"You alright?" I asked, leaning on the door frame, looking at Newt who had a small frown on his face. His attempt to tie a bow tie, miserably failed. I laughed while walking over to him and tied it into a perfect bow. "Much better," I said, straightening his suit's collar. "Now you look presentable to attend a party." I grin.

"I could've done it on my own," he said, pouting. My eyes trailed down to his lips, with a feeling of sudden urge to kiss him. Shaking my head a little, I stepped away from him. Clearing his throat, Newt looked down at his feet before saying, "Let's get going, shall we?"

I smiled and a gave a small nod. The both of us left the room and headed towards the president's palace, where the engagement party of Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark was being held.
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"Wanna dance?" Newt asked while standing up from the table we sat at. I was in the middle of eating a cupcake when he did, so with a frosting- filled mouth I mumbled incoherently, "Sure!". He chuckled as I gulped the cupcake down, wiping my mouth with a napkin. We went towards the side of the dance floor and I wrapped my hands around his neck and he placed his on my hips. Starting into those chocolate brown orbs, my heart started beating erratically at the little distance between us.

"Did I mention you look beautiful?" He whispered, looking right back into my own eyes. I blushed while swatting his shoulder.

"Shut up, Newt."

"Well, I'm not lying." He said, pulling me just a little bit closer. "What if we ran away? Right now? From everyone?" He questioned. My eyes widened as I was rendered speechless. "I wouldn't give a damn about what Snow thinks you know?"

That moment, I felt someone tap my shoulder. Newt's eyes flickered to the person behind me and clenched his jaw in frustration.

I closed my eyes and bit my lip. I turned around, letting my hands fall from his shoulder.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I need to talk to you." Said a man. He looked like he was in his late 40's.

"Uh, who are you?" Newt asked, instinctively holding my hand.

"Plutarch Heavensbee. Head game maker."

"What about Crane?"

"Dead. I'm his replacement. Anyway, miss (Y/n), how about we dance while we talk?"

Newt was about to protest, but I squeezed his hand in reassurance and told, "Hey, it's alright. I'll be back in a moment."

He sighed and let go while replying with an 'Alright'. Plutarch Heavensbee offered me his hand, which I reluctantly took and the two of us made our way to the middle of the hall. Keeping a reasonable amount of distance, we danced.

"Miss (Y/n), I have reason to believe that you dont like our president."

"No shit, he killed my parents" I snapped.

"Yes, I'm truly sorry for that." He said while looking down. "I knew them quite well, they were good friends of mine. Anyway, we have very limited time and I need to know whether you will help us. To bring Snow down." I frowned in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"Katniss Everdeen. She started a spark among the districts when she pulled those berries out. A spark that could turn into a rebellion. A spark that could destroy the Capitol. It could only happen if we have public figures, people who the citizens of Panem love, and Katniss will play an important role in it, so will you and your fellow victors. Especially with the coming events. Are you in?"

Without a moment of hesitation, I said with certainty, "Yes. Anything to make sure Snow gets what he deserves."

With a grin, Plutarch said, "Very well then, I'll tell you all the details soon. Just look out for the mocking bird."

With my eyebrows furrowed, I asked, "Mocking bird?"

"The symbol for the rebellion dear (Y/n), now you need to know that in a few weeks things may seem to change for the worst, but trust me, it is all part of the plan. I will be in touch with you. Tell Finnick Odair and Newt Cresta about our talk. I'll see you soon." With a nod he left and walked towards Katniss, who was swaying along with Peeta to the melody playing in the background.

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Coriolanus Snow had begun his speech and proposed a toast to the newly engaged couple. I sipped the champagne from the glass, shooting daggers with my eyes at the president.

The only thing that stopped me from throwing a knife at Snow was Newt, who stood beside me, holding my hand. While the entire crowd was busy watching the fireworks, I was plotting his murder.

Oh how easy everyone's lives would be if he just died.

Then, something peculiar happened. Snow raised his glass with a disapproving shake of his head and took a gulp of his champagne. But the golden-yellow colour of the champagne turned a dark red as soon as it left his lips. It filled up with blood. He looked down at his glass and looked back into the crowd and then stepped into his room, away from the spotlight. My eyes travelled to where he was looking at and found Katniss Everdeen, a worried expression painted her eyes.

"That was amazing." Newt whispered from beside me, oblivious to what just happened, gaining my attention from Katniss.

"Yeah it was." I said distractedly. "Hey Newt, we need to talk."

"I've been trying to if you didn't notice." He muttered under his breath.

"Sorry 'bout that" I shrugged sheepishly. "Anyway, something's come up."

"What has?"

"There are too many people around, I'll tell you on the way back home."
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"What do you reckon is going to happen?" Newt asked from the couch in his house.

"I dunno" I mumble, trying to figure out what Snow had up his sleeves.

"It is all her fault. Everdeen. If she just kept those berries in her pocket none of this would be happening right now." Finnick grumbled, hugging Annie closer to him.

"Yeah, but she has given people hope hasn't she? A hope for freedom? A life where you don't have to live in fear that your children will get reaped for the games. That is what we all want, don't we?" I said. "Just to live a happy, free live with the people you love the most." I flickered my eyes to Newt, who had his head in his hands.

He rubbed his face and with a sigh got up and said, "Let's just hope that whatever Plutarch's planning works. Cause I would definitely want a life without the games."
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District 8 under lockdown due to the bombs dropped by the Capitol in response to the futile attempt of a revolt by the rebels.

The barren land, full of smoke, of district 8 was being broadcasted on the news. The uprising was because of Katniss and Peeta's engagement. I was sitting on the sofa of my house, when I heard the door open and the sound of footsteps echoed through the house.

"Who is it?" I called out, turning my head away from the screen.

"A peacekeeper who wants to kidnap you and take you to the Capitol so that you can be tortured." Replied Newt, in a voice filled with sarcasm.

"Boohoo. Im so scared!" I retort with a deadpan look. With a smirk, Newt sat down beside me and I leaned my head against his shoulder, snuggling into his warm body. We watched the screen, where people were fighting and peacekeepers were gunning them down. Newt switched the TV off with the remote, not being able to see anymore deaths.

We sat in silence for a while, until Newt spoke, "A lot is gonna change isn't it?" I nodded against his arm. "(Y/n)?" I looked up at his doe eyes, which were filled with so many emotions that I couldn't decipher. "Promise that you'll stay with me through every one of those changes."

"What if things kept changing forever?" I ask, my voice a mere whisper. The proximity between us made my heart beat fast.

"Then stay forever."

That was it. I couldn't wait anymore. Screw the Capitol. Screw Snow. Screw the games. Screw anyone who had anything do to with it. I closed my eyes, leaned forward and pressed my lips against his. My heart leaped out of my chest as my mind went haywire. His brown eyes slightly widened with surprise at my spontaneous move. His eyes fluttered close and I chose that moment to slowly pull away. Our fast breaths mingled, our lips millimeters apart from eachother and our eyes were closed.

I slowly opened my eyes to find his looking right back. I desperately wanted him to say or do something. As an answer, he placed his palm on my cheek and pulled my face close, our lips meeting in the middle. With my hands on his chest, we kissed and the butterflies went wild in my belly. He trailed his other hand down my arm, to my hips and pulled me into his warm embrace. All those years of hidden feelings were poured into this passionate, blissful, mind blowing, kiss. I grabbed a fist full of his shirt and he bit my bottom lip lightly, causing a moan to escape the back of my throat. He kissed me harder.

Almost out of breath, we pulled away together, thereby ending the amazing kiss. Our foreheads pressed together, we stared into each other's eyes, carving this moment of perfect happiness forever into our hearts. He smiled through his heavy breathing, a smile that made me dizzy. I let out a deep sigh of content, and just looked at Newt, the person who I was head over heels in love with, feeling extremely lucky to have kissed him.

"You have no clue how long I wanted to do that for."
I whispered.

"Trust me, I waited longer." He murmured in a deep and groggy voice, his eyes roaming all over my face, taking in all my features and finally landing on my lips.

"I love you, (Y/n) (l/n)."

I probably looked like a smiling idiot, but those words made my heart beat a thousand times faster. With the smile still intact on my face, I leaned in and kissed his soft lips ever so lightly. "I love you more."

He grinned a little and mumbled, "Impossible.", before kissing me again and the fireworks in my heart lit up and made everything so much better. And I wished that this moment would last forever. Just him and I together, and the comfortable feeling of home surrounding us.