~Katniss's POV~
My hand connects with the wooden table causing a loud smack to ring throughout the train cart.
"No," I snap at Effie, who flinched when my hand connected with the table. I narrow my eyes at her.
"Katniss, you two need to show all of your love when on camera if you want to satisfy your father." Effie's voice is softer when she speaks, almost normal.
"But no one deserves to see it. They can keep their nosy asses out of my relationship." Peeta's arms wrap around my waist from behind. His breath tickles my ear.
"Kat, we don't have a choice." His voice is hushed, and only audible to me. I close my eyes letting out a long sigh. I rub my temples in small circular motions, trying to ease my headache.
"Awe, see. Right there. You two are so adorable." I open my eyes to find Effie returned to her usual state. I shake my head as I pull away from Peeta, leaving the train cart all together. I find myself in my room. I plop down on the bed a heavy sigh escaping my lips. I'd say I hate my father, but to hate someone involved caring in some way and honestly I couldn't even find it in me to care.
"Kat?" The door opens and Peeta walks in. I push myself into a sitting position sliding over to make room for him on the bed. His arm encircles my waist pulling me into his side as he sits. I pull him back so we're lying on the bed instead. I bury my face against his chest, his strong arms wrapped firmly around me.
"Peeta, I love you." I close my eyes wriggling my way closer to him. His lips touch the top of my head gently.
"I love you too, Kat." I feel my lips turn up into a smile involuntarily, like they always seemed to when it came to him.
~Peeta's POV~
I run my fingers through the ends of Katniss's hair, resting my chin on the top of her head. I was aware as to how much she hated the Capitol - or anyone for that matter knowing details about our relationship, but I knew what I wanted to do. I wish I could tell her, but then it wouldn't be a surprise, but I also worried as to whether or not she'd just think it was for the camera's or real.
"Katniss, know anything and everything I say - or ask you I mean. None of it is for the camera's, alright?" Hopefully she would remember this during our interview, and know that what I intend to ask is real. I'd rather not do it on camera, in front of all of Panem but if she said yes, then maybe just maybe her father would get off our backs.
"Same goes for me." Her breath tickles my neck, her words making me smile.
"Just keep that in mind. Please?" She pulls back slightly, looking up at me with mesmerizing grey eyes.
"I will. Why are telling me this, though?"
"Just in case I say anything that may seem like it's for the camera, I won't you to know it's not." She nods and leans up her lips meeting mine. I run my hand up her side deepening the kiss. I would never get enough of this girl, that was for sure.
~Katniss's POV~
"Peeta! Katniss!" I groan pulling away from Peeta as Effie yells our names.
"It's probably time to eat." I roll my eyes as I slide off the bed. I'd much rather stay here with Peeta, but it seemed that wasn't an option. Peeta stands up, our hands finding each other as we walk towards the dinner cart. Haymitch and Effie are both sitting down already and eating.
I sit down across from Haymitch, Peeta sitting on my left. Dinner is quiet and short. Peeta and Effie try to make conversation every now and then, but the conversations quickly die out. It was easy to tell that no one wanted to be here, well maybe Effie did but I couldn't be sure. The train stops, causing all four of us to be confused. Effie though, takes it to another level.
"God, no one cares." I stomp out of the train, leaving my food half untouched. I step outside, a warm wind hitting my face. I walk until the train is out of sight, and find a large rock to sit out. I lean against a tree closing my eyes. After a few minutes I hear someone sit down next to me. I reopen my eyes and to my relief see it's Peeta. "Sorry about that."
"It wasn't me you yelled at. You'd probably better apologize to Effie though." His hand takes mine, our fingers lacing together. I lay my head on his shoulder.
"Yeah, probably." I give my shoulders a slight shrug as he kisses the top of my head. "Well I guess I'd better go say sorry." I stand up, keeping our fingers intertwined. We walk back to the train, talking about nothing really. I look towards Effie as soon as we step onto the train.
"I'm sorry, Effie. I'm just a little frustrated with this Victory Tour." Her face brightens automatically, and she goes into a five minute lecture about keeping on time, and manners. I tune her out until she's done and walk towards my room to be with Peeta, and only Peeta. The only person I wanted to be with.
A/N: Sorry, it's not the best or longest chapter, but I hope you guys enjoyed it anyways.