Yesterday was amazing I think to myself as I pour a cup of coffee. I hear Peeta's footsteps so I quickly pour another cup and get a plate of pancakes out and set them on the table. I walk to the other side of the table with my beverage and seat myself. He walks in and sees the breakfast I've set out for him and that smile I love so much shows up on his face.
"Good morning and thank you for the breakfast." He says to me from across the table. I move from where I was sitting and walk over to where he was sitting and wrap my arms around his neck from behind.
"Last night was amazing." He says between sips, "But now I have something planned for you." Peeta finishes off. He turns away to face me and his eyes sparkle. Before I know it his lips are pressed to mine and he's pulled me onto his lap. Suddenly there's a knock on the door and I hear mumbling. I pull away and Peeta looks at me with disappointed eyes.
"Haymitch." I say. There must be some disappointment in my voice because he gives me a peck on the lips and then whispers, "Don't worry, tomorrow will make up for this." The banging on the door continues and then I realize we've left Haymitch (probably drunk) waiting outside while we're inside making out and talking about Peeta's secrets plans for tomorrow. I practically jump out of his lap and run over to the door. I crack open the door to see Haymitch leaning on the wall for support and a flask in his hand.
"Hey there sweetheart." Haymitch mumbles as he stumbles into Peeta's house. I can smell his breath and tell he's been drinking all night.
"Hi there Haymitch and yes, you can come in." I say aggravated. He glances from me to Peeta and back to me.
"What were you two doing?" Haymitch asks. He manages to get over to the couch and falls over.
"Just eating breakfast and talking." Peeta says, "When you rudely barged into my house." He finishes off and gets up to stand next to me. We both stand there starring at Haymitch in all his drunken glory. Apparently he isn't getting the subtle hint so we try our best to pick him up and drag him to the door.
"What are you two doing?" Haymitch asks angrily as both of us are holding him by his arms.
"You need to go, now." Peeta says a little more stern than I've ever heard his voice. Now Haymitch gets what we're trying to do and he takes himself out of our arms.
"Fine." He yells at us, "I'll leave!" And with that he walks out the door and slams it behind him. Peeta picks me up in his arms and he walks over to the couch and then sets me down.
"So what do you have planned for tomorrow?" I ask as I run my fingers through his hair while my other hand rests on his chest. He leans in close and says "Wouldn't you like to know?" I go in for a kiss but then he pulls away playfully.
"Peeta!" I say to him, "You're such a tease!" I finish as he rolls over onto his back and pulls me on top of him. He leans up and kisses me but not like he normally does. I could feel he's putting a lot more passion into this so I return the passion. His hands start to wander up and down my back because he knows that's my weak spot. I start to pull of his shirt when he pulls away from me.
"Kat, not now." He says between breaths. I have pain and disappointment in my eyes and he must see that because the next thing I know he's promising me that tomorrow will be better than anything. I nod in agreement. We lie there in silence for a few minutes and then I look up at the clock and see that it's around eleven. I get up and he tries to keep me with him.
"Peeta I have to go and clean and do other things." I say hoping that he will let me go.
"Katniss that can wait." He responds to my statement quickly. I look at him with a puzzled look on my face. "Oh fine." He pushes me off of him and he gets up off the couch leaving me there confused as ever.
"Peeta?" I ask questioning his actions. He turns around and cracks a smile. He walks back over to me and grabs my hand. "Where are we going?" He doesn't answer me but we go outside and to our back porch. He lets go of my hand and sits down on the swing we have. He looks at the mountains and then back at me. I just stand there hoping for him to speak and then I turn to the mountains where I always go. I look back to see him motioning for me to go to him. I walk over and while I do I can see him start to smile his goofy smile that makes him look charming as always. He pulls me onto his lap and wraps his arms around my waist. I pull my legs up so my whole body is on his lap. I nestle my head in between his shoulder and head. I've always felt so calm and protected when I was in his arms.
"Beautiful isn't it?" He asks out of nowhere.
"The mountains?" I reply.
"Yeah." He says back. He can never sound aggravated or upset. He's always so calm and his voice is always so soft.
"They really are." I say and then add, "I remember when I used to go up there all the time with Gale…" I suddenly feel like I've been punched in the stomach. It shows on my face because Peeta looks at me with that look. I know that look… I always see it when he's worried about me. We sit there for a while and then I get up and walk inside. I look at the clock and it's around two. The time really does fly. I guess we spent more time out on the porch more than I thought. I sweep the floor, do the dishes, and then finish off with the clothes. I walk back outside to see if Peeta was still sitting there and he's not. I look around and my heart starts to beat a little faster every moment I think that something bad could've happened to him. Haymitch. Maybe he's over Haymitch's helping or somewhere in town. I figure he'll be back soon enough so I go back inside and start dinner. Chicken and rice with some doughnuts as desert. I glance over at the clock and see its around seven now. He's not back yet and I decide to put his dinner in the fridge and go take a shower. The shower feels good after a long and emotional day. I get out and dry my hair and throw on some clothes. I walk downstairs to see if he has come back yet. Nothing. I walk out to the back porch and he's not there either. My stomach starts to flip as I think of all the bad possibilities. I walk back upstairs and go to sleep with my mind filling of thoughts of Peeta and where he was. There was no one to hold me tonight. Finally I manage to fall asleep. Morning comes and the chirping of the birds wakes me with the warmth of the sun. I reach behind me and feel someone there. Peeta. I roll over to see him staring down at me almost like every other morning. He leans down and kisses me quickly but with spice.
"Ready for today?" He asks while a huge grin occupies his face. I can't be mad at this boy for leaving last night and not telling me where he was going. I decide to forget it all and then kiss him back.
"You bet." I reply.