The Boy Next Door [slow updates]

IV

Peeta and I barged open into my bedroom, and plopped on the bed, as we kick our shoes off and immediately took deep breaths of tiredness and pain. I spread my arms and legs wide to take over his space and he groans giving me a cold glare causing me to laugh.

"Dude, give me space," he complains moving my arms away to find comfort as he opened my laptop to see the password screen.

I got up taking my laptop away from him as I type my password in and unlock the computer. I can see him smiling at me as I smile back."Hey, who gave you permission to use that?" I ask, my smile forming to a smirk as I opened Skype.

I see Peeta going under my bed only to find the can of whipped cream that I hid from my family yesterday when they couldn't find it because I was hungry and I stuffed some in my mouth.

"Oh look," he says holding the whipped cream in front of my face, teasing me and mocking me at the same time. "Is this yours?" He says stuffing whipped cream in his mouth, and savoring it. He puts it back under the bed and I fold my arms and push him off the bed making him fall on his butt. "Who says you can look under my bed?" I tease going to get the whipped cream. "That's my treat and you just wasted it."

Peeta shrugs and goes on the computer as I plop down next to him, being nosy and looking onto what he was doing which he was going onto YouTube and searching up Coldplay. He turns to me and our eyes instantly lock. "It's weird how our relationship is so complicated."

I couldn't agree more. Me and Peeta's relationship was either enemies, friends or strangers. We say rude things to each other but spend time together. We hug but act like rivals. Over these past few days with him, I don't know what we are honestly but I don't hate him. But I don't like him either.

"Yeah," I admit. "We have those moments as friends or rivals which is annoying, sometimes. Cause we got to know each other, compete so I win, and hug which is something you wanna do."

Peeta smiles and wraps his arms around me. "Oh so like this?" he asks snuggling his head onto my neck which tickles causing me to laugh "Stop it Peeta, you're killing me."

Peeta doesn't stop though. He carries me up like I'm light and throws me on the bed and tickles me down my weak spot causing my back to arch. I try to wrestle him but he's too strong for me and he gets off of me and grabs the computer to listen to music. Sweat was drenched all over his forehead and his breathing pace increased as he tired to lay on my bed and rest.

Right on cue, my computer rings and notifies that Gale was calling me on Skype.

"Peeta, someone is calling me," I state.

I press answer and see Gale through the screen in his new room. I could tell from the bed in the back ground, and the olive green background since it was his favorite color.

"Hey Gale!" I say into the screen smiling as Gale smiles back. I look back as see Peeta rising up sitting next to me. He waves at Gale. "Hi, I'm Katniss's frenemy, Peeta."

Gale nods and gives him a cold glare and Peeta raises his hands. "Woah if you're going to be all mad and judge me just because you have a crush on her, then don't expect me to not come to your house, since you're literally no boss of me."

"Peeta stop," I warn, my eyes widen in shock that he mentioned such a violent comment. I have never seen Peeta or Gale act this way before and this way means I'm getting scared. Gale that he is super mad with this guy I'm hanging out with I don't understand because I hang out with other guys other than him so he really should not be worried.

Peeta on the other hand, he shouldn't even be jealous. We're not even friends, wait... sort of. But the relationship was just weird to be honest.

"Woah, woah," Gale says into the screen. "Who said I was jealous?"

I cover my face with my hands, weirded out that Peeta and Gale was seriously fighting over me since I knew Gale liked me but I thought he was over it. I know I would never like him back and I thought he knew that. I could also see that Peeta was tensing up and I immediately started warpping my arms around him, rubbing his back with my hands to avoid a fight.

"Hey, it's okay," I say releasing him, with him holding my hand and my hand immediately feels weird. It spreads through my body giving me an ache for more.

I see Gale smirking but within an angry way. "Are you sure that he's a frenemy Katniss. You seem to like him a little bit more than that."

I turn to Peeta who completely lost it. "You know what, let me tell you a little something. Me and Katniss will never be more than we are. We have the most complicated relationship ever and I don't even know if we're friends. Just because she hugs me and all that bullshit, doesn't mean we're more than frenemies. It's a little bit more complicated than that. We support each other but hate each other."

I nod in agreement and Gale immediately loses it. "She's my friend first so you better watch it. Stay away from her."

"You don't tell me what to do," Peeta shots back. "And besides, you look older but I hate you."

"I hate you too."

I immediately threw two pillow, one at Peeta and one at the screen. "GUYS THAT'S IT, STOP FIGHTING."

"Just give us a second," Peeta says to me.

"This is so stupid Gale," he continues. "You literally start a fight because i was with your girlfriend or whatever but seriously, I sort of like her but not that way."

"He's not my boyfriend," I correct.

"Right," Gale continues sarcastically to Peeta. "But it was you, you dumbass. You were with the rude comment."

"You gave the face," Peeta retorts. As soon as they kept fighting, i immediately shut the laptop to stop the nonsense.

"What was that about?" I ask angry. "I can't even talk to him because of you. Do you know how long it's been since he left. He literally lived right where you are."

"So you're taking his side?" He asked upset.

"I didn't say that," I answer coming closer to him. "If anything, I'm on yours."

Peeta smiles and takes out a bottle of wine. "Want some?"

"Never have I ever?" I ask raising my hands up."

He smiles and I immediately go first. "Never have I ever had a relationship."

Peeta immediately gives a sip and I mark a tally next to his name on a piece of paper. "Not fair, he complains giving me a pouty face."

"Haha it is," I laugh.

"Well," Peeta continues. "Never have I ever cheated on a test."

I give myself a sip groaning. "Now I regret this."

"You came up with the game." He responds.

"Fine never have I ever got laid."

"Never have I ever lied to my parents."

"Never have I ever embarrassed myself."

"Never have I ever got arrested."

As we kept playing, we each drink half based on the tally. We both groan, knowing that neither of us won the game. And somehow, we aren't drunk. I guess it was because the bottle was small.

"Good game Everdeen," he compliments.

"You too Mellark," I agree stealing my parents bottle of beer and drank the whole night with him until I passed out with one last thought on my mind.

I guess I will always take his side.