Author's Note: I know, I took such a long time to update that some of you might have forgotten about this. (Oh my god. So long.) I've been caught up with work and been cockblocked by the biggest, worst writer's block, ever in the history of my writing. I haven't even blogged, that's how wrong this writer's block was.

Anyhoo, I knew I still needed to crap a chapter out so here it is. (No confidence at all, I know. I'm sorry.)

"Can you take her, please? Just for a little while?"

I peeked in the doorway and watched my sister plead with her best friend. I wanted to go with her but she wouldn't let me so here she is, begging Gale to watch me for a while. I frowned as I watched her. She didn't need to leave me with anyone. I was fifteen. I could have stayed at home and waited for her. But typical overprotective Katniss didn't want to leave me alone.

"Hey blondie, what are you doing peeking in our house?"

I turned around, my face heating up in fury. I knew that voice. I glared at Rory as he smirked at me. Damn, he was annoying. "Excuse me, I wasn't peeking," I said snidely, lying through my teeth. Of course I was peeking. "I was looking for Katniss."

Rory continued to smirk at me. "Sure you weren't looking for someone else?"

"Who else would I be looking for?" I asked, puzzled.

"Hmm, how about me?" Rory asked, smiling widely.

My jaw dropped in shock. Who the hell did he think he was? I mean, sure, he was good looking. But not as good looking as his brother. And no matter how many times Katniss teased me about it, I did not have a crush on this annoying jerk. I would never look for him. Not in a million years.

"Prim? What are you doing over here?"

I breathed deeply, trying to control my anger. "Hi Hazelle. I'm looking for Rory. Is he here?"

Hazelle nodded. "Yeah, come in honey. I'll call him," she said, stepping aside to let me in. "What did that boy do now?"

I looked up at her, surprised. I didn't think I was showing any hostility to her son. To be honest, I was a bit embarrassed. "What do you mean?" I asked, feigning ignorance. "I—I just wanted to talk to him. He is my best friend, you know."

"Oh honey, you can't fool me. I can feel it when one of my boys has done something stupid. Oh, you have no idea how many times Gale tried to pull that face you're pulling now. It never worked," she said, laughing. "Rory, get down here! Someone's here to see you." Hazelle winked at me then left the room. I liked her.

I looked up when I heard thundering footsteps coming towards me. He stopped when he realized I was there. "Prim? What are you doing here?" he asked softly. "You know I said I'm sorry."

I stood up and crossed my arms over my chest. "I know you did. I just want to know why you did it. They told me Vick dared you to do it but I don't believe that's why you did it," I said coldly. "You're much stronger than that Ror. What the hell happened?"

He turned red and wouldn't meet my eyes. "Don't get mad—I mean, even more mad than you are now Prim, okay?"

I nodded.

He took a deep breath. "I wanted to do it," he whispered. "I like you."

"W-what?"

He looked at me and smiled. "I like you, Primmy. Always have. Why do you think I tried to annoy you so much when we were kids? Then work like hell to be your friend?" His smile faltered when I didn't answer. "Look, I know you don't need this right now, especially while your sister is away, but you had to know. I'm sorry to spring it on you like this."

"Have you eaten?"

"W-what?" he asked, staring at me like I was crazy.

"Have you eaten?" I asked again, smiling slightly. "Peeta's bringing me food at home in a few minutes. Would you like to have dinner with me?"

"Do we really have to do this?"

I rolled my eyes. "Of course we do, Ror. Don't be a wimp." I laughed when he glared at me. "What? Come on, Ror. I'm a doctor, you're running The Seam. Several branches, in fact. We've been living together for the past five years. Do you really think my sister did not see this coming?"

My best friend—and the love of my life—huffed and I giggled. "Katniss is a little dense when it comes to romance but she's not stupid," I said, grabbing his hand and dragging him to the door. "And she has learned some stuff since she—"

"I know, I know," Rory replied. "I just can't help picturing her shooting me for doing this."

I knocked on the door then faced him. I stared into his eyes. He looked back at me and smiled, probably expecting me to say something sweet. "Rory, she is not gonna shoot you because she doesn't even have a gun." I said, grinning.

That did it. He started laughing. "I love you, Prim."

Author's Note: I know, not up to par with the others. But I did not realize that it was hard to write for Prim and Rory. I promise, the next chapters will be better. And I will try to keep the gap between updates shorter.