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Katniss's Pov

I wake up for the seventh time since we out her down. I get up and walk to her room. Peeta follows me.

I pick her up to try and calm her screaming. I put her head on my shoulder and bounce her. Peeta strokes her head.

"Baby girl please calm down." I ask her.

She screams and cries hysterically.

"Peeta what's wrong with her?" I start to cry myself.

"I don't know Katniss. I don't know." He says. Not the answer I was going for.

I lean back on him. He holds me and Willow. Then Willow starts to cough. Then she throws up. All over Peeta.

It makes me laugh and cry harder at the same time. Because now I know that Willow is sick and that's what's wrong with her. But, on the other hand, she threw up on Peeta so it was funny.

"Willow." Peeta groans.

I calm down and take Willow.

"Is my baby girl not feeling well?" I ask her. Her bottom lips quivers.

"I'm going to go and take a shower." Peeta laughs. He doesn't wear a shirts so he got Willow vomit all over him.

She calms down after she puked all over Peeta.

"You know you puked all over daddy right?" I ask her laughing. She just looks at me.

I rock her back to sleep. Peeta comes out of the bathroom.

"Peeta could you please get her some of the baby medicine stuff that my mother told us about?" I ask him.

"Yeah I'll go and do that right now." He says. He leaves and comes back 20 minutes later.

Right when I open the box, Willow starts screaming again. Peeta grabs a towel and puts it on his shoulder. He walks upstairs and then brings her back down to me.

Once they get down here I notice that she didn't puke on his shoulder this time. Well that's a better sign right?

"Oh look she-" I'm cut off my Willow crying louder and then throwing up all over the towel on Peeta's shoulder.

"And this is why I wore the towel." He shakes his head.

I give Willow the medicine, even though she really didn't want it. Once she finally took the medicine I hold her. She falls asleep again on my shoulder.

"When does she have to take it again?" Peeta asks.

"In six hours." I reply.

"Okay." He replies simply.

We sit down on the couch and cuddle. I lean on his chest. He plays with my hair. I draw random shapes on his toned stomach.

We fall asleep until Willow wakes up again. I get up and take her medicine to her. She falls asleep again. With her having a really bad sleeping routine at the moment, she falls asleep every time I give her the medicine.

Instead of putting her in her crib, I bring her down to Peeta and I. I lean on his again with Willow sleeping soundly in my arms.

"I've got my whole world in my arms." He smiles.

"I love you." I smile.

He turns on the projector and we watch whatever is on. He then changes it to some show from some channel. It's called house hunters. It's from a different country though.

We at and watch it. Willow doesn't wake up screaming this time. She just looks up at Peeta and I with her big blue eyes that she inherited from my wonderful husband.

"I love her eyes." I smile.

"Because they're mine." He replies cockily.

I scoff. "Yes but what if it wasn't that reason?" I ask snakily.

"I knew it was that reason because you love my eyes. You never forget to tell me." He smirks.

"Okay you got me there." I laugh.

"She looks just like you though." He says rubbing her head that has a little bit of hair on it.

"I hope she doesn't look like me." I say.

"But you're beautiful Kat. I would love it if she was to look like you. Even though I wouldn't love it when all the boys loved it as well." He laughs slightly.

I smile. I lean up and kiss his jawline because that's where I can reach right now.

I love this boy so much ur hurts me.
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So sorry it's taking me so long to publish this. I have had it ready for a while but I keep forgetting to post it.

I started school again and it threw me off. I hope that I won't do his again( even though I say that every time🙄)

I just haven't been on the app much lately. I'm really sorry.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter and enjoy the entire book😊

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