I Found You

Katniss runs into college classmate Peeta Mellark and they start catching up. They become inseparable, will they live a happily ever after?


22. Night before Honeymoon


After the reception, Peeta and I went to the hotel my mom booked us. It was right down the street from where the reception was held. My mom said that this is where we were staying until our honeymoon. I know, the couple should go to their honeymoon right after, but change of plans. Mom said that our honeymoon was a surprise.

"Kat? Did you order room service?" Peeta asked, coming into the room.

"No, but I have a pretty decent idea as to who ordered for us." I say, getting up from the couch.

Peeta sets the tray of what I assume is breakfast on the bedside table. He lifts up the covering that's on top of everything. My eyes bulge at the sight of bacon. Oh my god. Peeta sees my reaction and chuckles.

"Kat, you have that look in your eye again." Peeta says. Yeah, bacon and some other things put me in a daze.

Peeta spots 2 plates and sets up breakfast and pours juice into 2 cups. We dig in to scrambled eggs, buttermilk pancakes, sausage, bacon, hash browns, and toast. Damn.

After our "breakfast feast", Peeta and I sit there, stuffed. We are so much, I feel like I'm gonna pop.

I notice that there's an envelope under the platter where the bacon was.

"Peeta, did you notice the note under the bacon platter?" I ask, confused. He looks over and he furrows his eyebrows and shakes his head.

I grab the envelope and tear it open. BRUH, it's that fancy paper, this must be good.

Might as well read it out loud.

"Dear Mr. and Mrs. Mellark,

Congratulations on your wedding! To celebrate your love for eachother, we've set up your honeymoon in Rio de Janeiro. We've decided to be generous hosts and pay for your honeymoon. Have fun and May the Odds be Ever in your Favor."

I sit there, wide-eyed and Peeta's expression is the same. Are we really going to Rio?

"Peeta, we're going to Rio! Oh my God! 2 weeks in Rio!" I squeal. Peeta laughs at my excitement. I start jumping up and down and manage to pull Peeta in my "happy dance".

After we fangirl for what seems like forever, Peeta and I decide to go to our apartment to pack for Rio.

After we pay for the room and stuff our bags in the car, Peeta and I head to our place.

When we step foot inside, we rush to our bedroom to pack for our honey moon.

After 1 1/2 hours of packing, Peeta and I are finally done. Anything and everything we could possibly need for Rio is in our suitcases. I managed to get both of our passports and ID's and put them in my purse.

"Peeta, do you still have that note from the hotel?" He nods. "What's the date of the honeymoon?" I ask.

Peeta reads through the letter again then looks up. "Tomorrow" he says. I nod and my phone rings. It's my mom. I swipe to answer.


"Katniss, hon', check your mail, your plane tickets came in. You and Peeta leave tomorrow, make sure you have eveything you need, especially passports. Okay love you, bye sweetie" she hangs up. Ok then.

Peeta looks at me, as if asking me, "eveything ok?".

"Mom called, our plane tickets are in the mail. She sounded rushed." I said.

Peeta nodded, then walked out the door, I assume to our mailbox.

Minutes later, he came back with a Manila folder and some other envelopes, bills, most likely.

He set the stuff on the kitchen counter and grabbed the Manila folder first. He opens it and pulled out 2 plane tickets to Rio de Janeiro. Lucky for us, we sit next to eachother. Thank god. I would hate to have Peeta sit next to another girl, we would have a problem. Any chick who wanna touch my man is gonna get cut.

I must've said that out loud 'cause Peeta chuckles and pulls me in for a hug. He pulls back smiling, then he kisses me.

"Kat, you don't have to worry about cutting some chick. You're my one and only. No one's taking me from you. I love you too much." He whispers.

I look into his eyes, I see so much love in his eyes. He looks at me with his big blue eyes. Sapphire and hazel mixed with specks of gold. There's not one day where Peeta doesn't have that look in his eye.

All of a sudden, my phone rings. It's my mom.

"Kat, honey, are you and Peeta packed yet?" She asks.

"No, why, the plane doesn't leave 'til tomorrow." I say. Peeta is listening, curiously.

"Sweetie, it's never too early to pack for your honeymoon, always be prepared, so chop chop, get packing. Love you, I'll call you tomorrow, bye honey. Oh and tell Peeta I said hello." She says.

"Alright mom, love you too. Bye." I say and hang up.

I turn to Peeta and smile. I wrap my arms around his torso and breath in his scent. Old Spice. God I love this smell. Is that weird? Don't care.

"So what did your mom say?" Peeta asks.

I smile and lift my head up, basking in his features. Toned jaw, curly blond hair, long lashes, and oh so kissable lips.

"She just asked if we were packed and that it's never too early to pack for our honeymoon. Ooh and she told me to tell you 'hi'" I say. Peeta nods and smiles.

"Well, let's get packing. God knows when she's gonna call to wake us up and from what I know, you, my little lady, aren't much of a morning person." Peeta says, mockingly. He sticks his tongue out and makes a run for it.

Oh I'm 'bout to get him good.

I break into a run and chase throughout the hotel room.

After a while, he randomly stops and turns around and I run into him, full force. He falls back, pulling me with him. We end up on the floor with me on top of him.

"Jesus Peeta, did you have to stop?" I say, lifting my head up to get a glimpse of his gorgeous face.

Peeta gives me a cheeky smile and nods.

"Yup, 'cause that way, I can do this," he says.

He leans in and kisses me passionately. He tries to pull back, but I catch his lips again. I feel him smile against my lips and I smile as well.

I stand up and hold my hands out for him. He smiles and stands.

"So, Mrs. Mellark, what do you want to do today?" He asks in a cheesy voice.

I laugh. Well tomorrow we head to Rio, and today I wanna be lazy. We could have lazy movie day with room service.

"Well, Mr. Mellark, I'm feeling a bit lazy, and it'd be fun to watch movies all day and order room service." I say. He smiles and nods. He grabs his car keys and his shoes and jacket. I give him a confused look and he chuckles.

"Hon', let's go rent the movies, buy pizza, and come back, order room service and watch the movies, and return them tonight after we watch them or in the morning before the flight." Peeta explains.

I nod and run to get my shoes, my purse, phone, and my jacket. I run back, barefoot, to the door. Peeta laughs and pulls me to the elevator. There, I shove on my vans and tie my hair up in my braid.

We get in the car and we go to CVS to get the movies from that Redbox. We decide on 22 Jump Street, Divergent, X-Men: Days of Future Past, and A Million Ways to Die in the West.

We go to Dominoes and order a large meat lovers pizza, a medium Hawaiian pizza, and a medium pepperoni and cheese pizza with breadsticks. We get a Sprite as well.

We head back to the hotel and pop the movies in and eat most of the pizza. Me, being the biggest pizza-lover, ate 3 slices of pepperoni and cheese, 5 of the meat lovers, and 2 of the Hawaiian. After my last slice, Peeta stared at me in awe.

"What? I love pizza, pizza fixes everything." I say. Peeta chuckles and wipes the side of my mouth. Oh my god, I have sauce all over my face?!?

"Man, I love you. You're so small and beautiful but you eat like a trucker. You are freaking awesome, baby." He says. Oh my god. He's so sweet! I may not see it, but I feel my face flush.

I smile and kiss him. He puts his hands on my waist and pulls me closer. I pull back and whisper in his ear.

"Babe, we have a big day tomorrow, we gotta clean up"

He nods and helps me clean up the empty pizza boxes and the empty Sprite bottle. We'll just return the movies tomorrow before our flight. After everything's cleaned up, Peeta and I plop into bed. Peeta wraps his arms around me and I immediately fall asleep.

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