Chapter 1

Hey guys! Sorry it's taken me so long to write I just have been either lazy, or busy with homework. This is my first Hunger Games fic, along with my first Peeta/Gale fic. Just so you know I'm a true hunger games fan because I read the books as soon as they came out, then when the movie came out the people I had told to read the books ages ago started telling me to read them. I was just like "Growl!" anyway I'm team peeta all the way. Well I hope this is an adequate fic for you fans out there. Constructive criticism is always appreciated, but don't get carried away. If you flame me then I will let you know now that I will call you out on it and curse at you horribly with sufficient curses, and I will put my angry tirade at the beginning of a chapter so everyone can see it. Hope you guys enjoy:)

Disclaimer: If you're dafter then I gave you credit for then this is just for you. Despite popular belief I do NOT own the Hunger Games, even though my last name is in fact Collins (true) I don't actually have any connection other then admiration with Suzanne Collins.

Summary: What if Katniss was never Peeta's real crush? What happens when he talks to the person who is? what will happen after that? Sucky summary I know but I couldn't think of anything that wouldn't give it away completely. It takes place kind of during/before Catching Fire.

peetaXgale if ur a homophobe then don't read it, actually do read it. Maybe I can gross you out. (if you ask me, anti-gay people are the actual heathens)


As Peeta walked through the woods he nervously wiped his hands on his pants. When he stopped to look around (realizing he actually had no idea where this meeting was taking place) he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. "Geez, don't do that." Peeta started, "How did you even find me?"

"Well you kind of sound like a hovercraft so it was pretty easy." Gale smirked, rolling his eyes as Peeta blushed. "So why are we meeting exactly?" Gale asked, raising an eyebrow.

Peeta gulped and took a deep breath, gathering confidence. "Well, I… uh, I wanted to… eh-" "Come on, spit it out." Gale sighed. Inside he was extremely curious as to what Peeta wanted, not daring to hope he could be that lucky if it was what he really wanted Peeta to be thinking.

Looking a little scared, Peeta straightened his stance and looked Gale straight in the eyes, "It's you." He said simply. "Huh?" Gale asked, hoping beyond hope that he wasn't setting himself up for failure.

"It's you, not Katniss. I've never loved her but I had to keep up the act so we would get out alive. I'm not sure about her but that's not my problem. It's never been her… It's always been you." Peeta finished and looked away, fearing Gale's reaction. 'Stupid! Now he's going to hate you forever and go and tell her straight away and-' His thoughts were cut off as he felt lips on his own.

Gale had been reeling after that confession, so overjoyed that he did the only thing he could to properly convey his feelings. Gale Hawthorne the hunter; who was supposed to hate Peeta because of his alleged jealousy of his place with Katniss, promptly kissed the Bakers son, the man he loved. Peeta Mellark.


Sorry it's so short. Actually I'm planning on all of the chapters being relatively the same length, cuz it's the page length of my note book that im writing this in. Anyway I hope you liked it and please please please R&R. I'll ne typing the second chapter soon cuz I hav it written already I just have to type it (which is wat takes so long) :)