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Chapter 4
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Dan Howell was looking down at me as I sat on the floor of the hallway, and this time I knew he was staring directly at me. He apologised to me again and held his hand out to help me back to my feet. Still slightly stunned, I took his hand and it felt soft yet strong as he pulled me up.
"You ok?" Dan asked
I came back to reality with a start and mumbled "uh yeah, I'm fine"
He smiled at me "sorry, I didn't notice you there, wasn't paying much attention. Uh you're Devon, right?"
My eyes widened slightly. He remembered me from the reapings. "Yeah that's me" I knew that my cheeks would be turning red again and tried to lower my head so Dan couldn't see this. I could feel my heart beating 10 times faster than it should be. My hands had to be shoved into my jean pockets to prevent a flailing incident. Or at least one of my hands, the other was still being held by Dan's. I asked myself, why he hadn't let go yet? As though he could read my mind he released my hand and I let it drop to my side
"I thought all the tributes were at dinner right now? You on your way back to your room?" He asked.
"Oh yeah" I mumbled, "everyone is still having dinner. I uh... I thought I'd have a look around the place." His eyes never left mine, and it reminded me of how I felt when I first saw him in the training room. "How come your not at your own home then?" Oh shit that sounded a bit rude, didn't it? I thought, but he just laughed.
"Um well I thought I'd stay in the same building as the tributes. Just until the Games are over." He fidgeted uncomfortably when he mentioned the Games. "So...you want some company back to your room?"
At that moment I started to grin uncontrollably. "Sure thanks".
We started to walk down the corridor and I was sure he kept glancing down at me. Only reason I noticed was because I kept looking up at his perfect features and gorgeous hair. My heart was racing as we talked. I found it difficult to belive that he was wanting to talk to me. I even pinched myself a few times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. We made both got into the lift together and Dan pressed the button to go to my floor first.
The lift reached my floor and I expected us to go our seperate ways then, but Dan stepped out the lift and walked to my bedroom door with me. I turned and leant against the wooden door, smiling shyly at Dan.
"Its been nice getting to know you Devon." He said. " I know I really shouldn't be talking to any of the tributes, but I really like you."
His lips parted slightly and I whispered "do you really mean that?" Dan said he liked me!
"Of course" his one sided smile, made me want to stay in that moment forever. Before I knew what was happening Dan leant down and pressed his lips against mine. Although I had been caught off guard, I started to kiss him back almost instantly. One of his hands caressed my hair while the other held my waist. This moment was perfect and felt like a dream come true. Then I remembered the only reason we're here. The Howell Games. There was no point in spending time with Dan if there was a chance that in a couple of days time I could be killed by one of the other tributes. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him back. Slightly too much force in the shove as he staggered back a couple of steps.
He looked shocked and just stared back at me. He started to stutter "I- I'm so sorry. I shouldnt-"
Before he could finished what he was saying I opened my bedroom door, jumped inside and closed it behind me. I waited until I heard Dan's footsteps fade away and the sound of the lift disappeared. I slumped back against the door, hitting my head off it in the process. Fuck, I said to myself, Dan Howell had just kissed me, and I pushed him away. Well it would all be for nothing if I died in the Games. But he was just so perfect and that made everything so much harder to comprehend. I know that I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about him even if I wanted to, I mean that's what this was all about. Becoming his wife and spending the rest of my life with him. That was if none of the other girls murdered me first.
Dan's POV
What the fuck had I done? I had told myself not to get involved with the tributes like that. I shouldn't even have been talking to Devon. But she was so amazing, and from the time we had just spent together and what Elen had told me, she was just perfect.
When we talked I felt happier than I had felt for a long time, not even Phil had been able to cheer me up. Devon was everything I wanted, and needed in my life. Did I imagine it, or did she kiss me back? No, she couldn't have done. But I had wanted to kiss her, she was smart and funny and so beautiful it made my heart ache. If she died in the Games, then I wouldn't be able to go on.
"You ok?" Dan asked
I came back to reality with a start and mumbled "uh yeah, I'm fine"
He smiled at me "sorry, I didn't notice you there, wasn't paying much attention. Uh you're Devon, right?"
My eyes widened slightly. He remembered me from the reapings. "Yeah that's me" I knew that my cheeks would be turning red again and tried to lower my head so Dan couldn't see this. I could feel my heart beating 10 times faster than it should be. My hands had to be shoved into my jean pockets to prevent a flailing incident. Or at least one of my hands, the other was still being held by Dan's. I asked myself, why he hadn't let go yet? As though he could read my mind he released my hand and I let it drop to my side
"I thought all the tributes were at dinner right now? You on your way back to your room?" He asked.
"Oh yeah" I mumbled, "everyone is still having dinner. I uh... I thought I'd have a look around the place." His eyes never left mine, and it reminded me of how I felt when I first saw him in the training room. "How come your not at your own home then?" Oh shit that sounded a bit rude, didn't it? I thought, but he just laughed.
"Um well I thought I'd stay in the same building as the tributes. Just until the Games are over." He fidgeted uncomfortably when he mentioned the Games. "So...you want some company back to your room?"
At that moment I started to grin uncontrollably. "Sure thanks".
We started to walk down the corridor and I was sure he kept glancing down at me. Only reason I noticed was because I kept looking up at his perfect features and gorgeous hair. My heart was racing as we talked. I found it difficult to belive that he was wanting to talk to me. I even pinched myself a few times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. We made both got into the lift together and Dan pressed the button to go to my floor first.
The lift reached my floor and I expected us to go our seperate ways then, but Dan stepped out the lift and walked to my bedroom door with me. I turned and leant against the wooden door, smiling shyly at Dan.
"Its been nice getting to know you Devon." He said. " I know I really shouldn't be talking to any of the tributes, but I really like you."
His lips parted slightly and I whispered "do you really mean that?" Dan said he liked me!
"Of course" his one sided smile, made me want to stay in that moment forever. Before I knew what was happening Dan leant down and pressed his lips against mine. Although I had been caught off guard, I started to kiss him back almost instantly. One of his hands caressed my hair while the other held my waist. This moment was perfect and felt like a dream come true. Then I remembered the only reason we're here. The Howell Games. There was no point in spending time with Dan if there was a chance that in a couple of days time I could be killed by one of the other tributes. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him back. Slightly too much force in the shove as he staggered back a couple of steps.
He looked shocked and just stared back at me. He started to stutter "I- I'm so sorry. I shouldnt-"
Before he could finished what he was saying I opened my bedroom door, jumped inside and closed it behind me. I waited until I heard Dan's footsteps fade away and the sound of the lift disappeared. I slumped back against the door, hitting my head off it in the process. Fuck, I said to myself, Dan Howell had just kissed me, and I pushed him away. Well it would all be for nothing if I died in the Games. But he was just so perfect and that made everything so much harder to comprehend. I know that I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about him even if I wanted to, I mean that's what this was all about. Becoming his wife and spending the rest of my life with him. That was if none of the other girls murdered me first.
Dan's POV
What the fuck had I done? I had told myself not to get involved with the tributes like that. I shouldn't even have been talking to Devon. But she was so amazing, and from the time we had just spent together and what Elen had told me, she was just perfect.
When we talked I felt happier than I had felt for a long time, not even Phil had been able to cheer me up. Devon was everything I wanted, and needed in my life. Did I imagine it, or did she kiss me back? No, she couldn't have done. But I had wanted to kiss her, she was smart and funny and so beautiful it made my heart ache. If she died in the Games, then I wouldn't be able to go on.
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