Peeta slapped my butt. I whipped around, my mouth open in surprise and my face a dark shade of red. "Peeta!" I tried to keep my voice firm, but I could already feel the smile growing on my face.
"What?" Peeta smirked at me. "Just enjoying the view."
I chuckled and lunged for him playfully, aiming to hit his arm. He ducked out of the way, though, and I ended up falling onto my bed where he spun around and pinned my arms down. All of the laughter bubbling up died once my eyes met Peeta's. He didn't miss a beat, his head dipping down so his lips would meet mine in a kiss. It started off sweet and slow, yet heating up as time progressed.
I threaded my fingers through Peeta's blonde hair as one of his hands cupped my cheek, the other grasping my hip tightly. I hitched my leg up slightly, loving the feel of this moment, savoring every second of it. I had no coherent thoughts running through my mind other than one: I love this boy.
I opened my mouth to grant his tongue access to mine. We battled for a while, fighting for dominance. I pulled on his lip with my teeth, his brilliantly blue eyes popping open. Peeta let out a low growl that sparked something inside of me. I had already delved back into the passionate kiss when we heard footsteps advancing towards my bedroom. "Katniss?"
Shit. "It's Prim," I whispered to Peeta. He quickly sat up and ran a hand through his hair. I tossed him a pillow that was sitting next to me to cover up his crotch. I didn't even have to look to know that he was aroused.
Not ten seconds later Prim bursts into the room. I know my hair is a mess, and by the looks of Peeta's current state, I also know that my face I as red as a tomato. I attempted to straighten out my clothes, at least.
"Oh, hey Peeta! What are you doing here?" Prim started off. My mind went blank and I started panicking on the inside but, luckily, Peeta jumped in to save me.
"Just helping Katniss finish packing! See?" He picked up a bra that was laying near my bag and held it up. Then, he noticed what he was holding and dropped it back to the ground, his face flushing as he awkwardly laughed it off.
Prim nodded, eyeing us both like we sprouted extra heads. "Alright... Well, I just wanted to give you this Katniss. Have fun on your trip tomorrow!" Prim handed me a small box with a little, red bow on it. I took the top off and peered in the box. Inside was a bracelet with a small pendant of a bird on it. I gasped silently and took it out of the box, holding it in my hand gingerly. "Prim... You really didn't have to..."
My sister simply shrugged. "I saw it in a store at the mall the other day and it reminded me of you. I figured I'd give it to you now since I won't be seeing you fot a while. It's not a big deal."
I stepped forward to hug her. "Thank you so much, Primrose. I love it." Prim nodded as I moved back.
"I'm glad. Well, I'll leave you two for now. Bye, Katniss, Peeta." She waved at us as she exited the room, most likely going to find her jacket so she could go out with her friends.
"Prim's really sweet. She's lucky to have you as a sister," Peeta said while wrapping his arms around you from behind. I spun around and locked my hands behind his neck. "I know," I said next, "She really is too good of a person," I paused. "Like you."
Peeta just shrugged and planted a kiss on my forehead. "I try."
I chuckled and shook my head."C'mon. We have to get this done."
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