I Need You

12 part 2

Previously:

Katniss' pov

"Seriously, you guys need to lock you're door!" It was none other than that famous, Johanna Hawthorn.

Peeta's pov (sorry for the pov change! (Not really) )

  Johanna barges onto the room, angry as hell. "In case you didn't know, pregnant woman need sleep too! You two are so loud, sometimes you forget we live just next door! And close the windows, Peeta!" She yells, before slamming the door, and stomping home.

I laugh. "Pregnant woman." I mumble. Katniss looks up, faking her offended look. "Excuse you? You're gonna pay for that!" She says. "Oh, I can wait." I say. I chuckle as she pulls me closer. She kisses so passionately. I feel the fireworks spread through my body. I groan, instintly regretting it. I pull away. "Katniss, we have to stop. And now we have another reason to!" She laughs. "I guess..."

-later that night-

"OK, I'm off to bed." Katniss announces, trudging up the stairs. "I guess that means I am too." I replay. "Yep, now come on." Katniss sighs, pulling me to our bedroom.

I laugh as I get thrown onto the bed. Katniss crawls on top of me, and that's how we fall asleep.

-a few MORE hours later-

  Katniss' POV

I wake up screaming from another nightmare. The strange thing is this time, no one was there to wake me up, let alone comfort me.

  I swiftly look back and forth, my eyes unable to find Peeta. My head sinks to my hands. My greatest nightmare came true. Peeta left me.

"No he wouldn't, Katniss. He loves you. Why would he let you go, especially now? He loves you more than you'll ever know."   I try and listen to the comforting voice, but it's hard when the devil is telling me otherwise.

"Just admit it. He hates you. It was only for the cameras. He just wanted the so called 'relationship' over."

I just sob. That's it. I can't deal with it. I need to find it.

I run down the stairs, calling his name.

"Peeta, where are you? I need you!"

I look through the whole house, but to no avail. "Maybe he's at Haymitch's."  The calm voice tells me.

I sprint over to his house, not caring about my outfit. I barge through the door. He's sleeping on the couch. I approach him, and shake him awake. He looks at me, and notices my tear stained face.

"What's wrong sweetheart?"

"Where's Peeta?" I ask frantically.

"I don't know, why?" He says.

"He wasn't with me when I woke!" I say.

"You're being over dramatic."

"No I'm not! I need him! Haymitch, I'm scared." I sob.

"I know. Come here." I run into his arms and cry.

"It's Okay, we'll find him." Its the last thing I hear before I fall asleep again.