Hiya! I hope you guys liked that last chapter! I realized that I didn't put a disclaimer on the last one, but I'm sure you guys know by now that I don't own the Hunger Games. I won't keep you waiting! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games... *sob*

Annie's POV

Once the time came, I snuck out of my house, using the window of my bedroom. I closed the window until there was only a tiny space that only my fingers could fit into.

I ran out to the beach in just my swimsuit and jumped into the water quietly, making sure not to wake my mom. Who knows what would happen if she found out that I was sneaking out at 1:00 on the day after my birthday in just a swimsuit to see the boy that won the Hunger Games – not to mention the fact that I'm in love with him, but I've been pushing down my feelings for about 4 years now.

I swam out to the cave as fast as I could, curious to see what waits for me there. The water wasn't extremely warm, but it wasn't freezing cold. It was instead, nice and refreshing. There weren't many fish out. I wonder where they go at night.

When I got there, Finn helped me out of the water and offered me a towel. A dry towel. How did he get a dry towel out here? I accepted the towel and wrapped it around me.

"Thanks," I say quietly, getting my first real look at the cave. The only lighting in it is a lantern and a couple of candles. There's a blanket covering the rocks so that no one will slip on it again. On the blanket was a picnic basket, two cushions and a small box. "So... What's this?" I asked him.

"Um..." he said, embarrassed for some reason. He ran his hand through his hair. "You can have a seat if you want." he said, gesturing to one of the cushions. I quickly have a seat and smile up at him, patting the other cushion that was in front of me. Finn smiled back and sat in it.

"So. What am I doing here at 1:00 A.M?" I asked him. Clearly, he wouldn't be able to explain to me what I'm doing here without me asking.

He sighed. It was a happy sigh, though. I've never seen a happy sigh before. Only exhausted or frustrated ones. "Annie..." he trailed off. I nodded and grabbed his hand, encouraging him to continue. He looked at our hands before looking into my eyes. "Annie, I'm still in love with you."

I can feel my eyes widen at his words. My heart sped up and could feel it beating in my chest. Then I realize how long it's taking me to do anything. I've been rehearsing this in my head for a while. You'd think that at least I'd be able to say something.

Finnick looked at me worriedly. "Annie?" he asked, squeezing my hand a little. "Are you okay?"

I blinked a little, trying to clear the stars that were blocking my vision. "I... think so." I said once I regained my vision. Why was this such a surprise to me? We already admitted it to each other four years ago! Maybe it was the fact that he still loved me after all this time.

"Annie," His voice brought me back from my thoughts. "I love you."

"I love you too." I replied. "I really do. I love you, Finnick."

With that, he leaned in and kissed me. Gently at first, but then I kissed him harder and somehow, I ended up sitting in his lap, both of our lips locked.

When we finally broke away, we were breathless. Literally. I bit my lip once I caught my breath. Why did I need to be to awkward?!

"So..." I said, looking down at my hands.

"So..." he replied, teasing me. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Did you just make me come here at 1:00A.M just so that you could tell me you loved me and then kiss me? Or was there something else in this plan?" I asked. I know that he's just making me push him to say this so that he could laugh at my awkwardness.

"Right. There's some food if you want any." he said, pointing out the basket. I smile.

"What's in in it?" I asked.

"Just some fish," he said as if it wasn't anything big. To be honest, though, I was really in the mood for fish.

I get off his lap, open the basket and take out the plate that had fish on it and was carefully put in it. It smelled positively divine. Just like the ocean. "Thanks, Finn." I said, smiling at him. He smiled back at me immediately.

"You don't need to thank me, Annie." he said.

"That doesn't stop me." I told him.

There was an awkward silence after that, so I decided to start eating. I took a fork full of fish and stuffed in my mouth. Eating the fish made me realize how hungry I was. I didn't eat supper tonight. This thought just made me eat it quicker.

"Hungry, there?" he teased. I blushed and shrugged.

"I didn't eat any supper." I replied. He nodded.

"Right..." he said, looking at his hands.

When I finished eating, I put the plate away in the basket before looking up at him. "So... now what?" I asked him.

"Now, I give you this."

Finnick took out the box that I noticed earlier and handed it to me. I looked down at my hands that were holding the box, then back at Finn.

"Go on. Open it." he said.

I turned back to the box at took the lid off. Inside of it was a bracelet. It was handwoven with rope and had a single pearl on one of the pieces of rope that was knotted at both ends so that it wouldn't move or fall off. The pearl was a beautiful white color that had just a little bit of green tinted to it. It was simple and beautiful and perfectly me. I looked up at him.

"This is so beautiful." I said quietly, looking back down at it. "Could you help me put it on?"

"Yeah, sure." he said. Then he grabbed my left wrist gently and put the bracelet on.

"Thank you," I said, looking into his eyes.

For a while, we just gazed into each other's eyes until we realized that the sun was just starting to come up. That's my cue.

"I need to go or my mother will worry." I said, getting ready to go. Right when I was about to leave, though, Finn grabbed my wrist. "What?" I asked. Without answering, he just leaned in and kissed me. I smiled into his lips before making myself pull away. "Bye, Finnick." Then, I swam out to my house and slept as much as I could until my mother woke me up.

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