Melting Ice

Chapter 49

When we get back, I tell Cato I'm going to take a shower and him being him, he asked, "Can I come?". Me being me, I said, "No". Cato asked why and I told him, "Because", and he laughed a little at my descriptive response. Eventually, I get in the shower alone and wash off all the sweat from the heat and training. Being my picky self, I decide on wearing grey shorts and a cream coloured top with warm, fluffy slippers. I take my hair down from the ponytail and let it hang loose, clipping back a few strands with a brown clip that blends in with my natural hair colour nicely.
"Hurry up!", calls Cato from the bottom of the stairs. Pulling my top down slightly, I make my way down stairs and sit myself on Cato's lap.
"Hey babe", he says before kissing me. His hands grip my hips as we kiss harder; I run my hands through his soft hair. Soon I feel him nibbling my bottom lip slightly but, for some reason, I pull away. He frowns.
"S-sorry", I stutter, "I don't know why I'm being like this".
"I'm just saying this but if we kiss, you'll still be a virgin", he jokes.
"I know", I mutter, "I'm sorry".
"Let's just watch the movie", he mumbles and the tv lights up the room then Begins to play some gross looking horror movie. Yay. But to be fair, it doesn't seem to bad.
Half way through, I turn my head to Cato and whisper, "I'm sorry".
"It's okay", he replies emotionless. Then, he smiles, "Aren't you scared?".
"Only if you want me to be", I smirk. Cato smirks back and wraps his arms around me. He rests his chin on my head just as someone's head gets chopped off.
"Gross", I laugh.
"Gross", Cato repeats in a high pitched voice that I supposed to sound like mine.
"That was pathetic", I tell him as I turn to him.
"That was pathetic", he copies.
"Stop it", I whinge.
"Stop it", he says and gently punches me in the arm.
"Clove", I begin.
"Clove", he copies.
"Will you".
"Will you", Cato says raising his eyebrow.
"Marry me", I whisper.
"Marry-", he pauses, "Are you hinting towards something Clover?".
I throw my hands up in defence, "I'm not saying anything".
"Of course your not", he says sarcastically. I frown. Cato keeps a straight face; I copy. Surprising me, I attacks me with tickles, making me squeal, "Cato stop!", he doesn't. You know when your laughing so much it hurts but it's good type of pain. That what I was feeling and no matter how much I argued that I was not enjoying it, I was. So so much. For the first time in ages, I let go of all my worries and set them free. Sometime later, he decides to stop and just glances at me, mainly my lips. God, I want to kiss him. But, before I have the chance, he is gently digging his hands into my shoulders and his legs holding my bottom half down.
"Try to get out of this one Clovers", he laughs with that stupid grin that makes me fall for him even more than I thought was possible. Using some old tactics, I shake my shoulder a bit so his looses grip. I laugh out loud at his grunt of frustration. This laugh lasts until he realises what I'm doing and is most likely thinking back to training, trying to remember what to do in this situation. He'll count to three...relax a bit and...bam. Cato sweeps me off of my feet and pushes me up against the wall. He could easily kill him if he have to, I am weaponless and he has all the power. I hang like a limp doll but still smile.