I sprint to the beach, hoping Peeta is still there. Just as my toes touch the sand I notice two things. (1) I forgot to put on shoes. (2) Peeta hasn’t left the beach. I run over to Peeta and I see him sleeping. I don’t want to me more of a bitch than I already was so I gently rub his back and place a gentle kiss on the back of his neck, because I know how much I enjoy when Peeta does the same to me. There I go again, thinking about myself when I need to be thinking about Peeta. I get lost in my thoughts until I feel Peeta start to stir.
He turns his head, almost in disbelief. “Hey,” I whisper gently placing another kiss, but this time on his lips.
“Look, Katniss I-” Peeta tries to apologize, but I don’t let him.
“Stop.”
“But Kat-”
“Listen to me, this time Peeta, please.” I don’t even wait to hear his response. “I don’t blame you for what happened-”
“I ruined the happiest night of both of our lives. Just because of my fucking flashback, and don’t say I didn’t because I did. I told you that you killed me and I know you were hurt even though you knew-”
“Peeta, STOP! LET ME SPEAK, PLEASE! I’m trying not to get upset now, but you are making it very difficult for me.” I start to cry, but I hold back my tears. “Peeta, do you know how much it kills me inside whenever you say your flashbacks are your fault? Do you know how much it hurt me when you were being tortured by the Capitol? Do you know how much it hurt me when I couldn’t talk to you after the War?” I pause for a second and I start to ramble. “You know what Prim told me before she died, she told me Snow would do anything it took to break me, and she was right. Between killing Prim and-and t-torturing you…” I drift off in my own words realizing what I had just said.
I instantly start to cry and try and run back to the house, but I feel strong warm hands grab my arms and pull me in to a warm hug. I just cry into Peeta’s chest as he picks me up bridal style back to the edge of the water. I just cry into his chest as Peeta caresses my face and whispers soothing words in my ear. That was the first time I had said her name in three years. In a way I feel like a huge weight has just been lifted off of my shoulders. I eventually stop crying and Peeta apologizes, once again.
“Peeta I hate when you do that.”
“What.” Peeta gets a worried look on my face.
“You always apologize for things you never do. Look Peeta, I love you and I don’t care if your flashbacks are about me being a mutt, I will always love you and stay by you always. And I’m sorry that I left you out here, but I needed to collect my thoughts. Now before you can say anything, I’m. Going. To. Kiss. You.” I say in my sexiest voice pulling Peeta in closer and closer by the second.
The kiss feels so right. We feel so right. Until Peeta breaks the kiss with his annoying but wise words. “Before you get mad at me for breaking that kiss, but let me just say something. Even though you said I didn’t, I know I ruined tonight.”
“Stop. It. Peeta.” I say between pulling him in for more kissing.
“Seriously, Katniss.” He says pulling away. “You know I meant NONE of those words I said, right?” I nod wanting to put my lips on his but being ‘respectful’ I wait. “I will never stop apologizing for that.” Alright, I can’t take it anymore. I need Peeta’s touch and his lips. I pull him in for yet another kiss. This time, if it isn’t possible, kissing him more ferociously than ever. Only this time I feel like I need something more.
I try to put the thought in the back of my mind, but Peeta always knows what I am thinking. He starts to kiss my jawbone, then my ear, then my neck, and he works his way back up until he reaches my lips. I reach for Peeta’s shirt and rip it off, just in time for a huge wave to crash on the beach. Peeta and I get absolutely drenched.
“You know you look really sexy like that.” Peeta say to me.
“Why? Does the seaweed in my hair bring out my eyes?” I say jokingly. “But you,” I say poking his chest, “You could do better.”
“Now you are gonna regret that.” Peeta says inching his fingers up my leg. Leaning in for another kiss, he goes to rip my shirt off, before I stop him, “Later tiger,” and before he can kiss me again, I sprint back to the house, with a smirk on my face being the bitch I am, and I hear Peeta shouting something but his words fade out as I enter the house and run straight up into the room, well I try and run up to our room.
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Wow!! almost 100 hundred reads, for being new to writing wattpad and let alone, writing fanfics, to me that is great!! kepp the reads and votes coming!! ILYGSM!!!! I will be posting questions in the comments!
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