A/N: Okay thank you for clicking on the button that said for Platonic Love. Thanks for reading this far and thanks for reviewing. The updates will be slightly slow, but there will be tons of drama, surprises, and Everlark.

Just remember, the characters mentioned here are not owned by me. All of those are owned by Suzanne Collins. "One Thing" is sung and owned by One Direction, and is only featured here.

Chapter Four:

Katniss POV:

Once the bell rings, Peeta and I rush out of the classroom. Delly went to the bathroom, Charlotte gave her a skirt to wear. Delly had finally re-done herself, even though it took up most of class. That woman.

"... and then Charlotte pulled the string, Delly yelled and ran out," Peeta finishes explaining to chortling Clove and Madge. "Here, look at her makeup," he points at my phone.

"That... girl... I... can't... stop..." Clove says between laughs.

"Hmmm. Yes," I agree.

"HEY PEETA," calls a guy. I turn back and see Finnick Odair, the hottie of our school. Peeta may be cute, but he's hot. To every girl- except me.

Finnick runs up to us. "Peeta, Katniss, I was wondering if you two could come to my place on Saturday. I'm throwing a party. You too Clove and Madge." he says kindly.

"Tomorrow? Sure," Peeta replies.

"I'll be there too," says Delly, walking up from behind. She nods at us before addressing Peeta, "Would you like to be my date?" she asks.

"Nope," he replied, confidently. "I told you that after music," he says.

Delly looks at him, shocked. "Uhh, okay then." She sashays off, bumping into me on her way. My books tumble out of my hands and fall to the ground. She turns around, a look of fake pity on her face. "OOPS!" she squeals.

"Delly you have a string coming out of your underwear there," Peeta calls after her. She turns, blushing, and walks of hurriedly.

"Let me help you with that," Peeta says. Bending down to pick up the books. We both try to pick up an old math textbook at the same time- resulting in our hands touching each other.

I blush, but Peeta acts natural. Clove and Madge look like they want to giggle, laugh, cry, and scream with joy. Instead, they run off with murmurs of wanting to go finish homework.

'I actually blushed!' I think as I but the books back into my bag. Peeta helps me. Its not like I like him or anything. I don't like boys, or people for that matter. With the exception of Prim, Clove, and Madge- maybe even Finnick. But Peeta, I just met him. I need to snap out of this fantasy, he has his eyes on another girl. That's what he told Delly. He's too nice to lie. He is nice to me. Probably pities my friendless life. Yes, that's it. How dare he! he doesn't even know me. No, maybe it's something more... FORGET IT KATNISS- not gonna happen. Not again. Not like last time, I tell myself. Unfortunately my voice of reason is powerless to the boy with the blue eyes.

Peeta's POV:

Katniss has been looking away for a while. She has put on that mask, hiding herself from the world. Could she tell? Did she know I liked her? Finnick noticed, but he's a guy. Did she like me? Maybe. If she didn't I may be able to convince her. Finnick said she didn't have a boyfriend. He has been awfully helpful. I wonder if he has a girl on his eyes? I guess I'll see on Saturday.

"So where should we go to work on the projects?" Katniss asks, breaking my train of thought.

"We can go to my house, I have supplies for the music poster and then we can write the report for Science," I answer. She nods. We walk to the parking lot in silence.

"Do you have a car?" I ask. She shakes her head, looking embarrassed. A blush creeps onto her face. She looks so adorable. I smile, "Okay then, get in."

She remains silent throughout the drive, I can tell something is on her mind. But so far, I've learned not to interfere.

Once we reach my house we head straight for the living room. "Nobody's home, my parents are working out some business strategies in 3 and 9, and my brothers are out of town too. We will be able to work uninterrupted."

"Sure, let's start with the music poster." We take out our laptops (school issued), and get to work. After a few hours, Katniss starts to look drowsy. We had just been finishing up. Printing the science report.

"Let's take a break" I announce. "Do you want something to eat?" We hadn't had anything since we started.

"Hm? Sure," she replies.

"My family works in the bakery, we usually have tons of food stocked," I say, pulling out a jar of cookies. "I used to go to a boarding school in the Capitol, I just moved here with my parents because my brother left. They need somebody to take care of the house."

"That's cool," Katniss says. I notice that she doesn't elaborate, or give any details about her family. I turn back to face her. When I look at her I notice that she has focused on my face. She has a kind, caring expression on her face.

I lean into her, our faces inches from each other. I look into her eyes to see that she isn't ready as her eyes are as big as saucers. I don't know what has come over me, I have never done this in the Capitol, never fallen for a girl this quickly. Never fallen for a girl at all. Her cheeks turn bright red as she gives the floor a slight smile. I sigh and back away.

"Katniss, I am so sorry. I know we just met but," I begin. She turns her head up to me and smiles wholeheartedly. I chuckle and twiddle my thumbs around as she turns back to the ground.

'You are beautiful do you know that?" I say softly before I reach into my bag, pulling out a book and pencils.

"Thanks," she says as she turns up to look at me, my chest stirs up. "What are you doing?" she chimes as I turn the pages and stop at an blank one.

"Stay there will you?" I wave my pencil around like a wand. In a few minutes it is finished. Seeing that I stopped drawing, she smirks and snatchest the book out of my hands. "Hey!" I say.

She flips the book's pages and stops at a picture of a child with dirty hands and huge grey eyes. "Wow," she whispers to the page as she runs her finger gently over the hands. She eyes start getting watery and she wipes them away quickly. "You're really good," she says, refusing to look at me.

"Thanks," I whisper back, I turn her head up towards me. She keeps her eyes down, still refusing to look at me.

"What's wrong?" I say as I run my thumb up and down her soft cheek. "Was it really that bad?" she giggles and shakes her head.

I wipe the tear from her cheek. She freezes. I stop and realize I am doing. Is it too early to be touching her face? I think to myself. I pull my hand away. My blushing cheeks make the room feel hot. Before I put my hand back on my lap, she snatches my hand gently and places it back on her cheek. My face turns red as she holds her hand over mine on her cheek.

"Can you do that again?" she asks very quietly as she looks up suddenly, making me jump and my heart rate run. Her grey eyes pierce my skin and pinch at the surface. She turns red as I grin back and start stroking her delicate face again. After minutes of this, she looks into my eyes again and I feel like I could do anything, how is this possible when we just met? She smiles slightly and giggles again, I return the smile making her pink, making me red.

"Shouldn't you be getting home soon?" I whisper, not letting go of her.

"Nobody will notice now, but I should be back for dinner," she replies.

"Okay. Then tell me what's wrong with the painting? You can tell me, I will not tell anyone." I say slowly. She sighs and takes her hand off of mine, I pull my hand away slowly and put a strand of hair behind her ear as she sniffles.

"Well, it reminded me of myself and Prim, my sister when we were young. My father died, but mother was there, but she was just a shell, nothing inside of her. It was like I lost both parents. After nearly starving, my mother snapped back. She couldn't work as she had no particular skill. She got married to a very rich man. He can be very over protective, he can be sweet and funny. I've learned how to manage myself. However I can never forget what my mother did to me, she left me alone. Even though it was temporary, it was damaging. I had to take care of my sister because I loved her so much. I put myself after her at all times. I can't forgive my mother. She had left her daughters to fend for themselves then and there. She never came back." she says softly, sniffling in between sentences. I listen very carefully to her story.

When she is done, she clears her throat and looks back up from the floor. I give her a sad smile and she shrugs. She looks at her watch and her eyes grow wide.

"Oh my god, it's six forty. I should be home now." she says as she gets up and stuffs her bag with all her books.

"I'll drive you if you want," I scratch the back of my head as I ask nervously.

"You can? Oh my god, I would be so grateful, please." she says as she runs around. I get up, grab the car keys off the coffee table and make my way to the door.

"Shall we?" I say as I open the door for her. She hops into the car and pats her thighs to a rhythm. I slide into the driver's seat and drive out of the porch.

"Hey, I am sorry about the picture, I didn't mean to hurt you," I say as the traffic lights turn red, I look to her and I catch her already looking at me. She nods and I freeze, heat up and force something out of my mouth.

"I want to make it up to you. You can't back out, I will forbid it, okay?" She nods again. "Okay, so what do love the most in this world?" I ask, glancing between Katniss and the traffic light.

"Prim." she says softly. I never knew Katniss was this loving and soft, and it warms my heart and being.

"Okay, second thing you love?"

"The meadow." she says.

"I'll meet you there. I want to draw you, and your sister. Then why don't we go to Finnick's party in the evening, together," I say as I chew the inside of my lip, I start driving again.

Every second feels like hell while I wait for an answer. What if she doesn't like me as much as I like her? What is she says no? What will I say? Will we still be friends?

"Okay, yeah, sure. I'd like that," she says with happiness in her voice, it is so pure. I find myself grinning like mad, but I also find Katniss blushing and smiling like crazy from the corner of my eye. The rest of the ride is calm and quiet as steal glances at each other. When we find each other looking at one another, we look away.

When we get to Katniss' house, I am surprised by how many stories the house has, maybe about 6 floors. Katniss wasn't lying- the man is rich.

"Um, Peeta? Thanks for driving me home," she says as I park the car behind the bush.

"No problem," I smile. She nods and we have our second awkward moment in the car. I did not expect anything like this on my first day of school, Katniss leans forward and kisses me on the cheek before she says goodbye, waves, and leaves the car.

I am left in the car, staring at her walk down the driveway. There is a burning sensation on the mark her soft lips left, and a sensation of happiness, leaving me wanting more. My thoughts start moving to the bad, dirty side of my brain as I start up the car. I shake my head ferociously and drive home. During the ride home, I turn on the radio and 'One Thing' is playing.

I've tried playing it cool,

But when I'm looking at you,

I can't ever be brave'

Cause you make my heart race

I can't help but think about how much the lyrics resemble my feelings towards Katniss. I really can relate to this song.

Shot me out of the sky

You're my kryptonite

You keep making me weak

Yeah, frozen and can't breathe

This song is written for me, I am absolutely sure.

Something's gotta give now

Cause I'm dying just to make you see,

That I need you here with me now

'Cause you've got that one thing

Katniss. She is so unique, so different from others. I don't know what I'd do to spend every minute with her.

So get out, get out, get out of my head

And fall into my arms instead

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is

But I need that one thing

And you've got that one thing.

I need to prove this to Katniss somehow, she has done so much for others and I think it is time she gets a little pampering herself. She has no idea of the effect she can have. Then I think of great idea. I get out my phone and dial Finnick's number. He picks up the phone and yells,

"Hey bro! You get laid yet?" he yells into the phone.

"No, but -" I start

"She gave you a blow? Congrats man! I remember when Annie did it to me. She has these fingers, they work like magic, up an-"

"FINNICK. TOO MUCH INFORMATION."

"Sorry, what's up?" he asks in a dreamy voice, while I hear Annie yelling at Finnick, something about sex and secrets. They were probably in the home they shared, planning the party details. I try as hard as I can to stifle a laugh. Stifle... Stiff... Katniss. I shake my head at my sick minded thoughts. On the other end, I can hear Annie so he asks her to leave for a minute.

"Anyways, I was asking about the party on Saturday. Is there going to be karaoke event, in your party?" I ask as I pat the steering wheel with my fingers.

"Yes, you have a recommendation?"

"I recommend that you make Katniss and I have a competition that the crowd 'demands'," I tell him.

"Uh huh?" he says mischievously.

"Mm hm." I reply.

"Okay, I will arrange that with the crowd and the karaoke people." he says. There is a moment of silence before he asks the question that I'm sure has been on his mind for a long time.

"No, I am serious, did she blow you up?" he laughs, obviously sensing my discomfort through the phone. I hang up the phone.

I then turn the radio back up. I come to a conclusion before I park my car in my driveway:

I am never washing my cheek ever again.

A/N: So that was Chapter Four, please keep up the reviewing. You can view the Platonic Love cover here: ( . ) It was made by the beta for this story. A big thanks to her.