I Need Peeta?
A/N- DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THG OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. NB: The song lyrics written like this are to indicate that Peeta's singing , the song lyrics written like this are to indicate that Katniss is singing and the song lyrics written like this ( in bold alone) indicate that they're both singing.
It didn't take long for the ambulance to arrive. After seeing the state he was in when the paramedics put him on the gurney all hope I had that he would make it was lost.
But here I am pacing the floor outside a room he's in hoping they can help him. That they can get the adequate amount of blood back into his system fast enough and he'll be okay again.
When his body went pale and his eyes closed I thought he was dead. I felt like the old, moss covered walls of that alley were closing in on me.
As much as we hated each other in the past , or hate each other now and as much as I refuse to call him my friend it would hurt me terribly if Peeta died.
And I guess it's kind of always been like that and because I didn't understand it I hated him for it.
I still don't understand it.I'm still grounded, should've been home hours ago but I won't...no I can't leave this hospital without knowing the state he's in.
My parents have been calling me since 9:00 PM actually but I refuse to answer, they'll yell at me and I can't handle that right now, Peeta is all I need to see and then I'll consider answering and go home.
Why are they taking so long? These vacant halls with white walls and tiles aren't exactly comforting in a time like this.
Finally the doors swing open and a tall male doctor, with mahogany brown hair and deep green eyes, who is very handsome if I say so myself stands before me.
"I'm Dr. Malik, Mr. Mellark will see yo-"
I don't even give him the chance to finish his sentence instead I push past him and make my way to the bed Peeta is laying on.
He's in a hospital robe and his skin colour is a little closer to it's usual state.
I sit on the edge of the bed and brush a curly lock of hair away from his forehead, he smiles at me weakly.
"Peeta." I say barely above whisper
"Kat." He replies softly
And then I cry again. Instead of my tears starting out small and then gradually getting worse like they usually do this time they start off like a dam has been burst. Then I start making those chocking noises I do when my crying becomes too intense. I also begin wheezing and my chest becomes tight as a result of my asthma.
"Babe don't cry." He pleads
By the look in his eyes I can tell he's actually concerned.
"Please." He pleads again
His eyes opened half mass and his skin still pale.I nod but it doesn't pulls me down so that my legs are next to his, my head is pressed into his chest and our arms are wrapped tightly around each other.
I look up at him and try to give him a smile that says you'll be fine but it doesn't work, instead I cry more and he kisses my nose.
"I'll be fine."
I nod and continue to sob.
"Y-you c-could have been d-dead."
"Yes but I'm not."
"N-not that I care o-or a-anything."
He gives a small laugh.
"We both know that's not true."
I give a little smile and hug him tighter.
"I still don't think this is a good idea."
I lean back against the seat and hold either side of it tightly.
He revs up the engine.
"Kat, it's going to be fun."
"It's GOING to get us KILLED."
"Your being over-dramatic."
"Peeta the doctor said you should rest." I whine
"And since when have you known me to listen to what people say?"
"Why did I get myself dragged into this."
I lean my head back, close my eyes and try not to scream as he steps on the gas and sends us flying over a large abyss and over to the other side.
When we're on the other side he drives the truck around in a circle and goes
While I just cover my face with my hands and take deep breaths.
He stops driving the truck in circles and makes his way back to a main road.
"Wasn't that awesome?" He asks happily
"No. Are you crazy?!"
"Maybe a little bit." He says with a laugh
"Remind me to say no the next time you ask me if I wanna do something fun."
Maybe it's hard,
When you feel like you're broken and scarred
Nothing feels rightBut when you're with me
I'll make you believeThat I've got the keyOhSo get in the carWe can ride itWherever you wantGet inside it
And you want to steerBut I'm shifting gearsI'll take it from here (Oh! Yeah yeah!)
And it goes like this (Uh)
Take me by the tongueAnd I'll know you (Uh)
Kiss me 'til you're drunkAnd I'll show you
All the moves like JaggerI've got the moves like JaggerI've got the moves like Jagger
I don't need to try to control you (Oh, yeah)Look into my eyes and I'll own you
With them moves like JaggerI've got the moves like Jagger (Yeah yeah)
I've got the moves like Jagger
He turns off the radio.
"Shit." He says while pulling into my driveway
"What?" I ask while facing him
"We're at your house, you have to leave me now."
"Just until tomorrow." I say with a smile
"You like me, I like you, we should be together."
"So what are you gonna do about it?"
"What are you going to do about it?" I ask
He smirks and I bite my lip.
"Will you..." He starts and actually looks nervous
"Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes." I say and kiss him full on the lips
I pull away and we smile
"Goodnight Kat, sure your parents will be okay with me borrowing your truck for the night?"
"Of course not, I've been out of the house for 12 1/2 hours and I lent a boy they've never met my truck. They'll be furious."
"Well then keep it, I'll just-"
"You're worth it." I say, kiss the corner of his lips , get out of the car and go into the house.
When I reach the front door I turn around and see him gazing at me. I blush, wave him goodbye and go inside.
A/N-Thanks for the follows, favourites, and reads! The song ' Moves Like Jagger ' and the lyrics are property of Maroon 5. Have a good day/ night :)