"I don't know what you're talking about!" I exclaimed. My breathing came in short panicked breaths. I had to get out of here, I couldn't breathe.
"I'd see you from this very window, I'd get woken up by my mother to start the cakes, and there you'd be like clockwork. Every single morning, you would just be standing there." Peeta seemed alarmingly calm, as though the words didn't affect him. He just peered into my eyes causing all sorts of emotional trauma that would bite me in the ass later.
"Why didn't you ever look up at me then, when you were placing the cakes?" I asked looking away from his bright blue eyes that seemed to sink into my own.
"I felt like that would scare you off."
"Scare me off?"
"No that you'd be scared of me but at first I wasn't sure." He explained. "I wasn't sure if you were there for me or not. I thought of everything that could of brought you to that tree."
"And what did you come up with?" I asked gaining some leverage over my emotions.
"Many things. For a while I had myself convinced you'd just got up earlier to wait for Katniss but after a few weeks I caught you looking at me." He told me as his hand moved to flatten the collar of my shirt. His touch controlled me and all of my attention. Anything I could have said back was gone, my only focus on that one hand now resting on my chest. "That's when I knew."
I swallowed hard dragging my attention from his hand back up to his face. "Knew what?"
He gave me a slightly cocky smile, one I'd never seen comes across his face. " I knew that you liked me just as much as I liked you."
I stood there stunned; arms at my side like cement had glued them there. My feet stuck to the floor, I felt if I moved so much as an inch I would wake up in my bed. I closed my eyes testing to see if this was real, if any of it could possibly be happening.
That's when it happened. He didn't waste a single second, that mere child had more guts than anyone I'd ever known when it came to feelings. Or on this hand expressing them. He tilted his face up towards mine gently pressing his lips to my own as he stood on the tips of his toes.
That was when I wasn't dumb struck any more, I kissed back with all that I had. My arm wrapped around his waist and brought Peeta to me. When we broke apart he was still pressed against me, even with him arm not holding him in place. The only thing in between us was the fabric of our cloths that pressed tightly together.
"Peeta." I said quietly as I pushed bits of his hair out of his eyes. I just stared at his face memorizing that moment. I never wanted to forget it. I wanted to keep it forever have that moment repeat.
"PEETA!" A voice shouted from downstairs. We broke apart too soon for my liking but I knew it had to end. We just looked at each other for a few brief moments before he called down that he'd be there in a minute. I finally saw now there was never any shame to be had in liking this boy, so I pulled his head towards mine and kissed him for one last time before I walked out of his room.
I didn't look back I just kept walking until I was out of the bakery and down the street. Everything seemed to be happening so fast, like life was going on and I couldn't keep up.
I was surprised my pack remained on my back the entire time, pulling me back to reality I had an errand to run. I sighed returning from my silly fairytale to my dull life, I walked back past the bakery to bring strawberries to the Mayor's daughter.
