*HUGE DISCLAIMER* I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 12YRS OLD, SO EXCUSE GRAMMAR AND CRINGINESS
What if.....?
Katniss has finally returned to District 12 both haunted and shattered by the past knowing the peace gained does not supply her with security and ha...
What if this is real? What if Peeta has done this all for me? What if this beautiful picnic before the sunset is real? What if once again I am proved right in saying that he is too good for me? What if I need to stop saying that and be happy that he has done such a wonderful thing for me?
What if? What if? What if....
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We sit together on the picnic blanket and watch the sky turn different shades of orange as the sun goes down. After a while he pulls me into his arms. I breath out softly
"It's beautiful"
He replies quietly
"Yeah, it is"
Finally the sun goes down, the orange sky slowly fading into the night sky and the stars revealing themselves. Peeta opens a picnic basket beside him and pulls out a bowl filled with chocolate covered strawberries.
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I laugh, mostly with disbelief. I tell him
"You really went all out"
He smiles shyly and says to me
"Of course"
I grab a strawberry from the plate and hold it up to him and with a grin I say
"You first"
He laughs a little but takes a bite out of the strawberry. He nods and once he has swallowed he says
"Pretty good if I do say so myself"
I laugh. He says
"Now you"
He holds up a strawberry for me to take a bite. Once again Peeta has impressed me, the strawberries are deliciously ripe and the chocolate is melts as soon as it touches my tongue. I nod and say
"That is good"
After we lay down on the blanket. Our heads turned so we look straight into each other eyes, only about an inch between us. His warm breath tickles my face every now and then . We are silent for a while, simply just looking into each other's eyes. He has done it again with this beautiful night, showed that I don't deserve him. We fought today, straight after an apology he gives me something like this. Suddenly I am withdrawn from my thoughts when he says to me softly
"What are you thinking about?"
I reply truthfully, knowing that Peeta Mellark can easily tell when I am lying and when I'm not
"About how I don't deserve you"
His eyes look into mine deeply, the silence making it even harder not to look away. Eventually after what feels like an eternity of looking into his bright blue iris' he says
