I do, I need you. #wattys2016

Your like a brother to me.

We board the hovercraft scheduled to take us to district eleven. I will admit it, I'm nervous. I hear a conversation between Boggs and Coin saying they discovered intel of a yet again, another attack to a hospital. Why would a person target a hospital full of unaware kids and adults who are no threat at all? Oh right , because that man is snow.

I sit down next to Peeta who smiles happily, when I nod towards Gale he cocks his head In confusion. "I'm gonna talk to him." I whisper. "We will be working together a lot, there's no reason to hate each other."

"But we have a reason Katniss.." He reminds me.

"How would you like it if I had fallen in love with Gale, and completely shut you out? You wouldn't, you'd be a mess just like he is."

I look around and see we're the only three people on board, must be early. Peeta coughs rather loudly and brings our lips together, he kisses me sloppily. He's never usually like this, even in privacy.

"See, if that was someone else you never would have done that." He smirks.

"That was disgusting." I wipe his slobber off my lips. "Do not ever do that again."

Then I realize why he did it, but I realize too late. Because Gales already rushing from the room with a red face. "Peeta!" I scold. "Out of everyone on this planet you were the last I thought would do something so immature and stupid. Even though Gale might not be on the best of terms with us right now, he's still my best friend and he still has feelings. I am so disappointed in you." I stand and shake my head as I walk towards the door Gale entered.

"Katniss, please come back. You know I was just joking."

"Do I Peeta?"

"Yes Katniss! I'm the nicest person on earth, Come on."

"Obviously your not if you'd be so quick to be immature and childish." I shake my head one last  time before I walk inside. "Gale.." I whisper.

Then I hear it, a sob. More like a whimper at first, then the loud ones come. They become sobs as they come out. I have never seen Gale cry. Not when our fathers died, not when he got shot with an arrow. "Gale.." I repeat soothingly sitting down next to his feet. I lean my head against his thigh and hold his rough hand as he cries.

"Catnip.." He finally whispers.

"Gale, I'm so sorry I don't know what got into him back there. I didn't mean to upset you."

"It's okay Katniss, he's doing what every other guy would have done if they had you."

"And what's that?" I whisper. 

"Well first, if write my name across your forehead in big letters." He pretends to write on my forehead gently. I smile a little but he keeps talking. "Then, everything we did something, I'd be touching you some how. Wether it be holding your hand, an arm around your waist, or kissing you constantly. Just because I'd want everyone to know that our of every person in the world you chose me, and loved me."

He squeezes my hand tightly and I just sigh and sit there with him. "Gale I-"

"No Katniss, don't you see. If you would have coming running back home to me instead of him after your first games I would have been doing that same thing he is. I don't blame him for doing what he's doing, it just hurts seeing it in real life and realizing that there's absolutely no chance of us being together."

"Gale your an amazing person, but I've always seen you as a brother." He smiles and nods squeezing my hand tight.

"Oh that Clichè." He smirks. "Heard it once before." He looks away.