Two hearts beats as one (Hunger Games fanfiction)

Chapter 4: Why would he like me?

Chapter 4

Katniss P.O.V.

Before we get to the hotel, we decide that we're too tired to eat at the resturant.

Once we find the hotel the people who works there open our doors and unload our bags onto a luggage trolley.

Ugh I don't like this service, it makes me feel like an upper class girl. Which I am... now a days ... damn!

We walk into the hotel and up to the reception.

"Eh, my stepfather has booked rooms for me and my friends," I say to the man working there.

He nods.

"What is the last name?"

"Heavensbee, but I'm Everdeen," I say.

"Okay, yes, I see here that the rooms are booked to a Katniss Everdeen in Plutarch Heavensbees name," he nods and begins to take out the keys.

Two keys.

"Thank you," I say and we start walking towards the elevators.

We have our rooms on floor five but the rooms are not next to each other. There are five rooms between our two rooms.

"Annie's sharing with me!" Finnick shouts and snatches one of the keys out of my hand.

I can see by the look in Annie's eyes that she wants to, but she don't want to leave me because she knows what happens during the nights.

I nod my head at her.

"It's okay," I say, smiling.

She looks at me.

"But ..." she starts but Finnick begins to pull Annie towards their room.

I start laughing, but stop when I realize that I will share a room ... with Peeta!

I turn around, seeing him standing there. I force myself to smile.

"Well it seems like we will bee sharing rooms during the trip," I laugh. "I don't think Finnick will let Annie share a room with me anyway."

Peeta chuckles.

I put the key in the door and opens it.

We walk in but suddenly I stop and just stare in front of me. What the hell is this?!

"A double bed?" Peeta asks. "Instead of two beds?"

I can't do anything but nod. This is Plutarch fault, he knew what kind of rooms he booked for us.

"I can sleep on the floor", Peeta offers.

At first I'm actually considering Peetas offer, but I quickly start to feel like the world's meanest person ever.

"No you can't do that," I say and walk into the room. "You'll get really sore all over."

"But isn't it strange?" Peeta asks and I think I see a pink undertone on his cheeks.

I shake off the thought. Why would he blush? He has no reason, he doesn't like me. But do I like him? I don't know.

"A little perhaps, but there are still two sides of the bed," I laugh.

"Well that's true," Peeta says and sets down his bag on the floor next to the left side of the bed.

I walk up to the right side and sits down.

We'll stay here for three nights. Three night!

You can do this Katniss! Be strong. Don't show him that you like him, he may not ... wait now! Did I just say that I like him?

I sigh. Yeah I guess I do. But what does it really matter? Why would Peeta like me back? He has no reason whatsoever.

He is good looking, handsome, kind, nice, so sweet, so nice in every way there is, while I on the other hand ... Well I'm ugly, I'm rude, stubborn, cocky, suspicious and ungrateful, why would he want me? Exactly, which is why he will never do it either!

"Katniss!"

I'm snapped back to reality.

"What?" I ask a little absent.

"I asked what you want from the menu," Peeta says with a laugh and hands me a menu.

"Oh," I say and accept it. "I'm not that hungry."

It's actually true. I was hungry before, but now I just feel depressed and I curse myself over that one guy has managed to make me feel like this ... without even have said something stupid. And it's because he's so kind, and it's more dangerous than if he would've been mean, because I will just like him more and more in time.

Oh great, now I feel more depressed.

I smile at Peeta and gives him back the menu.

"But you eat something," I say.

"Are you sure that you don't want something?" Peeta asking.

"Yep," I say cheerfully.

Peeta looks at me for a along time and I realize that he was trying to read me. Damn, if he does he will realize that I'm lying.

I pile up from the bed and make a stupid jump of joy.

You fucking idiot, what the hell did you do that for? Now he'll think that you're high! I hiss to myself.

Oh I get so tired of myself sometimes.

Peeta laughs and puts down the menu. He walks up to the table and picks up the phone to order.

I stare at his back. Even though he has a shirt, I can see his sexy back muscles. He's so damn sexy! On my God! He's a fucking hunk, that's for sure.

Okay Katniss ... Hunk? Seriously?

I sigh, but Peeta turns around so I realize it must have been a pretty loud sigh.

I smile and I run into the bathroom and slam the door shut.

I lock the door and lean against it. I sigh and feel tears begin to flow from my eyes as I slide down on the floor with my face in my hands.

Why did this happen? Why did I have to start falling in love Peeta Mellark?

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So I pretty short chapter but I hope you liked it anyway ;)

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-Josephine xx