Hayffie One Shots

The note

A/N I have seen a few stories similar to this idea but I decided to make my own. It's basically Haymitch writing a letter to Effie about how he feels thinking she'll never see it.

Effie's POV
Haymitch and I were going through all of the things we had from the games. We already agreed to throw all of the Capitol dresses and wigs in a pile (because I want nothing to do with them anymore). We were now going through Haymitch's stuff he had one trunk and I had another. I looked through it and a piece of paper slipped out. My curiousity got the best of me and I picked it up and started to read it.

    I know no one will ever read this,
I stopped,"Haymitch," I said slowly,"What's this?" I asked looking at the date trying to think about when he wrote this."Nothing," he said and reached for it. I pulled it out of his reach."Can I read it?" I asked."No", he replied a little to quickly."Please?" I asked again, sticking out my bottom lip a little knowing it would get the best of him."No," he said stubbornly."Haymitch pleeaasseeee," I protested. He sighed, knowing I wouldn't give up anytime soon."Fine, Trinket. But this doesn't change anything," he grumbled looking at me in the eye letting me know he was serious. I nodded and continued reading. I finally figured out this was during the rebellion, when I was in the hospital it 13.

  I know no one will ever read this, except maybe me in the future. My mind is focused on so many things I just need to write my thoughts down I guess. This is so dumb.

We are in the middle of a rebellion and I'm in 13. Sadly there's no alcohol down here. There's only one thing that's keeping me going and that's...Effie Trinket. As annoying as she used to be I don't think I realized how much I was taking her for granted until I lost her. Now she thinks Katniss, Peeta, and I are all mutts that deserve to die. I just want the Effie I used to know back. If she dies then I'm doing this for Katniss and because I've always hated Snow. All I'm saying is that if Effie is gone it won't be the same. Because she was right all along we are a team.

A tear slipped from my eye and landed on the paper. I quickly wiped the other tears pooling my eyes away."Haymitch..." I trailed off, skimming through it again."I know it's cheesy I was a mess back then-"
I cut him off with a kiss,"I love it," I whispered. I flung my arms around him,
"It's perfect."