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Katniss POV
I really hate Gale Hawthorne right now.
"Katniss, you spend more time with Mellark than you do with me! 'Oh, me and Peeta went to the Hob. Me and Peeta went to the bakery'" he spits at me, mocking my voice. "I'm your goddamned boyfriend!" he finishes with a shout.
"Gale, do you ever consider I spend so much time with him because I like it more than spending time with you?" for a split second, pain takes over his eyes, but is quickly replaced with anger once again.
"You know what, this isn't working-it never really was. I'm done Katniss. Bye." Wait, what?
"So were just…done?" I ask in disbelief. Gale and I fight often, but this is a new level.
"Exactly." He clips every syllable, and storms out of the house leaving me shaking with I don't know what.
Gale has been my boyfriend for about a year now. He was my best and only friend after my dad died and up until fourth grade when I met Peeta. We started dating sophomore year. I made some more friends then and got a social life. Aside from your regular teenage drama, all was well. Up until now.
I don't realize I'm crying until I feel something wet and warm on my hand. Before I can shed anymore tears, I sprint straight to Annie's house in the dark three doors down. It doesn't help that Gale lives slightly across from me so he can see my every move. Fantastic. I knock rapidly on her door until she answers in her favorite pink pajama shorts and an ed sheran concert tee, rubbing her eyes sleepily. She sobers quickly after she sees me.
"Katniss! What happened?!"
"Gale." Is all I reply before I walk straight in and plop myself down on the sofa.
"Awh honey what happened?" she says sitting down next to me. I tell her the whole story about how he just walked out on me, while I sat there silently crying. "Lemmie call Peeta." She decides and leaves me on the plush couch.
Annie and I met the day when I moved into my house on Victors Avenue after my mom got a promotion at the hospital. She and her parents decided to come visit the new neighbors and we quickly became friends.
I hear her muffled voice from the kitchen. I make out, 'bring the ice cream' and a few 'uh huhs' and 'okays'. She quickly returs with a slightly hopeful look on her face.
"Peeta should be here in five minutes with-"
"Rocky road" I cut her off and we both smile. It has become a tradition between our group of friends that has been nicknamed 'The Victors' that whenever one of us has issues we would sit and eat the person's favorite ice cream and watch 'Mean Girls'. I have absolutely no idea how that started.
Sooner or later a frazzled looking Peeta emerges through the front door wearing flannel pajama pants and a basketball hoodie holding a plastic bag of what I can assume is ice cream.
"I brought ice cream." He states with a sad smile on his face. He walks to the kitchen to set it down and then joins me on the couch. He pulls me into an embrace and strokes my hair. "It's alright to cry," he whispers as if it is a big secret. But that's all the words I needed to release the waterfall inside me. I start making these choking sounds like I always do when I sob. Peeta never once asks if I'm okay or tells me to stop crying. That's the thing about Peeta; he knows exactly what to say and what not to say at the exact moment.
When I feel I am all cried out, Peeta is staring at me patiently waiting for an explanation. I start with when Gale got to my house.
"Gale came over, and we did the stuff we normally do, but then I brought up the other day when we made cookies, and we got into a full-fledged argument about how he thinks I spend more time with you than him. Then he just broke it off. We're done." The last part comes barely above a whisper and a single tear trails down my cheek.
"What a dick," is all Peeta says after an awkward silence. All three of us burst out laughing even with the circumstances.
"I one hundred percent agree," says Annie after our little fit of laughter. "I'll get the ice cream." Annie announces and walks off to the kitchen leaving me and Peeta alone.
"I never liked Gale all that much, but I never thought he would do that." he says
I take a deep breath and blow out the air in my cheeks. No more tears need to be wasted on Gale. "I know." Is all I can muster up to say without bursting into hysterics. Peeta just runs circles in my back to try to ease my overactive emotions. Since when do I have overactive emotions? And over a boy? Before I have time to ponder my thoughts, Annie comes into the living room juggling three very full bowls of rocky road topped with hot fudge. She hands them to us, then walks over to her huge entertainment center and puts in mean girls and saunters back over to join us on the couch. I try to get comfortable by laying my head on Peeta's shoulder and he naturally puts his arm around me.
About halfway through the movie, I find myself dozing off and hear Peeta whisper, "If you're tired, go to sleep." I can feel his chest vibrate with his throaty chuckle. Drowsiness soon takes over and I fall into nothingness.
PEETA POV
Katniss falls asleep right on my shoulder. She looks so beautiful when she's sleeping. I can't believe how much of an asshole Gale was toward her. How could anyone do that to Katniss? I always knew Gale would break her heart someday, and I was just waiting for it like a ticking time bomb: you know it's going to blow, but you have no idea when or how bad. I have to say though, I predicted worse on Katniss's part. Sure she cried a lot and ate her ice cream by stabbing it with a spoon, but I expected all Hell to break loose and watch her throw a tantrum. She's always been so unpredictable. Even to me. I know Katniss like the back of my hand, maybe even better. I'm lost in my thoughts about the girl sleeping next to me when Annie breaks my train of thought.
"I thought Katniss had nightmares?" she asks in confusion. I smile down at her, because it's one of those little things that only me and her share.
"Annie, Katniss doesn't get nightmares with me,"
"Really?" she asks in disbelief. "that's weird."
"She talks in her sleep though." Annie gives me a mischievous smirk and I smile myself.
"Katniss…" Annie sings.
"mmhhhmm?" Katniss replies still sleeping.
"It's time to get up." Annie sings once again.
"Haymitch, its Sunday." She whines. We try to stifle out laughter.
"No it's not, get up." Annie is now impersonating Haymitch.
"But I'm so comfy!" she pats my chest and this time I can't help but laugh.
"Peeta? Where are you?" she searches all over with her hands almost poking me in the eye multiple times.
"Kat, I'm right here. You're laying on me."
"How come I can't see you?!" She begins to get frantic and Annie lets out a giggle. "HAYMITCH STOP LAUGHING AT ME!" which causes us both to erupt in more laughter. "Peeta, I can't see you! Help!"
"Shhh…. Open your eyes, I'm right in front of you." I begin to stoke her hair to try to calm her down.
"Promise?" she asks in such a small voice that she'd rather have pins stuck in her eyes than to have anyone other than Prim hear it.
"Promise." And with that her eyes fly wide open and her face floods of relief when she sees me. I feel a grin spreading across my face too. "Hey there," I greet her softly.
"Hey." She looks around confused. "How long was I asleep?"
"About half an hour." Annie says and shoots me a knowing look. Katniss scowls at the both of us.
"Want me to drive you home?" I offer.
"Peeta, I'm three houses down."
"So?"
"fine." she says shooting another playful scowl at me.
KATNISS POV
It's about two thirty in the morning and I'm wide awake. I've just been lying in my bed since Peeta took me home, and I'm bored out of my mind. I pick up my Samsung Galaxy II and open up temple run. This is a fun game. But before I know it, I hit the stupid tree root. Who the heck runs from monkey things in a random forest anyways? Done with that game, I go to my messages and text Peeta. Sure it's the middle of the night, but I can at least see if he's up.
U up?
Sure, that works. In about 5 seconds, there is a reply.
Haha I was just bout to txt u
Sometimes it's weird how we share thoughts.
Lol. Wanna come ova?
Kat its 2 30
So? No ones home
Fine whatever be there soon
True to his word, Peeta is here in three minutes. I'm still in my bed but I can hear his loud footsteps up the stairs. My door creaks open and he's standing there in the same PJ's as he wore earlier, but this time his hair is sticking up in random places. He enters my bedroom and sits down on the bed.
"Nice hair," I laugh.
"Looks better than yours," he counters. My hair is in a messy bun like it always is when I sleep. Other than that it's in a braid; I rarely ever put it down.
"What do you wanna' do? I didn't come here to sit and talk about hair, as fun as that sounds."
"We could watch a movie…?" I suggest.
"Nah, movies are boring. Let's bake a cake or something." I can't help but laugh at him. Only Peeta would want to bake a cake in the middle of the night.
"How about we play go fish?" I ask. We always used to play that game whenever we were bored as kids. It just became our thing.
"How about we make some cookies and then play go fish while eating them?" he puts the puppy dog face on, which looks absolutely ridiculous.
"fine." I say dragging on the i.
We make our way downstairs to where Peeta fishes out the cookbooks. He leafs through the pages to find a decent cookie recipe.
"You work at a bakery, shouldn't you know a few cookie recipes?" I ask stifling a yawn.
"I do know some, but I want to try a new one. Tired are we?"
"No." I say a little too quickly.
"You better not be, because we have some cookies to make. Peanut butter, double chocolate, or shortbread?"
"Hmmm… peanut butter."
"Get the flour, and sugar."
Soon after, we have a delicious batch of peanut butter cookies and are playing 'go fish'.
"Got any sevens?" he asks.
"Nope. Go fish." Just then, my phone does a little four note whistle signifying I have a text. Peeta grabs it before I do and asks,
"Who's 'dickhead'?" he snorts.
"Take a guess."
"I'm gonna go out on a whim and say it's Gale."
"Mhhmm." I say with a mouthful of peanut buttery goodness.
Peeta makes a face while reading the message, then says in a really deep voice, "Heard noises from your house, and lights are on. You okay?" then back to his normal voice he adds, "what a stalker!"
"lemmie see my phone." I reread it, and roll my eyes. Seriously Gale? I don't even respond. After what happened today, I don't even want to think about him. "Screw him." I announce, and Peeta just chuckles.
"We need some music." He randomly states. I plug my phone into my iHome, and put on shake it by metro station. I start dancing around in my kitchen and singing the chorus.
"Come on bread boy! You know you wanna dance with me!"
"fine." And he puts down his cards and puts his hands in the air and sings along. Sooner or later we're screaming at the top of our lungs at three-thirty in the morning.
When the song ends, we're out of breath and laughing our butts off.
"Katniss, what are you doing?" Prim comes down stairs rubbing her eyes. Yep, totally forgot about Prim.
"Er… Uh… Me and Peeta were just kinda' having a dance party and baking…" I say awkwardly. Prim can't hold in her laughter any longer, and is nearly doubled over.
"I could hear you guys upstairs! You were singing so loud!" Peeta and I are laughing along.
Just then, Gale bursts through the door fuming.
"What the hell Katniss?!"