You Are The Only Exception
(Chapter 8)
Two months have passed since Peeta asked me to be his girlfriend. Tomorrow I am turning 18, and I'm not very thrilled. Prim insists we go out shopping with Aunt Effie, she says it's a 'All day thing' and we'll be shopping around District 12 from morning to night. I sigh and get out of bed. It's a Saturday so I don't have school, which means Peeta and I will be hanging out. Prim is going on her first date tonight as well, so Peeta has to be here when Prim's new boyfriend, Thomas, picks her up.
Thomas is a nice boy, just Prim's age. His whole family moved here in summer and they live a few minutes away. Thomas always walks Prim to school, so Uncle Haymitch doesn't pick her up anymore. Or me. Peeta drives me to school everyday, and we go to the woods after. We always finish our homework by the lake, unless we have stuff to do at home. Peeta took me on my first date a week after we became boyfriend and girlfriend. It wasn't a fancy restaurant, or anything. It was a cute little dinner in town called "Greasy Sae's", and man was that food amazing.
Peeta and I are really close. We're not only dating, but we're like best friends. We do everything together. We tell everything to eachother. We're so close I think it's weird. I'm not even this close to Gale, and he is my best friend. I've learned to trust him, and I can tell him anything. We kiss a lot, and I find that nice as well, since I've never dated or really kissed guys before. The only thing I haven't told Peeta was that my first kiss was with Gale. It's not that I don't want Peeta to know, it's just that subject hasn't came up so I never really told him. Not that he would mind anyways, he loves Gale, they're good friends actually. And for Christmas we visited my mother, Me, Prim, my father and Peeta went. It was really nice, and the fact that it snowed, was wonderful.
Now looking back on when I met Peeta, I don't know what my life would be like without him. I love him with all my heart and I just can't afford to think about what my life would be like without him.
I start my day off with a bowl of cereal and a piece of toast since my dad isn't home to make his Saturday pancakes. Prim walks in and slides into the seat across from me.
"Good morning Prim, you look nice." I start with a smirk, as she just rolls her eyes in return.
"Thomas is going to pick me up in an hour," She starts, already blushing, "and I want to look nice."
"A pink dress with white flats and a big flower in your hair is nice." I say with a smirk as the door bell rings. I jump up and fly to the door as Prim laughs.
Peeta apears behind the door with a huge grin.
"Why do you always run to the door? It's just me.." He says and I smile.
"It's you, my boyfriend..." I greet him with a kiss. When we pull away minutes later, he follows me in and closes the door behind him.
We walk in the living room and Prim raises eyebrows at us. I turn to Peeta and his hair is a bit messy and his cheeks are red. We exchanged the same glance before laughing with Prim. Me and Peeta go up to my room.
"So, she's going on her first date tonight then, right? With that Thomas kid?" He asks and I nod. "I need to have a talk with him since your dad won't be home." He says matter of factly with a look of strict concern in his eyes.
"You're going to be a great father one day, Peeta." I say and regret it right away.
I have avoided the topic of children since we started dating. I do not want kids, now or ever. I'll be a horrible mother and to be honest, I'm scared to ever be a mom. I'm afraid of doing something wrong, either to my kids, or say something wrong to my kids, or anything. I'm just afraid of having kids. Not the pain, because I have a high pain tolerance, but I'm just scared.
"I've always wanted kids someday, I love them." He states dreamily. I look down with a small frown, hoping Peeta will dismiss it but he catches it. He slides his finger under my chin, forcing me to look at him. I swallow once our eyes lock and he has a look of concern in his eyes.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asks gently and I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
"I just, don't like the topic of kids.." I say looking at him.
"Why not?" He asks, "You can tell me anything." He says with a small smile.
"I just don't think I'll ever want them. I'd be a horrible mother." I say and he shakes his head.
"No you won't Katniss, but if you don't want them that's fine." He says with a hint of sadness in his eyes and he smiles gently.
I nod and we listen to his favorite songs, country. I roll my eyes as he sings along and dances. Then a soft song comes on and he looks at me with a big grin.
"What?" I ask and he laughs.
"Dance with me? Please?" He asks and I shake my head.
"Oh no, I do not dance." I say sternly.
"Gale told me you did for a school play when you were nine. C'mon please!" He begs and I give up. With that frown and puppy dog eyes, I can't win. I roll my eyes and stand up. He smiles and holds my waist while I fold my hands around his neck.
"Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight.. Just a touch of the fire that's so bright.
I don't wanna mess this thing up. I don't wanna push too far."
The music plays as Peeta and I waltz around my room. I'm actually not that bad of a dancer, and Peeta is amazing.
"Where did you learn to dance like this?" I ask, still wrapped with him, dancing. He shrugs and chuckles.
"I used to watch my dad and mom dance, when she wasn't such a witch." He says.
"They used to dance?" I ask curious.
"Yeah. Every Friday night, after we had cookies before bed, I would sit behind the couch and watch them dance with no music on." He says. "It was that kind of intimacy that they had with eachother that blew me away." He says, smiling at the memory.
After dancing to a few more songs, and kissing, we come down stairs just in time for the door bell to ring. Peeta gets off the couch.
"Stay." He orders kindly to Prim and she sits back down, with a gulp.
Five minutes later Peeta and a very nervous Thomas walks in.
"Hey Prim," Thomas starts and you can tell by his shakey voice that something Peeta said got to his nerves.
"Hey Thomas. Are we ready to go?" Prim asks eagerly and Thomas nods in return. They say good bye and leave without another word or glance. Thomas doesn't miss the glare from me either.
Once they leave me and Peeta burst out laughing. "Man! You must have scared him what did you say?" I say between laughs. Peeta stands and places his hands on his hips. I cover my mouth trying to hide my giggles at his serious, stern look.
"Mr. Thomas, how nice of you to arrive. I'd like to talk to you, since Primroses father is not home at the moment." He starts with the most deep, stern voice I've ever heard Peeta speak with. "Primrose and you, Thomas are only thirteen, I want you to be very gentle, careful, and protective of her. She is like a sister to me, do you understand? Good. Now, if you ever hurt her, I will track you down, and hurt you. Bad. Got it?" He says sternly and I laugh he then nods and sits down after I kiss him. I start clapping and he smiles cheekily.
"Peeta, that boy is a brave one for not running out on you right then are there!" I joke and he laughs.
We spend the rest of the evening wrapped in eachothers arms on the couch watching movies and eating cookies.
The next morning I wake up to Prim knocking on my door. I grunt and fall out of bed, literally. "Katniss! Get dressed! Auntie Effie is here to take you and me shopping! Hurry!" She sqeauls and I moan. I stand up and undo my braid. I step in the shower and braid my hair back up. I stick a black flower pin that Peeta got me in the side, since it's kind of a good occasion. I dress in a tight, light blue, V-neck tshirt and skinny, black jeans and I lace up my black boots. I throw on a black sweater and run downstairs.
"You look lovely dear! Glad you're wearing color! Now come with me dear, we need to get going!" Effie chirps and Prim smiles. I kiss my dad goodbye as we drive off.
After hours and hours of trying on shirts and dressesd and things, we're finally done shopping. I laugh at Prim and Effie when they both disagree on a color of something. At the end of the day I have a whole summer and rest of the winter wardrobe. I roll my eyes at how much clothes we got. Effie even got a few things herself and I made Prim buy a few more jeans and dresses as well. We pull back into my drive way and the house looks completely empty. Effie says we'll come back for my clothes, that she'll have my father and Haymitch bring them in.
"SURPRISE!" The house screams once I enter. Peeta, his brothers, his father, Prim's friends, my father, Haymitch, my mother, Gale and Madge greet me with hugs and lots of birthday wishes. I laugh at everyone how they are all here. I smile to my mother and father who have seemed to be getting along. I give Peeta a short kiss.
"You planned this didn't you?" I ask him once he hugs me.
"You got it. Happy birthday, beautiful." He says giving me another kiss.
The rest of the night I spend dancing with Peeta, eating delicious cake, opening a bunch of presents and spending time with my wonderful family and friends. This was most certainly the best birthday ever, and I'm glad I get to spend it with Peeta. I fall asleep that night filled with great dreams of Peeta and I.
I had a lovely birthday, with my boyfriend, Peeta.
A/N: Hey there! Sorry it took so long to update, and here is an extra long chapter to make up for it. I had a major writers block, and I didn't know what to put in this story. I think I will only continue with a few more chapters. Please excuse my mistakes (if any) and thanks so much for your lovely reviews!
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