A Road Trip to Remember (Katniss and Peeta Story Sequel)

Chapter Thirty Three: Getting Caught

I told my mom and step father about Peeta and I, only so he would be able to stay with us here instead of going back to California with his family, so obviously they know as well. None of my friends know, and they don't ask why Peeta is still here 3 weeks after the funeral, though I know they want to know. If I'm completely honest with myself, I don't know how to tell them. I mean, things became so bad between all of us when Peeta and I were fighting. I mean, they have to be my real friends right? They were there for me when I needed them most, at the funeral, so I know they still love me. The fighting may have been bad, but they have stayed by my side. Hopefully we can find the right time to tell them and they won't be to angry with us. Right now though, Peeta and I sit in the basement of my parents house, planning out the wedding. I've brought my mac book downstairs, and I don't miss a single detail. I know Prim wanted me to have a big wedding, and though I don't want one, I'm going to for her.
"I also think we should have red roses." Peeta says.
"Not roses, reminds me to much of snow, but we can have tulips. They are a mixed color between red, yellow, and orange, so they will tie into the fire wedding theme."
"Alright, I like being different." He says and kisses me.
"I wish Prim was going to be there." I say, looking for the invitation Prim made when she was at our apartment. Was that really only a few months ago? It seems impossible now that I can't yell her name and she comes running to me.
"Katniss, don't talk about her unless it helps okay?" Peeta says touching my arm.
"Okay." I keep looking through my computer for the invitation and I find it. All the information except the date will stay the same, so I show it to Peeta.
"She made this at the apartment." I say and he looks it over.
"I love it." He smiles. "But let's update this two pictures." He pulls out his phone and turns the camera for a selfie.
"No! I look horrible!" I complain.
"You never look horrible." He says and kisses me, taking the picture while I'm distracted by his lips.
"Ugh, that's such bull crap." I say but I look at the picture. It's not to bad, and with a little filter It will be perfect. We take one more picture of us smiling.
"Perfect." I say updating the pictures onto the card. It looks great, and Prim's original fire design is still there. "It looks great." I say.
"She had a very creative side." He says, running his hands across my body and to my side.
"Peeta is this right?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I mean, are we together and getting married because you love me, or do you pity me because I've lost my sister." I say. It's not a random thought, I've been thinking about it a lot, I just never asked him. I was probably afraid he would say yes it was because Prim died, and I just didn't want to hear it. I told him I never stopped loving him but he never said that to me, and it worries me.
"Have you ever heard that saying, I would rather hear the painful truth rather than a comforting lie?" He asks and my heart drops. Was I right? I feel tears in my eyes, one spills.
"Yes I have." My voice cracks.
"Would you like go hear the painful truth?" He asks and I can't stop the water from falling out of my eyes. I was just hoping it want true. I can't speak so I nod my head. He smiles, and takes his thumb to wipe away my tears.
"The painful truth, is even though for a long time I tried to stop loving you, I never did. Since the day I first say you at college, 4 or 5 years ago, my love for you grew everyday." he smirks and my tears stop long enough for me to hit his arm, and then kiss him.
"I thought you were serious." I say between kisses. I don't let him say anything because I stand up and move onto his chair. I sit on his lap, facing him, and still kissing him. My hands cup his face while his find my waist. It's been a Long time since I've kissed him, and an even longer time since I've kissed him like this. I lean in a little more and his hands caress my thigh. I feel the hem of my T-shirt being lifted until his hands find their way under and they run along my sides. His hands are just everywhere today. I move my own hands down his body until they settle on his abs, and he moans under the kiss. He moved his lips from mine across my cheek, down my jawline and along my neck. Now it's my turn to moan.
"This will be a lot easier when we are married." I say looking down at him, causing him to look up at me. He puts his lips back to mine instead of answering right away.
"It will be a lot more than kissing when we are married." He smiles against my lips. I laugh a little as well, but I kiss him again, I grip his blonde curls, until someone clears their throat and we break away.
"Hey." They say and I know the voice. I turn around to see all of my friends standing there. Many of them looked confused, a few angry, and Finnick just stood their with a smirk on his face.
"Care to explain?" He says and I sigh.
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