You Found Me Chapter 8, a hunger games fanfic

Touring is fun. It's really fun. We can do whatever we want. Peeta kills every show and people are practically sobbing.

We're in New York City now. It's my twenty first birthday, December fifteenth. It's snowing and he's playing in times square.

And he nearly gives me a heart attack.

"And now, it's someone who is my entire world turns twenty one." My eyes fly up to the screen. "Now, let's all give a warm welcome to my girlfriend, Katniss Everdeen!"

"What the fuck is he doing?" I demand to Rye, who grabs my wrist, which is like normal with my tattoo now, and pulls me to my feet with a goofy grin on his face.

I am not in clothing to go one stage! I'm inside and don't have a coat on, just black skinny jeans with a tan belt, fake pearl earrings, a jean shirt that is long sleeve and tucked into my jeans and gray vans and a white scarf. The crowd is screaming like crazy and I immediately start protesting and arguing with Rye because I really don't want to do this. He argues back, both of us quiet. This is on LIVE TV and the entire fucking country is watching this.

"No I really don't want to Rye! You can't make me!" I snarl.

"Yes I can. I'll carry you out there if I have to!" he snaps at me. Everyone is cheering my name, Peeta included.

"I don't want to! I don't want to Rye!"

"Rye, step aside," Johanna says with the fucking whip she bought from dollar tree that's a kids toy. Rye releases me and the starts to push me towards the stage. Peeta can probably see my now.

"I don't want to!" I complain.

"Do it anyways!" Jo and Rye block my only way back inside.

Kat-niss! Kat-niss! Kat-niss!

"Did you two know about this?" I demand to Johanna and Rye.

"Of course we knew! The whole crew knew! Suck it up Kat!" Rye snaps. "You're going to be doing shows like this one day, you know!"

"I think I have stage freight! There are over a thousand people out there!"

"I know there is. There are probably 25,000, to be exact." Rye says.

"How is that assuring?" I panic.

"It's not." Johanna snickers and she and Rye burst out laughing.

Kat-niss! Kat-niss! Kat-niss! Kat-niss!

"I really don't want to do this!" I moan. I know Peeta can see me. He sets his microphone down on the piano and walks over to me, so people can't see him. There are some people muttering in confusion and some still chanting my name.

"Come on baby, it's not that bad." Peeta says.

"There's so many people out there! I can't do this!"

"Yes you can." He assures me. "Please? For me?" he gives me that fucking look that I can't say no to.

"Fine…" I say. "If I throw up on live TV, it's your fault." I say.

"You won't throw up." He says with a grin. His band is waiting. They're with us on tour. Finnick Odair, his other brother, Graham, his friend he met when he moved to California, named Marvel, and then his other friend named Aiden. "Wait till I call you again. I'll cover you." he says.

"Okay…" I mumble. He kisses me and then walks back onto the stage and grabs his microphone.

"Sorry…she was in the tour bus. She's here now, but she has no clue what's going on." He laughs and I smile, because he's such a good liar. "So…I'll say it again. Today, someone who is my entire world turns twenty one." He begins. "So please give a warm welcome, to my girlfriend, Katniss Everdeen!" People start cheering. I force myself to walk onto the stage, and I almost drop dead. Peeta reaches for my hand. People scream harder. He kisses my cheek and they scream even harder. I stare out into the crowd. Peeta keeps trying to say something, but it's so loud that even I can't hear him.

After ten minutes, people start to calm down.
"Okay," Peeta begins. "Let's sing happy birthday!"
Everyone in the crowd breaks into the loudest happy birthday song I've ever heard, and Peeta joins, saying "baby" instead of "Katniss"
I say thank you into Peeta's microphone and people start screaming. I'm going to thank Peeta more later.
"Okay...let's take a blast to the past."
Peeta says with a grin.
"Okay..." I smile.
"Do you remember that day we met? What happened?" He asks before holding the microphone out to me.
"Of course I remember. I was at that bakery down the street from my house when we were fifteen. It was your parents bakery and I didn't know. You guys lived upstairs. You were bringing me and Johanna our food and tripped. You spilt the food and drinks all over me. Johanna was laughing so hard she was crying and ended up having an asthma attack. You were apologizing like an idiot and we're wiping my shirt off like this-" I drag my hand down my chest and to the end of my shirt. People in the audience start laughing. "-then I called you a creep and shouted at you not to touch me. People were getting angry and eventually everyone left. Your parents came out and were really mad at you and gave me and Johanna our food for free. I refused to talk to you at school or anything. I never went back to your parents bakery. Then I was paired with you for a project and we bonded."
"Right..." He tucks a strand of hair behind me ear, and I see he forgot we are on live TV. "And remember I kept losing my train of thought because I kept getting lost in your eyes?" He asks. My cheeks heat up.
"Yes." I reply.
"And we had kissed? Remember that? When we were doing that project?"
"Yes."
"Well...I wrote a song about it...I wrote it when we were kids, around the time we met. I made it better and now I'm going to sing it to you."
"Now?" I ask.
"Right now." He replies. "Any protests?" He turns to the crowd and everyone practically screams 'no!'. I smile and he grins, "good,"
He takes my hand and pulls me to the guitar.
THIS IS LOVE BUG BY THE JONAS BROTHERS BUT I EDITED IT A BIT WHERE IS SAYS "called" ITS SUPPOSED TO BE "called"
He's playing acoustic/electric guitar. I can tell Finnick is going to be backup. He starts to strum, and I can't stop smiling.

Called you for the first time yesterday
Finally found the missing part of me
Felt so close but you were far away
Left me without anything to say

Now I'm speechless
Over the edge, I'm just breathless
I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again
Hopeless, head over heels in the moment
I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again

I can't get your smile out of my mind
(I can't get you out of my mind)
I think about your eyes all the time
You're beautiful but you don't even try
(You don't even, don't even try)
Modesty is just so hard to find

I kissed her for the first time yesterday
Everything I wished that it would be
Suddenly I forgot how to speak
Hopeless, breathless
Baby can't you see?

Now I'm...

Peeta does an amazing guitar solo, and Finnick sings part of this.

Yeah oh

He does more of the solo and the rest of the song is fast.

Now I'm speechless
Over the edge, I'm just breathless
I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again
Now I'm hopeless, head over heels in the moment
I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again
Ohhh
Love Bug again

Peeta did have a girlfriend before me, and he thought he loved her, but he says now he didn't. They didn't kiss. They didn't hug and they didn't hold hands.
People are screaming and crying. I can't think of any words to say. I could seriously cry right now. I love him so much.
"I love you." The microphone just barely catches it, but everyone starts shrieking. I kiss him, but it's hardly anything. Just a little peck. There's going to be much more later. This is our last short until January sixth. We're going to go to Jersey and stay with my Dad and Prim.
Turn out, Mom was addicted to drugs, so she's in rehab.
"I love you too." He says. The microphone catches that though, and everyone starts screaming. He's sweating and his hair is damp.
I walk off the stage, but everyone starts screaming tier heads off.
"Do a duet!" They're chanting! "Please!"
A duet? Peeta and I?
Are we allowed to? I'm not in sight anymore, but Peeta can see me. He arches his eyebrows a tiny bit and I shrug my shoulders.
What song? I mouth at him.
I think of every possible song we could do a duet on.
And it clicks. I put up a finger in Peeta's direction and walk all the way backstage to Rye.
"Are we allowed to do a duet?" I demand.
"Yeah," he says.
"Can we do Lady Antebellum ?" I demand.
"Go ahead," he says. Someone hands me a microphone.
"Flip the switch and it's on." The man tells me.
"Alright..." I walk back out to the stage and everyone starts screaming. Peeta looks around, clearly not knowing what's going on or what we're singing.
"What are we singing?" He asks. I flip the switch.
"A song," I reply.
He laughs, "what song?" He asks.
"You all know it. But you do need the violin."
He grabs the violin. "Are you positive me know it?" He asks.
"I promise you know it. And Finn knows it, and Graham, Marvel and Aiden. Trust me, you know it."
"Alright..." He hesitates. "By heart?" He asks.
"Yes. We all listen to it on repeat." I answer. I go to the piano. It's supposed to start with violin first.
I start the piano though. The second I press the second key, I see the guys grin as Peeta starts to play along and then the rest of the band.
I start singing and people start screaming.

Me:
Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor.
Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore.

Both:
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time.

Both:
It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call but I've lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without.
I just need you now.

Peeta:
Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door.
Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before.

Both:
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?
For me it happens all the time.

Both:
It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call but I've lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without.
I just need you now.

Finnick does a beat guitar dolor as Peeta sings: Oh, whoa

Both:
Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.

Me:
It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.

Peeta:
And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now.

Both:
And I don't know how I can do without.
I just need you now
I just need you now.

Me:
Oh, baby, I need you now.

People are screaming again. I get up and walk off stage. I shut my microphone off and hand it back to the guy that gave it to me. Then I sit down next to Johanna again and pick up my phone. I have texts from Haymitch.
Haymitch: I'm proud of you sweetheart that was incredible.
Me: thanks Uncle
I get a text from Cinna then.
Cinna: look at you! You don't even need a stylist!
Me: I looked okay?
Cinna: you looked fine.
Me: fine?
Cinna: stunning
Me: lol thank you
Peeta is back to his concert and I know he's exhausted and just wants a good shower. It's getting late and I'm exhausted so I can't even imagine how Peeta feels. Finally though, Peeta ends the show and walks backstage.
He practically drags himself to the tour bus. The rest of the band walks backstage and they aren't nearly as tired as Peeta.
"Gimme a ride, Finn?" I ask.
"Sure Kitty!" He grins and sweeps me onto his back. I lock my arms around his next and he takes off at full speed to the bus. Everyone sprints after us, all of us shouting nonsense. Peeta's passed out on the floor and Finnick trips over him, sending both of us to the floor. Peeta wakes up and groans.
"What?" He asks.
"Nothing. Go shower," I stand up and pull him to his feet.
"Noooooo!" He protests.
"Yesssss!" I say back. We start to bicker so fast that everyone is staring at us. "Your all sweaty too!" I open the bathroom door and shove him inside. He starts I pull it but I grab the knob and lean backwards on my heels. He isn't going to get it open. The bus starts to drive though and I lose my balance and fall to the side, landing on my boobs completely, causing me to cry out in pain. He's standing before me now. "Oh my god." I moan.
"What?" He pulls me to my feet.
"Go take a shower!" I shove him into the bathroom and slam the door. The beds are shelves and Peeta and I took the highest one. We got a new bus because there's too many people but there's an extra bed for me but I prefer being with him. I climb up to almost the roof of the bus and slide into our shelf and scoot all the way against the wall and cover myself in blankets. After a few minutes, I hear the shower start I sigh, glad.
After a while, I drift off.

...2...

"Brainless!" Johanna shouts. I force my eyes open and peer over the edge of the bed shelf.
"What?" I mumble.
"Your forced your boyfriend into the bathroom without a towel or clothes." She says.
"So?" I ask. "Go away Johanna I want to sleep."
"But he can't come out of the bathroom because he's naked." She replies.
"So stick your arm in the bathroom-"
"He won't let us. He's insisting that the mirror will catch him and we're going to see him naked. Not that I'm complaining, but-"
"Fine." I climb down and get him a towel and some boxers, a t-shirt and jeans. I stick my arm in the bathroom door and hand him the clothes. "Dammit Peeta, I can't even see the mirror." He's silent for a long moment, and then his hand closes around my wrist and he pulls me into the bathroom with him. He's got on his boxers. He's still soaking wet as he pulls me against his chest in a tight hug.

"When we get home," he begins, whispering. "I'm going to give you birthday sex." Then he opens the door and pushes me out.

"Bitch!" I bang my fist on the door and I hear him start laughing. I sit down on the table and he walks out of the bathroom.

"Let's go fuck around in target." Johanna says.

"Let's hit the one I worked at!" I exclaim. I walk over to the driver and tell him where to go. We all start getting ready. Well they start getting ready; I just switch to boots and put my phone in my pocket. "Let's bring a pen, too. So we can write on shit."

"And some sticky notes." Johanna sends a knowing smirk in my direction and we burst out laughing, refusing to tell anyone why. When the bus stops, we get out and walk into target.

"Where to first?" Peeta asks.

"Let's go singing down the aisles! That'll give people a heart attack!" Johanna exclaims.

"Stupid songs though! Let's sing Christmas songs!" Rye says.

"Hell yeah! No, lets sing that stupid Friday song by Rebecca Black!" I exclaim.

We start to parade down aisle.

Seven a.m., waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein' everything, the time is goin'
Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)

Kickin' in the front seat

People gape at us. We walk down the magazine aisle and Peeta picks one up that my face is on the cover of.

"I dare you to sign all of them your in." Johanna says.

"You know you could get in trouble for this?" Aiden asks.

"I've got money, Aiden. Money practically solves everything." I reply.

"Well let's get this Target some more costumers!" Rye exclaims. He starts to video me and Peeta signing every magazine, singing shitty songs.

"We're in targgggget!" I sing. Peeta's laughing. "Singing made up songs and signing magazineeeeees!"

"Can you sign my arm?" Some girl asks behind me. "Both of you?"

"Sure!" I say with a grin. The girl holds out her arm and I sign it in sharpie. Peeta signs her other arm and the girl looks so happy. She starts crying.

"I just really love you guys!" then she runs away, screaming for her mother.

"I love you toooooo!" I shout after her. I hear her shrieking.

"Excuse me, your destroying merchandise." A worker says behind Peeta and I. We turn around, and he looks at all the signed magazines, and then slowly, our faces. "Holy shit, Justin! Katniss Everdeen is standing right in front of me!" he strides away. "She's even sexier in person, bro!"

"Your pretty cute too!" I call after him. Peeta raises his eyebrows at me. "What?" I kiss him. "You're cute too."

"Is Katniss Everdeen actually here?" a guy asks.

"Yeah bro, She's signing all the magazines with her boyfriend!"

"No shit bro. You're kidding."

"No man, I'm not." The guy comes back with another guy.

"Oh fuck! Hey, sign my abs?" the guy pulls off his shirt. Peeta's got much more defined abs than this guy. I shrug.

"Alright," I sign the guys stomach and then the other guys.

"Hey dude, lets go get this shit tatted!"

"Alright man!" the two run off. Peeta looks upset.

"Oh come on! Itdoesn't mean anything! Do you want me to sign your abs too?" I tease.

"Okay." He pulls his shirt off.

"Wait, you really do?" I ask.

"Yeah, do it." He says.

"Can I draw on you?" I ask. Rye's still got the camera going.

"Do whatever you want." He says with a grin.

"Alright." I kneel in front of him and write I love you!

And then I draw a smiley face with dimples sticking out its tongue and then I sign right there his boxers are peeking out of his jeans.

"Hey Jo, do you have that lipstick that stains still?" I ask. She starts laughing as she hands me lipstick that stains. I coat my lips in it and then place kisses all over his stomach. "There!" I draw a heart on his forehead. "Don't put your shirt back on though." I put more lipstick on and then kiss him. It takes him a moment to process what I did.

"Your gonna pay for that." He says.

"No I'm not." I kiss his cheek.

"Wanna bet?" he grins. I bolt around him and he chases me, and then everyone else with us chases us. He grabs my waist and throws me over his shoulder.

"Hey! Put me down!" I exclaim.

"No!"

"Alright." I kiss his back and draw scribbles all over him.

"Katniss!" he sets me down in front of him.

"What? I think everyone heard you say I can do whatever I wanted." I say innocently.

"Fine. But now you have to let me do whatever I want to you." he says.

"Alright." I pull my shirt off.

"Not here!" he says.

"Why not?" I demand.

"Katniss!" he laughs and tugs my shirt back on me.

Rye posts the video on twitter after editing out the part of me taking my shirt off. We start singing random songs again and Rye takes pictures of us.
"Peet, when you guys dated for the first time and you said Kat was loaded with tits, you really weren't kidding." Graham grins. I narrow my eyes at Peeta and he just smirks.

"Well…you are loaded. I should know. I am the only one that's seen those, correct?" he asks.

"Aside from Johanna, Prim and a guy named Brad, yes, you are the only person." I walk away.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, who the fuck is Brad? You said I was-" he stops me.

"And I was serious. I'm kidding. Just Jo and Prim, I swear." I say. He's got me pinned.

"Are you being truthful?" he asks.

"Yes. Peeta, I wouldn't lie to you. I promise." I whisper.

"Are you going to help me get this off later?" he asks.

"Yeah, I'll help you. I know how." I pull him towards the cosmetics and get a giant bottle of hand sanitizer and then makeup remover. I get some cotton balls, too. We get a ton of stuff we don't need, but want. Then we just ditch everyone.

"Can we go home? Please Katniss?" Peeta begs. "I want my bed back."

"Yeah, let's go home."