Author's Note: Hey guys! I read one of the reviews last night and noticed someone said that the conversation in the last chapter was a little hard to follow. I reread through it and completely agree! I think it was because of how late I stayed up writing, but I should get round to fixing it soon, just thought you would prefer the rest of the date to come out before I delay it longer by modifying a chapter that is already up. Thanks for your continued support guys :)

P.S. Double denim is totally in this autumn as long as the denims are different shades. Don't worry guys, Peeta is very in fashion. I made sure of it.

Peeta laughed nervously, and took another drink of beer. He wasn't entirely sure whether Gale was joking or not. He looked away from the brunette in front and looked across the lake. The firey sky that coloured the lake was becoming more inky blue each second and the lake was almost back to looking like a normal lake again.

"You have a girlfriend Gale…" Peeta paused. "Should we really be talking like this?"

"What do you mean?" Gale replied, "I'm just being friendly."

"I know you are, Gale. But your friendly is very flirty and after what happened at Capitol... I dunno if flirty is such a great thing for you to be with me, at the moment. Especially not when you have a girlfriend. A girlfriend who happens to be one of my best friends."

"You're right, I'm sorry." Gale sighed and put his beer down the rock. He moved so that he was sat closer to Peeta, his face centimetres from the blond's. Gale's hand rested on Peeta's thigh. "It's just… I enjoyed that kiss a lot more than I let on and I'd be lying if I told you I haven't thought about the kiss since it happened. I've thought about it quite a lot actually."

Peeta's breathing hitched, Gale had moved his face closer and closer to the blond's own whilst he was talking. He lips were now almost brushing against Peeta's, the warm heat of Gale's breath tickling his skin. "Gale, We-..."

Gale cut Peeta off by leaning forward and pressing his lips against the baker's. The action was soft, gentle and sweet. The blond's eyes widened in shock, his body tensed. He felt a strong hand on the back of his neck, pulling him even further into the kiss. Peeta let himself melt into the kiss, his lips following Gale's rhythm and moving so that he was pressed against the brunette's muscular body. He ran a hand into Gale's hair, tangling his fingers into the soft locks. But, as soon as it happened, it was over. A soft groan slipped from Peeta's lips at the loss of contact when Gale pulled away. A muffled ringing was resonating from Gale's pocket. He pulled out his phone and grimaced up at Peeta.

"It's Madge." He announced.

"Well, answer it." Peeta replied and Gale did so.

"Hey, baby…" The taller man said into the phone.

Peeta wasn't sure whether he was relieved or disappointed that the kiss was interrupted. While he wanted more than anything to pull Gale back and kiss him, he knew Madge would probably never speak to him again if she found out he had knowingly kissed her boyfriend. In fact, he was pretty sure if they did carry on kissing, it may have resulted in more than kissing and Madge definitely would never speak to him if she found out he had given her boyfriend a risque blowjob while picnicking next to a lake.

"You're home alone?... Well, baby, that's sounds like it could be fun." Peeta listened to the one side of the conversation that he could hear. He felt his stomach drop when he heard the last thing Gale said in the conversation before hanging up the phone: "No, I'm not busy. Yeah, I'll be there as soon as possible."

Peeta looked at him incredulously. He was being ditched so that Gale could go, by the sounds of it, hook up with Madge. Peeta couldn't believe it. One minute Gale was kissing him and telling him how much he had thought about him over the last couple of days, the next he was agreeing to go to Madge's house to hookup. Gale obviously didn't pick up on Peeta's expression because he just smiled at him.

"Where were we?" The brunette asked, adding a wink at the end.

"I think you were taking me home." Peeta replied, trying to keep the hint of annoyance out of his voice.

"Really? I remember my lips on yours." Gale whispered as he crawled back over to Peeta so their faces, like moments ago, were inches apart. "My hand on the back of your neck. Your hand in my hair and you moaning when I pulled away." Gale's hand rested on the back of his neck again and he pressed a peck to Peeta's lips. The blond boy quickly pushed him away, not wanting to get distracted by Gale's lips again. He was annoyed at Gale for being able to switch so easily between Madge and himself. Annoyed people do not kiss the people that have annoyed them.

"Well, I remember you telling Madge that you're not busy and that you'll be over soon." Peeta stood up and started packing away the picnic. "We better get going if you wanna be there before her parents get home."

"Peeta…" Gale muttered. "I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry."

"Then how did you mean it? Actually, it doesn't matter." Peeta picked up the basket and stood up straight. "I'm really happy you brought me here and that I'm the first person you've showed this place to. But, right now, I'm kinda pissed off with how easy you found it to ditch me for a quickie with Madge while her parents are out. So please, just take me home, Gale."

xxx

Peeta sat silently in the passenger seat of Gale's car. Gale hadn't bothered to try and talk which was probably for the best. He hadn't suggested that they sing. He hadn't even turned on the radio. He just drove Peeta home like he'd asked. It was awkward. The comfortable silence that they had sat in for part of the journey here was impossible to achieve and Peeta couldn't care less. He was annoyed with the situation and felt completely stupid for kissing Gale again. Just as quickly as they had appeared, the fields that surrounded them disappeared and were replaced with suburban houses and the orange glow of the streetlights overhead.

"We're about to come up to my neighbourhood, do you mind if I stop at my house to pick something up?" Gale asked, finally breaking the silence.

"Yeah," Peeta replied, before realising where they are. "You know what, Finnick lives like two blocks away from here. I'll just walk to his from your place."

"Are you sure? I can drop you off there, it's honestly no trouble."

"I'm sure, Gale."

Silence filled the car again almost instantly. Peeta couldn't have imagined a worse ending to his time with Gale. They weren't even speaking and when they did, it was so Peeta could get out of the car quicker. Gale pulled into the drive of his house and as soon as the car came to a stop, Peeta unbuckled his seat belt. He opened the his door and swung his legs round to get out of the car. The blond felt Gale's hand on his wrist, pulling Peeta to face him.

"Peety, you gotta understand that I didn't mean for today to end this way; or this early in fact." Gale said, letting go of the baker's wrist now that he had gotten Peeta's attention. "I wanted to stay at the lake with you for longer. I wanted to actually eat more of the picnic than on PB and J sandwich between us."

"Then why did you tell Madge that you weren't busy? Madge wouldn't have cared that you were with me. You should have just told her you were busy. Her parents are out all the time. You can fuck her whenever. You can fuck her at the party tomorrow. But, instead you skipped out on me to fuck her."

"Peeta, I was gonna stay with you. I wasn't gonna leave as quickly as you made us. You're the one who made us go home so fast." Gale replied desperately.

Peeta ignored Gale's reply, continuing with what he was saying. "Was I not enough? Was making out with me in your favourite place within an hour not good enough for you? God, Gale… All I wanted was to spend time with you. I haven't stopped thinking about you since we kissed at Capitol and now everytime I see you I get these stupid little butterflies in my stomach because you're the first person I ever kissed that I think I might have actually have…" Peeta stopped talking before he revealed something that even he wasn't sure he felt for Gale.

Gale furrowed his eyebrow and tilted his head slightly. "First person that you've kissed that you might actually have... What? You can't leave that there, Peeta."

Peeta turned and got out of the car. "It doesn't matter, Gale. I'm gonna go."

"I'll you at Katniss' party tomorrow though, yeah?" Gale asked.

Peeta just nodded his reply before turning and walking briskly away from the silver car. He heard Gale shout a goodbye from inside the car, but he ignored him. He just needed to get to Finnick's house quickly. The blond was so confused. He just had to stop himself from telling Gale that he had feelings for him, which was new knowledge to him. Peeta hadn't even considered that the butterflies he felt every time he spoke to Gale might be because he suddenly had feelings for him? No, he couldn't have feelings for Gale because he's one of his best friend's boyfriends. It would be wrong - not that kissing them twice isn't.

Peeta rounded a corner, thanking Finnick's parents for living so close to Gale's family. He hadn't noticed it until now, but it had become dark and cold all at once. The day had been warm so Peeta's clothing choices weren't exactly suited to the weather. He pulled his jacket tighter around himself and crossed his arms over his chest to hold it closed. Peeta sped up, not wanting to be out here much longer. He couldn't wait to talk to Finnick, and most likely kiss him for a while. His time with Gale had frustrated him to no ends and he was sure Finnick could help him work out his frustrations. If not, he would at least drive him home without the awkwardness that a ride home with Gale offered. Peeta turned onto Finnick's street and decided he should probably let him know that he was coming.

Peeta: Fin. I'm coming over. I'm annoyed and need to make out with something. I'll be there in 2 mins tops. xx

Peeta: P.S. If you're wearing a t-shirt, take it off.

Finnick: You're lucky, Mellark. The plans I had for tonight got cancelled so I'm all yours.

Peeta pushed the shirtless swimmer up against the door to his bedroom. He ran hand down the toned abs of his best friend, feeling every defined curve. He pressed his lips to Finnick's neck, lightly nipping Finnick's skin. He heard Finnick groan from above him and he grinned. It had been less than twenty-four hours since he had last been in this position with his best friend, but he couldn't help it. He needed something to stop him from thinking about what had happened with Gale. He needed to stop thinking about what he might be feeling for Gale and it just so happened that Finnick was just the thing.

"You k-know… Peeta. When you said you were annoyed…" The bronze haired boy said between gasps of breath. "I expected you to come here and tell me every detail of what happened, not make me painfully hard and want to fuck your mouth."

Peeta pulled away from his assault on Finnick's neck and gave him a questioning look. "You'd rather I told you why I'm pissed off than suck you off?"

"Kinda, I mean being your best friend is more important to me than being your friend with benefits. So, sit on the bed and tell me what's up." Finnick said, pushing the blond towards the bed. They sat opposite each other, legs crossed. "So, what happened?" Finnick asked.

"Well, when I got back from home this morning, I got a text from Gale asking to hang out and I said yes which is how he ended up picking me up at like six thirty." Peeta began explaining.

"Wait, what? Why did you make me aware of this as soon as it was planned?" Finnick questioned eagerly, clinging onto every word Peeta said.

"I was going to text you, but I got so nervous and paranoid about him cancelling that I didn't tell anyone; just in case he did cancel." Peeta sighed, biting the nail of his middle finger. "Anyway, he ended up taking me to this lake which he said was his favourite place within an hours drive of where we live and he had packed a picnic and it was really sweet. But then we started talking about the kiss at Capitol and it kinda went downhill from there."

"Surely you guys talking about things is a good thing?" The bronze haired swimmer asked.

"You see, that's what I thought. But, it ended up with us making out again which probably isn't a great thing because of Madge." Peeta put his head in his hands. "Oh God, Finnick, I just never wanted to stop kissing him. It was perfect. He didn't show any signs of wanting to stop kissing, until Madge rang him that is."

"What did she say? Had she found out about the kiss?"

"No, worse. She invited him over to have sex while her parents are out and Gale said that he wasn't busy and would be over as soon as he could which obviously really pissed me off."

"That's fucked up, Peeta. I'm sorry." Finnick pulled the blond into a hug. "But just so you know, I would never stop making out with you to go fuck a girl."

Peeta laughed. "Thanks, Fin, that means a lot."

"You staying over again tonight?"

"No, thank you though. I've got an early morning shift tomorrow." Peeta kissed his friend on the cheek. "Will you give me a lift home?"

"Of course I will." Finnick stood and grabbed his keys off his bedside table. "I'll even drive shirtless, just for you."

Peeta laughed again, already feeling slightly better after having spent no more than twenty minutes with Finnick. "Wow, I am so honoured. By the way Fin, I'm sorry for making you painfully hard."

Author's Note: This chapter was a mess, I know! I'm very sorry! But, I wanted the tension between Gale and Peeta occur before the party which I'm sure you guys will be happy to know starts in the next chapter! But for any of you who are upset that there wasn't any proper Gale/Peeta action in this chapter, there will be some at the party ;) As always, thanks for reading and reviews are also welcome. :)