A/N: Hi!
I keep forgetting to say that I will update 'The Boy with the Bread' and 'Mockingjay Captured' but I need a short break from those stories so I'll just be focusing on this one right now. Sorry.
But, anyways, hope you will enjoy this chapter. I'm having a lot of fun with this story and I hope you guys are enjoying it too.
Don't forget to review, favorite and follow my story, I will really appreciate it. :)
Also, I looked back on chapter 1 and realized that I made Rye 20 and that's a problem for two reasons. One, they are at a bar and he cannot be there unless he is 21 and two, Prim is 23 in this story so yeah. So, Rye is also 23.
ENJOY!
Chapter 3
Prim and I are having a special sisters day where we spend the whole day in the city doing 'girl things'. We aren't allowed to do anything that involves other people, like texting and stuff. Honestly, it will be nice to spend the day with Prim but Peeta is bound to text me sometime throughout the day and I won't even be allowed to text him back.
"Are you ready Katniss?" Prim asks as I get the rest of my things in my purse.
"Prim, are you sure you want to do this today?" I ask, ignoring her question. "Being out all day, we will be spending a lot of money. Not to mention how much lunch and dinner will be."
"Katniss, stop stressing about money for one second and live!" She tells me. "When was the last time you actually had fun? Oh, and I wanna hit the bar after dinner too."
"Prim..."
"No," she says sternly. "We are spending the day together. Shopping, eating, drinking. We will have fun. Besides, why wouldn't you want to spend the day with me?"
"It's not that I don't want to spend time with you, Prim. You know that." I tell her. "I'm just saying it will be much cheaper to spend the day together at home, and drinking tea, without spending money."
"Katniss, you already agreed to spend the day with me. We are both on a day off, which is a rare occasion as it is, so we need to make the best of it. Besides, we have lots of extra money to spend. Stop your stressing." She says. "Here, will it calm you down a little if we get a beer or something before we start shopping? To ease your mind?"
By this time I am tired of hearing her talk so I take action.
"Fine." I huff. "Let's go in the city, spend money and get wasted."
"Yay!" She shouts. "I knew you'd come around." Sometimes I wonder if she really is an adult, or just a kid in a tall persons body.
We head into town, taking the bus since we are going to be drinking. Planning ahead, we should be able to catch the last bus at eight o'clock. If we are too drunk by that time then I guess we will be walking about ten miles to our house.
"Where do you want to go first?" Prim asks.
"Lets get a beer at the bar." I say. "Then maybe we can go shopping until lunchtime."
"Okay." I think Prim is willing to go along with anything as long as I stay with her all day.
We go to the bar and order a beer. We drink it slowly and then go to the mall for shopping. We first go into Hollister because Prim wanted some new skirts.
My phone dings and I go to check it. It's from Peeta.
Peeta: "Hey, you wanna hang out today?" It says. I am about to text him back when Prim grabs my phone.
"Hey." I try to grab it back.
"We agreed no texting today."
"No, you agreed I didn't say anything. Now please, I just wanna tell Peeta I can't hang out."
"Oh, so it's Peeta." She giggles. "Let's see what you two have been talking about."
"No, Prim." I warn. "Give me my phone."
"Two days ago Peeta says, 'Katniss, I can't wait to see you again." She starts giggling. "'It's been days since I've last seen you and I can't seem to get you off my mind.'"
"Stop it!" I say, reaching for my phone again, but she pulls away and continues reading.
"And then you said, 'I can't wait to see you either. Maybe we could hang this weekend.'" She reads. "Come on, Katniss. You could have been a little more romantic than that. It's so plain and dull."
"Well I'm just not as romantic as some people." I say. "Now give me my phone. You said yourself no phones."
"Okay, here you go."
"Thank you." I hiss. "No ware you going to buy something or are we going to stand here all day?"
"I'll just buy these." She holds up a red floral skirt and perfume. I would never wear either of them, but Prim is always very fashionable.
An hour later I get another text form Peeta. I sneakily check it.
Peeta: "Are you there? I texted you an hour ago." It reads. I try my hardest to text back with my phone in my purse.
Me: "Sorry, I'm spending the day with Prim and she is refusing to let me use my phone. We can hang out tomorrow." I text back to him. I'm guessing sending the heart will make a more romantic, just to prove Prim wrong.
"Good job with the heart." Prim tells me.
"Don't read my text." I say.
"That's the only text message you get today."
"Seriously, Prim. Your not even in charge of me."
"I don't care, we're supposed to be together all day. No distractions and no boyfriends." She says.
"He's not my boyfriend." I tell her.
"Oh really? Don't think I didn't realize when you don't come home every time you go over to his house."
"We never did anything!" I defend myself. I know she's thinking we have sex every time I spend the night there. "Besides, I have never slept on his bed. I've always fallen asleep on his couch on accident."
"So, you admit you do stay over at his house?"
"No!" I say quickly.
"Katniss, it's not a bad thing to spend the night over there." She tells me. "We all do it. You know most nights I don't come home from Rory's house, it's the same thing. Except I have actually slept in his bed."
"Prim!" I say. "I can't believe how dirty you can be."
"I never said we ever did it."
"Did you?" I laugh.
"Maybe..." Her cheeks go bright red. "But that's none of your business."
"Oh, just like mine and Peeta's life is none of your business?"
"That's different." She says. "It's actually funny when I talk about you two."
"What do you mean you two?" I ask. "There is nothing going on between us."
"Whatever you say, Katniss." She giggles.
Hours later Prim and I are beat from walking so much. We decide to go home early and just eat dinner at home.
I go to meet Peeta at his soccer practice the day after Prim and I spent the day together.
"Katniss!" He calls out to me when he sees me enter the stadium. "How are you, babe?"
"Good." I say simply. "How are you?"
"Better now that your here." He smiles. "We're going to run some laps around the field, so you could sit up here if you want." He points to the first row of bleachers.
"Okay." I smile. "Have fun." He runs off to join the rest of his team in the run around the field. He's so cute, laughing with all his friends. I see some of the guys on the team staring at me in ways I don't like, but I ignore them and keep my eyes on Peeta.
When they finish running they kick the ball around and do some more drills and then their done.
"Is this your girlfriend, Peeta?" One of the guys ask as they all come towards the bleachers to gather their things together.
"Um, she..." He obvious doesn't know if we're a thing yet, so I help him out.
"Yes!" I say quickly. "We're together."
"I thought you were going to leave her?" Another one says.
"I never said that!" Peeta shouts. "I would never leave her." He whispers the last sentence. He looks at me, worried that he's messed up. I smile at him to reassure that we're good. He smiles back. "My place?" He whispers in my ear. I nod, smiling.
"Let's go." I whisper back.
At his house we both snuggle on his couch.
"Are we dating?" I ask. I shun myself for asking that.
"I think so." He says. "Only if you want to."
"I want to." I tell him.
"Good." He smiles. "Do you want to do something?"
"Teach me about soccer." I tell him. He looks at me strangely. "I want to know what's going on when I watch your games."
"Okay." He says. "What do you want to know?"
"What are the positions?" I ask.
"There's the goalkeeper." He says. "You know what he does. And there are defenders, they keep the ball away from the keeper. The midfielders keep the ball keep the ball away from the defenders. Forwards often score goals. Those are the basic positions."
"I have no idea what any of that meant, but okay." I giggle.
"Why don't you laugh more often?" He asks.
"I hate my laugh." I tell him honestly.
"It's adorable."
"No it's not."
"It is." He says. "It's beautiful." I smile.
"When's your next game?" I ask him.
"The 16th." He says. "We're going against Dallas."
"Do you have to leave?" I ask.
"No, we don't leave until after we against Dallas."
"Oh." I say. "Will you be far?"
"Probably." He says. "Sorry, if it was my decision I would stay here with you."
"I wish you could." I say sleepily.
"Are you getting tired?" He asks.
"A little."
"Come on." He says. "You can sleep in my bed tonight."
"Okay." I yawn, following him into his room. He tucks me in and gets in on the other side, wrapping his arms around me keeping me warm.
"I love you." He says, falling asleep. My eyes widen. Maybe if I stay quiet he'll think I'm asleep.
He falls asleep, but I stay awake. I can't sleep, wondering too many things.
I think of the same question I thought of days ago. Is this love or infatuation? I don't really know how either one works so how could I really know what I'm feeling? I know I like him, but if I can't say 'I love you' I don't know what to think.
"Katniss?" Peeta wakes up. I had been fidgeting so that must've woken him up. "What's wrong?" He somehow senses that something.
"Uh, I, um..." I stutter. "I have to go!" I jump out of the bed.
What was I thinking anyways? I could never handle a relationship.
"Katniss?" He gets out of bed too. "What's wrong? What happened?"
"I just have to go, okay?" I leave the room and throw my shoes on.
"I don't want you going out there alone. It's dark."
"I can take care of myself, okay?" I say. "I don't need you babying me all the time."
"Your cars not even here, how are you going to get home?" He asks. "You can't walk there."
"I'll take the bus." I say.
"There's no buses coming this late." He says. "If you want to go home I'll drive you there, but I want to know why your leaving. Is it something I did?"
"I have to go." I repeat. "I'll just walk there."
"No!" He says. "Your not walking there, it's past midnight."
"I don't care what time it is, I need to get home."
"Katniss," He gently grabs my arm. "Please, tell me what's wrong."
"I'm sorry..." I say. "I couldn't say it back."
"Say what? What are you talking about?"
The tears come now, and they are welcome.
"You said you loved me." I say. "And I couldn't say it back."
"I – I'm sorry." He says. "I guess it was too soon."
"No, no!" I say. "I want you to say it, but it was just hard for me to say it... I don't know why."
"It's okay." He tells me. "I didn't expect you to say it yet. I guess it just came out when I said it." I smile.
"Can we go back to bed now?" I ask. "Pretend this never happened?"
"Yeah." He smiles. We climb back into bed and as soon as I think he's asleep I whisper,
"I love you."
I only feel comfortable saying it when he can't hear me. For now...
