It's New Years Eve and I'm really upset. I've got the inhalers and Peeta insisted on keeping one of them with him. He's at Applebee's, at work.
And he works in Times Square, and that's where they do the Dick Clarks New Year thing, and it fills with millions of people, so I know he won't be home until really late tonight. It's actually ten thirty, and I sit with my whole family and Peeta's entire family. I've warmed up to them completely.
"Just one hour to go." Mrs. Mellark says. Everyone is happy, but I'm not. I wish Peeta could be here.
"Yup," I say dully. My legs are pulled up against my chest, my arms wrapped around them, my chin resting on top of them. I'm in jeans and a long sleeve tee shirt.
We've got snacks out on the coffee table. Peeta said he's really upset that he has to go to work. It will be our first New Year together and we don't even get to spend it together. "Come on Katniss, lighten up." Caitlin says. I just sigh and shake my head.
As they show times square, we all see the Applebee's Peeta works at is literally jam packed with people. Peeta tried to get everyone to cover his shift but nobody would. "Well there's no way they're letting him home early." I grumble. "He'll be there till six in the morning."
He knows how upset I am about this. Of course, everyone is upset too, but I was so upset that I actually was crying. Caitlin is on my right and Mom is on my left and Dad is on her left. Everyone else is scattered around the room.
Dick Clarks ends for a while and then starts right up again at eleven thirty. Miley Cyrus is performing. "I can't stand her." Mom says.
"I like her music…but I don't like what she does around kids. Of course, everyone has their own way of expressing themselves." I mutter.
"Next year we should actually go out there and see it for ourselves." My eyes shoot up, along with everyone else's. And there he is, standing right there, in his work clothes, his hands in his pockets. "You know people will say complaining gets you nowhere. Well, my boss has a heart. When he asked why I was so dull, I told him that this is the first New Year with my fiancé." He shrugs. "I just finished an order when he said 'go home kid, be with your girl' so…I did." He shrugs. He looks at me and opens his arms. I fly up and run right into them. "He said that I have to bring you in one day when I'm not working though." he says.
"That's fine." I hold him tighter.
After a while, he releases me, kisses my forehead and walks into his room. I go back to my seat, and he comes out in jeans and a white long sleeve shirt that's tight and sexy and a leather jacket and his vans. He hands me my boots and my coat.
"Why do I need these?" I ask.
"Because we have to go outside for fireworks," Haymitch says.
"Yeah, I've got the sky ones." Rye says.
"And we need noise." Peeta says. He backs up out of the way and watches from the side. Prim is struggling to stay awake, and Audrey is fighting with her. They're literally best friends now. Audrey taps Prim's head and Prim taps hers.
I don't pull on my boots yet, and finally Peeta shoots me the 'put them on' look, and I listen. I pull my coat on, too. "Come here," I tell him.
"Honey, there's no room." he says.
"Right here." I open my legs and tap the floor. He stares for a moment, and then walks over and sits down in front of me. It's eleven forty. Slowly, I lean forwards and rest my chin on his head, sliding my hands down his muscular arms. He reaches up, knowing what I want, and links our fingers.
"I can't!" Prim finally whines. "Mama awake at eleven fifty nine?" Prim asks.
"Yes baby, come here." Mama reaches from Prim, and she gets up and walks over, crawling in her lap and falling asleep immediately. I move my head down so my chin is on Peeta's shoulder. I kiss behind his ear, and then his cheek, and then his jaw, and then his lips.
"Did I ever tell you?" I begin; my voice only audible for him. "That you look incredibly sexy in leather jackets?" He shakes his head. "And it makes me…want you…so fucking bad." I murmur again. "And after the ball drops…we're going to get a hotel down the street." I add. "So we can fuck, and be as loud as we want, and not disturb anybody at all."
He is stiff as a board.
PEETA'S POV
I love when she talks dirty, and I have to think of the most disgusting thing I can come up with to keep my dick limp. She kisses behind my ear again, and then she kisses my cheek. I hear Johanna laugh dryly from across the room. "Do you object?" she whispers. Her voice has given me goose bumps and I can't think straight. I shake my head, just barely. "Good," she whispers. "I'm going to give you the best blow you have ever gotten." I think of falling in cow shit and eating it and I'm very pleased that it's working. "If there wasn't a ton of people in this room, you would be naked." She whispers.
"I'm really dying to know what they're talking about." Kegan finally speaks up. I look up at Katniss, and she looks down at me and smirks.
"You know something else?" she whispers in my ear again. I raise my eyebrows at her, telling her I'm listening. "I'm wearing a thong right now."
That would be so sexy…
I need to stop thinking about this. "I'm hungry," I finally say. I stand up and walk off to the kitchen.
KATNISS'SPOV
I snicker and sit back.
"What did you say to him?" Justice finally asks.
"I didn't say anything." I lie coolly. "Peeta, there's food in here." I call him back. He comes back in, his hands stuffed deep in his pockets. He looks at me, and I smirk. "Something wrong?" I ask. His eyes darken to black. He isn't angry, he's horny. He's told me millions of times that he likes when I talk like that. He doesn't say anything. I stand up and walk over to him. "Are you okay?" his arms are crossed. Our eyes lock and he nods. "Why aren't you talking? What's wrong? Come here." I grab his hand and pull him into his room.
He pins me against the wall. "What if we fuck our way into the New Year?" he nips at my neck.
"No." I reply. He locks the door.
"Why?" he demands.
"Because-" he cuts me off with a short kiss, and then starts to move downwards. I lose my train of thought quickly. He's pulled my shirt and bra out of his way, and his mouth just gets to the top of my boobs when I push him away, covering myself again. "Everybody will know." I whisper.
"You point?" he exposes me again.
"Peeta," I groan. We haven't had sex since he said he wasn't going to make out with me anymore. He starts kissing my again. When he gets to my boobs again he gets halfway to his destination before I cover myself again. He just moves to my neck.
We ignore the cheers, knowing it's now midnight. Someone jiggles the locked door. "They're probably having sex, let's just go." That was actually my father. I don't think he cares about Peeta and I anymore. After everything with Prim, he trusts Peeta.
Peeta exposes me again, and swats at my hands when I try to cover myself. "If you don't want this say so and I'll stop. If you want me to stop because everyone is here, I'm not going to stop." He looks up at me. I don't answer because I want this so fucking bad, but everyone is here. "That's what I thought." He unbuttons my jeans.
….a….
We kept going well into the morning. We finally stopped at eight, and then we went to bed and slept till nine at night. Everyone was still here when we took a shower, which brought on another round, and finally, at ten, we put on another pair of pajamas and walked out of the room.
Almost immediately, the teasing begins. The kids don't understand what is going on. "Brainless, I'm surprised you're not waddling. Ten inches is a lot." She says.
"Ten more than you get." I reply. Everyone drifts off on their nagging, but Peeta starts laughing and gives me a high five.
"I should beat your ass for saying that." She stands up.
I roll my eyes. "It's true." I walk into the kitchen and rummage through the cabinets for something to eat. I'm just about to start some ramen noodles when Peeta walks into the kitchen and starts making something. "You better share that." I tell him.
"Maybe…" he smiles. It's some type of creamy noodle chicken thing and it sells delicious. I put away the ramen and wait impatiently until he fills two bowls and puts one on the counter next to me.
"You two at least were using protection, right?" Mrs. Mellark calls from the living room. I take my birth control pill and continue eating. "Hello!" she calls.
"No, we weren't!" Peeta and I call at the same time. I cringe and wait for Daddy.
"What the hell do you mean?" Dad walks right into the kitchen.
"He pulled out Dad…" I don't look at him.
"How can you be sure?" he demands.
"Because I am," I hop off the counter.
I'm doing a time skip to like…April third, Peeta's b-day