Alright guys! I know it has been a while, but I have been so busy with school and theatre I have had no time to write (much to my displeasure) I had this chapter about halfway done a while ago, then poof! My computer crashes and all my stuff vanishes :( Well, I hope this chapter was worth the wait!

SugarCakes123: I'm really excited to expand on what happens with Annie, Cashmere and Gloss. I'm thinking about having a flashback chapter, actually. :) I'm glad you enjoy the story!

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ILoveCandy11: Here you go :D

Chapter 5- All I Want

Finnick

"Finnick," she says. Her voice is not as soft as I imagined it to be, but her bell like laughter is contagious. Even the sound of the snort that sometimes slips out is adorable. "Finnick," she continues to say. I just smile and look at her.

"Yes, my love?" Oh, she is perfection! I would pull her down and hold her close to me forever, if forever would allow it.

"Finnick, let's do it." This catches me off guard, but I give in to her wants. Before long, her and I are making out on the bed. I am brushing the lower hem of her shirt with my fingers. It comes off easily. I then do the same with my shirt. Her hands move to my jeans, her delicate fingers clumsily undo the button as we make out. I'm just in my boxers. Annie is in her bra, but still has her jeans on. I help her unlatch the buttons and undo the clasp holding her bra.

Oh she is beautiful. I don't want to take advantage of her though. "Are you sure you want to do this Annie?"

To my enjoyment she nods, but she doesn't speak. Of course, Finnick. Then I realize the flaw in my perfection. The hearing I was convinced I had for a moment is stripped away. The image of Annie disappears too. I am waking up from a dream, a beautiful and wonderful dream, but a dream all the same. Instead, I find myself, head down on the table. There is an awful crick in my neck.

Why hello, Sleeping Beauty. I'm glad to see you could join the party. Jo is the first to notice I'm awake. I stick my tongue out at her and she smirks. You were twitching in your sleep. Your mouth was moving too. What were you dreaming about?

I cross my arms and lean back. What makes you think I was dreaming about anything?

She rolls her eyes. Oh please, I know you, Finn. You were dreaming. Were you dreaming about my sister? I don't say anything. I am not going to lie and deny that I was dreaming about Annie. I was, but I am not going to give Johanna ammunition to taunt me with either. Unfortunately, she takes my lack of response as a yes. You were dreaming about Annie! I knew it!

I roll my eyes. Shut it, Jo. It's not like she would ever feel the same way about me. Jo tries to talk to me for the rest of the day, but I ignore her. I ignore everyone. I cannot get Annie out of my head.

School ended far too quickly. I was anxious to leave and go see Annie. I was nervous for her. Cashmere and Gloss were there today. The way Johanna and Annie acted before she left made me worry. I ran out the building, my backpack flung over one shoulder, and headed down the arts hall, where Annie's last period was, according to Johanna. Sure enough, by the time I get there, Annie is just leaving the classroom. She is walking with a downcast face. Because of her soft features, most people wouldn't notice she was unhappy. Her mouth had a natural upwards curl, so her face was in an almost permanent smile. Combine that with her high cheekbones, big eyes and dark eyebrows, it was hard to detect anything being wrong with her. She had her mouth open a tiny bit, not enough to see teeth or tongue, but enough to see just a little bit of black. Her eyebrows were up, causing her forehead to crinkle. Her head was looking down and her eyes were positioned up, like she was a dog about to get beat. Like she was the six year old child who couldn't understand why his parents were arguing.

Annie was walking by herself, heading my direction, though she didn't see me through the mass of people. I went over to her and tapped her on the shoulder. She let a small smile appear, though it didn't reach her eyes. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to a small alcove in the hall that was unoccupied. Are you alright?

She tried to smile, tried to nod, but shook her head. No, Finnick. I am not alright. She picked up her hands to tell me more when a guy, my height and my build, with golden blonde hair and bright green eyes cornered us. Behind him stood a girl, five foot seven, if I had to guess, with perfect golden blonde ringlets and flawless makeup. The pair looked as though they could have been models. The guy licked his lips as he looked over Annie. His eyes lingered when they reached her breasts. I bit my lower lip as my hand became a fist. I was catching most of what the guy was saying by reading his lips. Come on back, Annie. You know I want you baby. The pig. I could only assume this was Gloss. From where I was standing I didn't get to see Annie's response. I can assume she asked him to go away by the way he was reacting. Babe, I know you miss me. You don't have to pretend.

I gulped and looked at him, placing a hand on Annie's shoulder. Just because I can't hear, doesn't mean I cannot talk. "She doesn't want you. Go away."

The guy looks at me and smirks. Who are you? I haven't seen you before.

"I could ask you the same thing, except I don't care who you are. All I know is that you are bothering Annie," I am focusing on my words. Me and the guy make eye contact until I feel a tug on my arm. Annie's lips are forming the last syllable of my name. There are tears forming in her eyes.

She brings her hands up and starts to sign. Just leave it, Finn. Please.

I shake my head. Annie, I want to protect- Annie's mouth is becoming an 'o' shape and the world goes black.

I wake up on a couch in Mag's living room. Annie is sitting on the floor beside my head, texting on her phone. 'Tell mom I'm not leaving until he wakes up.' She presses the send button. The bar on top of her iPhone 5c sends completely and the name at the top appears. Jo. Annie is texting Jo, about me. Annie is in my living room. I breath in and smell something wonderful cooking. At that point I decide to sit up. I have a headache, and rub the back of my head. Annie turns around and sees that I am sitting up. She throws her arms around me in a hug. I put my arms around her waist and smile. I would be perfectly happy to let her keep her arms around me all day, but sadly, that is not the case. She is the one who pulls away first. Are you alright? I'm so sorry.

I smile at her. She looks even more tired than when I saw her last. Her eyes are rimmed with red and it looks like she has been crying. I'm alright. What happened?

She takes a deep breath and looks at me guiltily, as if she did something wrong. When you were talking to me, Gloss punched you. You were looking at me, so you weren't able to prepare yourself. He hit you really hard and you hit the ground an it you head. You blacked out. Gale and Peeta carried you to Peeta's SUV and drove you here. Johanna and Katniss got into my car and we followed. They all left around seven. I just wanted to make sure you were alright. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry.

I shake my head. Annie, this is not your fault in any way. Don't blame yourself. I pull out my phone and check the time. It's nine thirty-seven. Annie, you've been here for over five hours?

She shrugs. I guess. I mean, I really wasn't paying attention to time. I was just so worried that you wouldn't wake up.

I grab her hands and holding them in mine. "Annie, I will always wake up, for you."

The air around us becomes tense. Annie is blushing, but her eyes don't look away from mine. It's like she can't look away. I can't look away either. I let one of my hands leave and I cradle her face with it. After a moment, I lean in and kiss her. It is a quick kiss, soft and gentle, but more than a peck. This isn't our first kiss, but it is the first one that matters. New Years we were flirting. There was an attraction between us then, but now we are kissing as if we are confessing. I am confessing my feelings for Annie, and she is doing the same for me. The tension between us disappears and it is just us two, as it should be.

Yay, they kissed! Well, please please please leave a review. They really do help me write faster :) Special thanks to my 21 favorites and 30 followers! Wow!

-Juliet