I like one of the comments…something along the lines of, 'it will keep Prim from experimenting with Rory.'
Here is the next chapter!
oh, and sorry for not updating until like eleven (MT) last night…I had two projects due today and I had been writing and procrastinating.
Chapter 33 – Peeta's POV
Why me? Why Prim? I kept asking myself questions that I couldn't answer as I stepped into the shower. Somebody opened the door. "Katniss?" There was no response. "Prim, I'm not letting you see me naked again."
"Did you say something?" It was Katniss.
"Yeah, I thought you were Prim wanting more of me."
"There was nothing more to show her."
"True." I ran shampoo through my hair. "Are you going to cover up your stomach when we go out?"
"Shit, I guess so. I don't want to, it's really uncomfortable."
"Okay, just let people from school see that you're pregnant. No big deal." I said sarcastically. Katniss's head peeked past the shower curtain. I was motionless. "It would be nice if I could go five minutes without a girl seeing me without clothes."
"Why even wait that long?" I laughed and rinsed out my hair. Katniss handed me a towel and I wrapped it around my waist. Katniss had put on the spanks again and was trying to get a pair of pants on. "I don't think it's good for Andrea to be keeping her in like this."
"I don't know if she knows what you're doing." Katniss inhaled suddenly and put her hand on her stomach. "Maybe she does know!"
"Come here." She put my hand on her belly. "Wait for it." Andrea kicked. I pulled my hand away.
"That is so weird!" Katniss and I finished getting dressed. We had bought her clothes that hide the bump a little, but she looked really different from a few months ago. "Ready?"
"Ready." I grabbed her hand and we went downstairs. Prim was standing at the top of the stairs when I opened the front door.
"Nice to see you put on clothes, Peeta!"
"What, you didn't like all of this?" I moved my hips in a circle and danced around with Katniss's hand still in mine.
"I don't know how to answer that kindly."
"Well, knowing that you can laugh about it is good enough for me." Just then Rory knocked on the door.
"May I come in, or do you need to finish your dance?" He said through the glass.
I opened the door and pointed up to Prim. He ran up to her and hugged her from the side. "Behave you two!" Katniss yelled when we walked out.
At the restaurant, we were fortunate not to see anybody we knew. "How many?" The guy at the front asked.
"Two." He grabbed two menus and walked us to an empty table. We sat down and read off the menus. "Looks like you didn't have to wear that thing."
"Too late." Katniss put her hand on her belly again. She looked down at it. She spoke in a baby voice. "You hungry? What do you want?" Katniss looked back to the menu. "Do you want fish or soup?" She rubbed her stomach and returned to her normal voice. "Well, I don't know what you want, but I'll eat anything." I observed her the entire time. "What?"
"Nothing, nothing." I smiled.
"Don't make fun of me." She looked down again and spoke like a baby. "Daddy thinks I'm silly." I looked at her blankly after she said that. "What's wrong?"
"Sorry, it's just weird."
"What?"
I thought to myself, Oh God, I hope that she doesn't get annoying in the next couple months. "I'm not used to the whole 'daddy' thing."
"Okay. Then would you rather me say, 'the random man sitting across the table from me who had sex with me thinks that I'm silly?' I would." She looked very serious.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"Oh, I'm sorry Peeta! I didn't mean to make you upset." She started crying. I guess this is what the doctor meant by mood swings.
A waiter came up to the table. Neither of us looked up. "Uh, may I take your orders?"
"Give us five minutes please!" I ran my fingers through my hair. I saw him leave out of the corner of my eye. "Babe, are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." She looked at me and smiled. Her eyes were red and watery. "I hate hormones."
"It's not your fault. We'll just try and deal with them the best we can."
"Okay." She looked around for the waiter. "How long is it going to take?"
"I just told him to leave for five minutes. You didn't seem like you wanted to talk to anyone."
"Oh. Okay then." There was a minute of silence. "I want a taco."
"They don't make tacos here."
"Damn it. Okay, can we stop somewhere? I'll just have something small here."
"Sounds like a plan." After another minute or so, the waiter came back and took our orders. Katniss ended up getting fish and I got chicken. We ate, paid, left a tip, and went to find a taco restaurant.
Within two minutes of being in the car, Katniss fell asleep. I got a few tacos at a drive thru and drove home. I carried her into the house and upstairs to her bedroom, then laid her on her bed. I went down the hall and knocked on Prim's door. There was no answer. "Prim?" I put my ear to the door. It was almost silent. "I'm coming in!"
I opened the door and turned on the light. Prim was asleep in her bed. Rory was on the floor with a pillow on the opposite side of the room. They both stirred when the light came on. "Katniss?" Prim said as she sat up.
"No, she fell asleep on the way home." Prim covered her face with a pillow. "Did you two have fun?"
Rory stood up and threw the pillow at Prim to get her up again, but she was back asleep. "Yeah, she told me what happened earlier. I'm so sorry dude."
"Yeah, now she's scarred for life."
"Don't worry, I'm not like that. After I saw what happened to Katniss, I stopped thinking that I wanted to be exactly like Gale." Those words hit me hard.
"Do you want me to drive you home?" I finally asked. He took the pillow off Prim's head and kissed her forehead.
"Nah, I can walk. Thanks though." I eventually heard the front door close. I went back downstairs to lock the door and put away Katniss's tacos. Then I went back upstairs and crashed on the bed.
"Katniss?" I whispered.
"Hm?"
"You should go take a shower or a bath. You don't smell that good."
"Yeah." She stayed there. "Oh, you meant now?" She got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I fell asleep to the sound of running water.
No, Prim was not going to be in the same bed as Rory…Rory's not like that. He is a gentleman, so get your minds out of the gutter if you thought that!