Clato: The forgotten love.

Chapter 14

Cato's POV:

4 hours later

I'm laying in Clove's guest bedroom hating my life. Even though I didn't think I needed a medic or anything, her and Coach Cassidy insisted I get checked out, and it turns out I have a level 1 ankle sprain and can't use it for 2 and a half weeks. Which sucks since the games are in 3.

I'm staring at the ceiling, when I hear a knock on the door. "Hey," a soft voice says and I look up, meeting Clove's deep brown eyes.

"Hey," I respond. I feel stupid laying here useless while her family takes care of me. I still don't know what's happening with my mom, and to be honest I don't really want to know.

"How are you feeling?" She asks, sitting down on my bed.

"You don't need to baby me," I say, sitting up and repositioning the pillows behind me. I try not to make a face at the pain the sudden movement caused.

"You're right," she says "But you do look like a sick toddler, wrapped in all those blankets, and having to be cared for." I scowl at her.

"Why'd you come in here if you were just gonna make fun of me?" I ask, looking at her. Damn, her eyes really were pretty. How could I be so annoyed with someone and also want to kiss them at the same time? Oh shit. I think Ian and Walker were right, I am catching feelings for the murder girl.

"I wanted to see you," She says, and the butterflies in my stomach go crazy. Is it just my imagination or do her eyes linger on my lips before she turns her head.

"Why'd you want to see me?" I prompt her.

"I don't know, you're fun to talk to," she blushes as she says that. Which, of course, makes me blush even more. She looks over at the clock, and starts to stand up "It's pretty late, and I'm tired. I should get back to.." But she stops talking when I grab her hand.

"If you're tired there's a bed here," I whisper, I have no clue where my braveness just came from. Clove silently crawls under the sheets next to me.

We're still holding hands and I try to scoot closer to her but it's hard with my ankle. She seems to notice what I'm trying to do because she slowly inches closer to me until your faces are about two inches away. My heart is beating uncontrollably and I don't know what she's going to do next.

"We shouldn't do this," She whispers, and a wave of disappointment crashes over me. But then her lips meet mine. She's kissing me, and I kiss her back. Her hands slip under my shirt and mine cup her face. What starts out as a gentle kiss turns to something much more fierce. I lose track of time. I forgot my own name and the miles of worries I have. All I know Is the feeling of this girl and the nagging feeling that I need to do something about the two of us.

Finally Clove breaks away, but she doesn't leave. She lays her head down on my chest and stares at the ceiling. Neither of us say anything, but we both know that shouldn't have happened. As much as I'd love to kiss her again, I know at least one of us is going to be dead by the end of the summer and this will only make things worse.

Clove's POV:

I wake up, Cato's arms around my body. I have to twist and turn to get out. Cato must be sound asleep since he doesn't notice me moving.

Last night was everything anyone would want in a first kiss, but I know it was wrong. I shouldn't have even come into Cato's room last night, tributes are supposed to hate each other.

I tiptoe out of the room and make my way to mine. I pick out a school outfit, High waisted jeans and an army green t-shirt.

I walk into the bathroom, and throw my hair into a messy bun, I wash my face, brush my teeth, do a little bit of makeup,  and do my hair.

"Clove?" Cato asks, walking into the bathroom. For one quick second I think he's going to kiss me, I'm terrified and excited at the same time. Instead, he just reaches down and grabs his toothbrush off the counter. "How'd you sleep?" he asks, looking at me through the mirror.

"Good," I say, fighting back a grin. Cato smiles too. Then he snakes his arms around me. And I let him. For half a second.

"Clove," Jade's voice rings out, we quickly scramble apart as she pounds on the door.

"Uh, Don't come in," My voice rings out, but the door's already halfway open and her head's poking in.

"Oh hey Cato," Jade smiles. Cato shifts uncomfortably. I stand in front of him, so Jade has to look at me, not Cato.

"What do you want, Jade?" I ask, looking at her. She's looking over me, at Cato. "Jade?" I repeat.

"Mom wanted me to tell you that dad already left for his trip," She says. I had completely forgotten, my dad was traveling to the other side of the district to manage a peacekeeper training facility over there for a few weeks.

"Ok," I didn't really care where my dad was. Jade left, but not without one last wink at Cato.

Cato let out a quick breath. "Ok where we're we?" He asks, and then he puts his arms around me and his chin on my shoulder. This time I don't let him.

"Cato," I say shrugging him off. "I don't think.."

"Stop," Cato says, and I stop talking. He turns my head with his chin and gives me a quick kiss. "I know." He whispers, he lets go of my head and turns to leave the bathroom, leaving me there confused and hopeful

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