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Clove POV:
This whole day I have been on edge. I turn around at any sound I hear. Cato says he is getting revenge on me, but I just don't know how. He seemed really excited to scare me.
In the few seconds that I was thinking and let my guard down, someone comes and sneaks up behind me. Cato shakes my body and yells, "Boo!" in my ear.
I scream and turn around. I hit his arm. "Fuck you Cato!" He smiles a laughs really cutely. Stop it Clove. I scowl at him and he laughs harder. Don't smile don't smile don't smile. "Please just get revenge on me right now. I can't take the constant fear of what you are going to do!"
"Aw someone's scared," Cato says to me like I'm a little kid. He ruffles my hair up a bit and smiles.
I, of course, acted childish in reply. "Am not," I grumble crossing my arms and stomping the ground. He laughs again and I find myself staring at him.
"Tonight," he points at me and backs away, disappearing into the kitchen. I let myself smile a little before walking outside to the beach.
Cato POV:
Clove was jumping at every sound she heard. She seems a little bit paranoid. I'm not going to do anything completely terrible.
She walks out the back door and disappears off the porch onto the sand. I run and grab the ice water that has just finished melting and set it next to the door. I grab a towel and blanket for her and set those by the door, too.
Clove was just too damn cute to watch her suffer being cold. Now all I have to wait for Clove to come back.
Clove POV:
The sun is starting to set on the horizon as I lay down on the warm sand. The sand immediately surrounds me in warmth. I smile and stare at the pinkish sky.
The sun disappears over the ocean and I walk back to the house. I slide open the back door and walk inside. I feel a rush of cold hit the left side of my body and drip down to the floor. My mouth is open wide in shock while Cato is on the ground laughing at me.
"Cato!" I fling some of the water off me and onto him. He just stands up and buries me in a towel. "That was freaking cold," I mumble through the towel.
Cato takes the towel off me and throws it across the room. "It should be, it's melted ice." He smirks. Cato grabs a fuzzy towel and wraps it around me. "See I was nice and didn't make it a terrible punishment, and I helped you afterwards." He was right. He could have thrown water on me and left. He could have even hid all the towels and blankets from me.
"I hate being cold," I complain. Cato walks away to the kitchen, leaving me standing alone in the living room. He comes back with a mug with steam rising out of it and hands it to me.
It's a large cup of hot chocolate. I take it from and take a sip. The sickly sweet liquid burns my mouth, but I don't care. I smile at Cato and respond, "Thanks." He smiles back to me and walks over to the couch.
I stand there and sip from the mug when he sits down. "You don't have to stand there, you know." I stick out my tongue at him and sit on the opposite end of the couch then him. "I don't bite," Cato adds, "Unless you want me to." He winks at me and I throw a pillow at him.
"You are really gross," I mention. He stands up and walks over to me. He sits on the couch next to me with 3 feet between us. Every few minutes he would shift over closer to me.
When he was 1 foot away from me, I slapped him on his arm. "Stop!" We both laugh for a little while.
My mug is now bone dry and I'm tired, so I decide to call it a day. "Hey, I'm just going to go to sleep." I stand up and walk to the kitchen. I place my mug on the side and walk back. "Night Cato," I whisper. I reach the stairs when he replies to me.
"Night Clove," Cato shouts from the couch. I walk up the stairs and crawl under the covers of the bed with my clothes on. I drift into sleep instantly.
Cato POV:
I lie still on the couch and stare at the cream painted ceiling above me. It's absolutely impossible for me to not think about Clove. The way her dark chocolate hair flows down her back is just beautiful. She is absolutely beautiful.
I need her. I would probably do almost anything to be with her. She's just so breathtaking. The only problem is she doesn't want me.
I know I should move to my room, but I don't; I just fall asleep on the couch, thinking about Clove.
Clove POV:
It's early in the morning. And by early, I mean most people on the east coast haven't gotten up yet. I'm not tired even though I only got 4 hours of sleep.
I pull on my sports bra and running shorts before slipping on my tennis shoes. I tie up my tangled mess of hair in a tight ponytail and sneak down the stairs. No one is awake, as usual.
I reach the back door when I hear a mumble coming from the couch. "Clove?" Cato stretches and rubs his sleepy eyes. His blond hair tussled and his shirt is wrinkled. It's obvious Cato was sleeping on the couch last night and I just woke him up.
I silently curse myself for not being quiet. "Hey Cato." He stands up and drags himself over to me.
"Where are you going? It's 3am." What's with him and stopping me from leaving?
I gesture to my clothes. "Running."
Cato runs his hand through his hair and looks down at me. "It's 3am. There could be murderers. And how the hell will you see where you are going?" He was definitely starting to wake up.
"I'll be fine." I start, but I know that isn't enough. "I will be back in an hour, okay?" I push the door open and walk outside into the cold darkness.
"I'll be waiting," he announces, crossing his arms across his muscular chest sternly. He closes the back door and walks out of view.
I stretch on the deck for 5 minutes before starting my run. I have got to say, running at 3am isn't the brightest idea ever. Cato was kind of right when he asked how will I know where I'm going.
I turn around and run back to the house, knowing that I should get back at 4 or Cato will freak. Why do I even care if he will freak? He won't seriously be awake, right?
I reach the house and a wave of exhaustion hits me, but I push it away. I slide the door open and see Cato sitting shirtless on the couch staring at his phone. "Hi?" He looks up at me and smiles.
"I thought you weren't going to listen to me." I walk over to the couch and fall onto it face first. "You tired?" He laughs.
"Ahnt oo?" I mumble into the couch.
"What?"
I lift my head from the cushion and repeat myself. "Aren't you?"
"Nope." We sit there in silence for a few seconds before Cato speaks again. "Actually I am a little tired." He lays his body on top of me and squishes me.
"Cato! Off!" I laugh quietly while he fake yawns. "Stop!" I push him off me and sit up. Before I can talk again, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me on top of him.
"Cato! Let me go!" He doesn't listen, though; he keeps me in a tight lock in his arms. I try to escape from him, but it's no use; I don't even move an inch. There is no point; I give up trying to get away. Exhaustion sweeps over me again and I yawn loudly. "Cato," I mumble sleepily, "Let me go." Before he could answer me, I was asleep, listening to the steady sound of his heartbeat.
Cato POV:
Clove is now asleep. On top of me. Only wearing a sports bra, shorts, and shoes. Well this is awkward.
I probably should wake her up, but she looks so peaceful. Carrying to her and Annie's room is a better idea. I'll carry her up in 5 minutes.
Clove lies on my chest curled in a ball kind of like a little cat. She seems so happy when she sleeps. I wish she was this happy when she is awake. Something is stopping her from being happy around me.
I soon fall asleep to her constant, slow breathing.
Finnick POV:
I crawl out of bed, it's about 7am. I groan at the clock and stumble down the stairs to the kitchen.
I walk through the living room and stop in my tracks. Cato is asleep on the couch with no shirt on and Clove is curled up in a ball sleeping on top of his bare chest only wearing a sports bra, shorts, and tennis shoes.
I turn around and run back up the stairs to Annie and Clove's room. I walk over to Annie and shake her gently.
"I'm fucking sleeping right now- Oh hey Finnick." Her expression changes when she sees me standing above her. Her dark brown hair rests perfectly on her pillow. She sits up and rubs her eyes. "What do you want?"
"You got to come see this." I walk to the bedroom door and turn back to her. "Bring your camera." She jolts out of bed and grabs her phone from the nightstand before greeting me at the door. She's wearing an overly large t-shirt and pale pink running shorts underneath.
We both stride down the stairs and turn into the living room. She sees Cato and Clove and almost bursts out laughing. Annie takes her cell phone and takes a few photos. "Does this deserve a video?" she whispers to me.
"Yes, yes it does."
Clove POV:
I wake up slowly and open my eyes. I am not in the bedroom at all; I am in the living room. And this doesn't feel like a couch. I look over and see Cato sleeping beneath me. I roll off him in shock and crash to the floor.
Last night's events quickly took over me. I start to remember me running and Cato staying up for me and him lying on top of me and me being held on top of him.
I walk back upstairs and throw a shirt over my sports bra. One thing is off, though. Annie is usually asleep until 10, but she isn't in bed. I run down stairs into the dining room and see Annie and Finnick eating breakfast. "Aw, you woke up." Finnick complains.
"What? Yea, I'm always up early, unlike you, Annie."
"Oh Finnick woke me up. He wanted me to see something really interesting." Annie winks at me. Shit.
"Yea," Finn adds, "Really interesting." Annie walks over to me and holds out her phone. I see a picture of me curled up asleep on top of half naked Cato. "You want to tell us what happened?" Finn walks over next to Annie and stares at me intently.
"Nope." I reply before walking away from them.
"Okay, we will just put this video and pictures all over Facebook, YouTube, Twitter, etc." I stop in my tracks when Annie says this. I turn to them and walk back over.
"Fuck you guys," I mumble. I try to walk away now, but Annie stops me by playing a video on her phone.
"Aw look at them!" I hear Annie's voice squeal in the video. How did I not wake up from her being so loud?
I stare at the video on her phone. The camera turns to Finnick and he speaks. "They'd be so cute together."
The camera moves back to the couch and Annie steps in front of the camera so she's in the picture, too. "Look they are smiling!" She steps behind the camera and zooms in on our faces. Cato lies there smiling with his arms wrapped around my small 5'3 frame. I am curled on top of him with a slight smile on my face.
Annie shuts off the video and puts her phone in her pocket. Finnick and Annie lean on the table and wait for me to talk.
"Hey," Cato walks through the door from the living room. "What's going on?" Cato walks over and sits in a chair next to me.
"Aw, you guys are so cute." Annie whistles at us. That's it. I am completely done with this.
I push away from the table and walk away. When I am halfway up the steps, I hear shouts coming from behind me. "Hey, wait." A hand is placed on my shoulder and I turn around to be met with sea-green eyes. "Clove, I'm sorry. We were just having fun. It's not often that you see Clove in love" He winks at me.
"FINNICK! I AM NOT!" I slap his arm.
"Totally are." I roll my eyes and walk up to the room.
I grab all the stuff I brought here and take it down stairs. I load everything into my truck and walk back inside the house.
"Are you leaving?" Cato leans against the wall by the door.
"No, I never leave; I live here in the closet." I roll my eyes and walk away. Boys can be really stupid sometimes.
"Well, I was just going to ask you if you wanted to hang." Shit. Did he really just ask me out? "Just as friends if you were thinking that I was asking you out." I can't hang out with him. I can't get close to him.
"Well, uh, my mom needs me at home, so." I was a terrible liar. It didn't help that I had to reject his offer of friendness activities.
"Yea, okay. Maybe later?"
"Sure." I smile and walk to the kitchen. Finnick is leaning on the table and talking to Annie. "Hey I'm leaving Finn."
Finn runs over to me and envelops me. "No don't leave!" He cried jokingly. Finn was now starting to prevent me from breathing.
"Finn. Can't. Breath," I say breathlessly. He releases his grip on me and steps away.
"Sorry," he laughed. I walk over and Annie and hug her.
"Bye Annie."
"Bye Clove." She smiles and waves me goodbye. "Text me when you get home!"
"Okey Dokey." I walk out of the house to my car and drive away, down the narrow gravel road. I turn onto the main road and get on the highway. The whole way back I am too deep in thought to even turn on the radio or listen to music.
Cato POV:
Clove just leaves. She doesn't even give me her number or anything. How could I just let her get away like that?
She's such a complicated person. I can usually read girls like a book, but Clove I can't seem to get. She doesn't like attention, she doesn't like talking about herself, and she doesn't like me.
"Rejection!" Katniss screams from the top of the stairs.
"Shut up." I mumble. She just laughs at me.
"Katniss!" Annie runs up the stairs and envelops her friend in a large hug. "I haven't seen you this whole weekend! What were you doing?"
Katniss bites her lip and stares at the floor. She crosses her arms over her stomach and tries to hide from making conversation.
"No." Annie whispers. Annie hugs her and Katniss starts crying into her shoulder. "What a jerk."
"Oh my god, Katniss!" Madge runs over and hugs her, too. Finnick joins the group hug at the top of the stairs.
"Can someone explain what's going on?" I just stand there at the bottom of the stairs awkwardly. Everyone breaks apart the hug and walks down. The girls walk over to the living room and Finnick walks over to me.
"Breakup," Finn clarifies.
"Ah okay." We stand there for a minute in complete silence before I speak again. "Want to go to the living room?"
"Sure." We walk over to the living room and I start to hear the girls comforting Katniss.
"Come on."
"You deserved better."
"I'll beat him up."
"Not as bad as what happened to Clove."
I find myself blurting into their conversation. "What happened to Clove?" Madge and Annie turn to me and stare.
"Fuck. You didn't hear that." Annie and Madge turn their attention to Katniss again. "It's okay sweetie."
Peeta trudges down the stairs and walks into the living room. "Hey what's- Katniss are you okay?" He walks over to the front of the couch and crouches in front of her. "Don't cry." He brushes hair out of her face and pulls her into a hug. "I hate it when people are upset."
"Sorry," Katniss sniffles.
Peeta releases her from his hug and smiles at her. "It wasn't your fault." Peeta walks away from the couch and walks to us. "Hey guys."
"Hey loverboy," Finnick jokes.
"Shut up." Peeta walks by us and back upstairs. Peeta has had this crush (Read as: Obsession) on Katniss for God knows how long. He has even watched her walk home from school.
"Hey guys?" Finnick says and walks across the room. He reaches over the coffee table and grabs a pair of sunglasses. "Are these Clove's?"
Annie and Madge look up and say, "Yes," in unison before turning their attention back on Katniss.
Finnick sighs and walks back to me. "Guess I have to drive these over."
"No I'll do it." I volunteer a little too quickly. "Well, I'm going out tomorrow anyway so I could drop them 'round."
Finnick laughs at me and hands over the glasses. "Here, I'll give you her address." Finnick walks over to the kitchen and comes back with a sticky note with an address scribbled on it. "Here."
I take the sticky note from Finnick and look at the clock. "You know, I should probably leave." I practically sprint up the stairs and grab my stuff, run down the stairs, and shoot out the door before Finnick responds. I climb in my red convertible and back out of the driveway.
I speed down the highway away from the beach. While weaving through the many cars, I think to myself about Clove, her smile, her laugh, her warmth, just everything about her. I have never been this love struck with ANY girl, and there has been a lot. I need to talk to Clove today. I can't wait until tomorrow.
