I Love Hunger Games 3
By Lii
Gale and I walked into the Hob ever so secretly. We're pretty used to it. Greasy Sae buys a turkey and the wild dog, another man buys two turkeys, and a woman buys the forth turkey. Gale takes the wild hog home to his family and Katniss takes the turkey and two rabbits. The hog will easily last a week, if they can keep it cold enough. When I arrive home, my mother and Prim are sitting in the kitchen at the small round dinner table. They seem to be snacking on something other than crackers for once.
"What's that you got there?" I ask as I raise an eyebrow. I take my boots off and leave them by the door. I take my big leather hunting jacket off that was once my fathers and hang it on a hook on the back of the door. I walked over to the table wearing only my black leggings and my brown v-neck.
"Oh! Katniss you'll never guess what happened just now!" Prim exclaimed happily. She jumped up from her seat and ran over to me and hugged my middle. She looked up at me and I laughed.
"What happened?" I asked and Prim went back over to the table and picked up a cookie with a mocking jay on it and handed it to me.
"Well, Peeta Mellark, the bakers son came over today. He delivered some cookies and some fresh bread for the all of us!" Prim screamed and twirled in a circle. "Isn't that great? They taste amazing! Taste it Katniss!"
I took a bite into the mocking bird's wing. It indeed was amazing, as Prim had described. "It's delicious. But, I wonder, why did Peeta do such a thing?" I asked confused. This question was meant for my mother to answer, so Prim stayed quiet.
"I think the boy has quite a thing for you," She said. "He dropped them off, and said to me, 'Tell Katniss I said hi.'"
I blushed a bit, but tried to hide it. "Hmm... Peeta Mellark..." I said out loud, trying to remember something important about him that would help. That one time, many years ago, when I was out at night, desperately trying to find something, anything, to take back to my family when I came across the bakers. I looked in the windows at the beautiful cakes.
I looked up at the boy who was on the other side of the glass. We stared at each other for about ten seconds, until I really realized what I was doing, and walked away. I was half way down the block, when I heard the bells on the bakery door ringing, meaning someone was either going in, or going out. In this case, there was someone coming out.
I heard yelling and then a slapping of feet on the wet ground. I turned around to see the boy with a large, red slap mark on his small cheek. He looked up at me, and then away, as if embarrassed, and tossed the bread at me. I caught it, of course, but wasn't sure why he had gave it to me.
To this day, I'm still unsure why he handed me those two loaves of bread.
"I don't really know him, other than he's in my class and he sits behind me," I said. "I had no idea he even knew me."
Prim smiled up at me and then turned to dance around the room.
"So the bakers kid gave you cookies," Gale asked and I nodded. "That doesn't mean much," he said and started walking a faster pace than me. I ran to catch up to him and latched onto his arm.
"Gale?" I asked and looked up to his face. He purposely turned his face the other way. "Gale what's wrong?" I asked once again, hoping for an answer.
"Nothing, nothing at all. What would give you that idea?" He asked and at the fork in the road, he went left, and I had to go right. Usually we at least say 'bye' to each other, but Gale grumpily just walked off.
"He's mad about something..." I said and continued to go to the right. I turned to look over at Gale's back. I waved still. Although it hurt, I still couldn't deny I love him. Even when he's acting like a stubborn mule.
In class, nothing really happened. Like usual. I sighed. A note was thrown onto my desk. Before I opened it, I looked around for any possible suspects. In the front of the classroom sat Madge, the mayor's daughter, and my only friend in my class. She sent me pleading eyes, as if saying 'open it! hurry it's important!'
I did as her eyes said and opened it.
Katniss, I don't know if you had noticed,
but Peeta there behind you is playing with your hair.
It's a little strange.
He has been starring at you for the longest time.
PS Here's this : Peeta likes you for sure.
I gasped a little and looked up at Madge, where she told me once again with her eyes to turn around. I did so, and sure enough, my braid was being played with by non other than Peeta. I gave him a look and he stopped immediately. He brushed my hair off his desk with the back of his hand.
I turned back around and wrote a note back.
Madge, seriously. Peeta is the oddest boy.
I'm sure he doesn't like me.
He's cute-that's for certain, but I don't like him. I don't know him enough!
You know who I like. I tell you all the time.
I tapped the boy next to me to hand it to Madge, two seats ahead of him. The teacher was sitting in his chair with his feet on the desk, not paying attention to anything but the book in his hands. The boy rolled his eyes and passed it to the girl in front of him, who passed it up to Madge. She read it and nodded back at me.
Madge quickly scribbled her note to me and handed it to the girl behind her, and she handed it to the boy next to me. He growled and snatched it from her and opened the folded paper and real the interior.
"You think Peeta's cute? I don't really mind. I thought that Gale and you got in a fight, if so, what was the big deal?" The boy read aloud. The whole class' attention was on the him and I. Madge blushed and turned around back to face forward, thinking no one would think she wrote it.
"Katniss likes Peeta?" a cherry blond girl asked.
"No, everyone knows that Katniss and Gale are going out," a boy in front of her said.
"Gale and you got in a fight?" The girl next to me asked.
"Peeta likes Katniss, though," a girl whispered to the guy next to her.
"Yeah!" one boy in the front yelled. "Peeta's been following this girl around like a lovesick puppy!" everyone laughed at that.
"Katniss... you... think I-I'm cute?" Peeta asked from behind me, ignoring everything anyone was saying. I turned around to look him in the eyes and noticed his evident blush and a small smile forming on his lips
"I-I," I said loudly, not having an explanation. Instead, I turned to the boy who caused all this commotion, and smacked him across his face. He yelled and held his hand to his cheek. I ran to the door of the room and slammed the door closed. I excited the building and ran home.
"Stupid boy. Stupid Peeta. Stupid note. Stupid-" I ran into someone. I looked up at the owner's face. Hazelle.
"Aa, katniss, hon, what are you doing? It's the middle of the day-"
"Where's Gale?" I demanded rudely at my practically second mother.
"H-he's in the mines, it is the day time. If you want to talk to him, you'll have to wait till three,-"
I ran off without any other consent from Hazelle. I love her to death, but Gale is a little more important right now. By looking up at the sky, I could tell it was about noon. I ran to the woods. There I would feel at peace once again.
Once under the fence and officially out of District 12, I grabbed my bow and ran through the woods to Gale and my area. I shot a rabbit and made a fire to roast it. I waited a while before climbing into a tree and taking a nap.
I woke up shortly later to a scraping sound I slid one eyelid open and looked below me. Nothing. I looked up and over to the left, but in the end seeing nothing. The annoying noise continued. Then I realized that the sound was very close and I looked to my right to see Gale sharpening a wooden stick. I stifled a scream and jumped. I almost fell off my branch if it weren't for Gale. He, with out even thinking, dropped the stick and leaned over to pull me back.
"You..." I said in a quick breath. "Do not scare me like that, again," I puffed.
Gale gave a low but sweet chuckle in return. "I heard from my mother that you cut school to search for me. I never knew my nerdy little Catnip loved me enough to cut through her favourite class with her beloved Peeta Mellark," Gale teased.
My face grew red. "How did you hear of such?" I asked confused. I've never spoken about Peeta before to Gale.
"I merely took a stroll through the square. All the little girls in your class were gushing about Peeta almost cried his eyes out and pulled you in a a big wet kiss because of his afflicted happiness," Gale said, laughing now and pretending to wipe a tear from his left eye.
I slapped his arm. "I-I didn't say anything, just that..." I drifted off, knowing I shouldn't have started. "How was the mine today?" I tried to change the subject. Fail.
"Nope, continue on Catnip," He said, chuckling once again at his little pet name.
"I only said he was a bit cute and then this stupid molecule read aloud to everyone what-"
"Cute?" Gale asked in a harsh voice that made me cringe.
"Well-"
"I can't believe this," Gale said flabbergasted. "My little Catnip thinks that the Mellark child is 'cute'," Gale said almost... angrily.
My cheeks flared up in a scarlet red blush. I didn't have time to speak before Gale jumped off the brach to the ground. "Gale!" I called down. I jumped down after him and almost twisted my ankle. Of course Gale couldn't care less.
"Look, I thought that I made my feelings pretty straightforward yesterday, but little you goes off telling everyone you think the baker's kid is cute," Gale said with disgust. He's hurt. I should have realized earlier. He started walking away from me. I continued to follow him through the bushes and trees as he made his way out of the woods.
"Cut it out Gale! First off, you're the one who pressured me into telling you, also, I don't see why you need to make fun of Peeta, he's just a friend of mine! He is no more important to me that Madge is. You know you're special to me. I tell you this all the time, but no- you have to go on and on bitching about how I think Peeta is cute and getting all jealous over nothing, this really is ridiculous, now I don't see why-"
I was silenced by Gale's lips smashing upon mine. He kissed me with passion that made every muscle in my body tense up-a feeling I had felt before. It felt as if the temperature in the air had increased. Maybe it was just the hot skin of Gale. I couldn't tell for sure.
Gale pulled himself away from me. "I'm turned on," he said and continued to have a steamy make out with me. I placed my hands on Gale's face and one hand held on to his face while the other made it's way down his tight black tank top. My fingers traced his tight muscles on his chest. While I was busy with this, Gale's left arm was wrapped around my waist while the other one was on my sliding slowly down my back. He slid his hand under my black leggings and briefs (I never liked those ugly little girl underwear). He got a handful of my butt and squeezed it in his hands.
The meat that I always devoured always for some reason went straight to my butt or possibly my chest. Mostly butt. Gale had for some reason always seemed to notice with comments like, 'Catnip, the only place you're growing is your rear end,' or 'That butt almost makes up for everywhere else,' he always seemed to say. Now it for sure wasn't enormous, but noticeable-absolutely.
Back to reality, Gale's soft, slightly chap lips were on mine. Once again. Not that I didn't enjoy it. I in fact enjoyed it a lot.
I couldn't help but moan into the kiss as Gale lightly bit my lip. His large hand also gave a tight grope on my arse. I felt Gale's lips pull into a grin, or at least a smirk.
"Baby..." Gale moaned into the kiss. I blushed, realizing that Gale meant me. I pushed hard into the kiss, knowing that Gale would for sure be weak from this, succeeding to pushing him over. I fell onto his hard chest and looked into his lust-hazed eyes. His dark cheeks had a hint of a blush, far less than on my cheeks at the moment, and his lips were open, and I felt the hot air escaping them. "I love you," He said with them.
I took the turn to smirk as I tucked a clump of hair that was too short to fit into my braid. I closed my eyes and leaned in to give him a small, chaste kiss. Gale tried to pull me down into another kiss, but I resisted.
His face held a pleading one. He could barely speak, and what he choked out wasn't much. "Katniss..." He said.
My cheeks reddened ten fold. 'Katniss...' He said it. My actual name, I can't believe it. I thought he was stuck to his annoying name that he limited himself to.
"I love you!" I squeaked and pressed my face into his for another eternity lasting kiss. It flashed in my mind over and over what I had just admitted out loud.
Gale's hands were at this point both under my pants. He groped and squished as much as he liked. I didn't mind in the least bit. I escaped his addictive kiss and looked into his eyes. A line of saliva connected our lips.
Gale, like usual, knew what I wanted. Of course he wanted it as well. But we both knew this wasn't the right time nor place. Instead, being the responsible man he is, collected himself up, where I noticed his immense hard on in his pants. I didn't call attention to it, so I tried to ignore it. He smiled at me and I smiled back. He grabbed me under my armpits and lifted me up to his midsection. I wrapped my legs around his waist and snaked my arms around his neck. I rested my chin on his shoulder and took a nap there. As he started walking, I realized we were in the meadow. This could mean trouble. Not that I minded, I had just had the most wonderful afternoon with Gale in my life-nothing could screw this up.
I ended up falling asleep on his shoulder. He had walked me back to his house and rested me in his bed with him beside me.
This is the one I want my future to be with. Gale Hawthorne.
END. fer nao bitcheese.
lawl I luv gale. and katniss. I think im bi o.O loljk
to tell the truth, i thought when katniss was all talking about him being her hunting companion in the beginning, i thought for sure that it was going to be some buff ass older chick, XD fersrs. but this is fukin 1000000xbetter. c:
I'm waiting for my copy of Mockingjay to come from the mail. Das rite. I orderd ONLINE. :D its been like 2 days n im fukin restless no joke hoz. C:
Apollo.
Sorry but you don't have an account to give privet response to. All I can say is, I can't agree more. Thanks. I love you. TEAM GALE!
