What are the chances you’d ever meet someone like that? Someone you could love forever, someone who would forever love you back? And what did you do when that person was born half a world away? The math seemed impossible.
For everyone who went to Best Buy and tried to take a snapshot or a short video of the Mockingjay Part 1 teaser trailer, even if it was kinda illegal and they got into troubles and were kicked out of the place
THANK YOU, GUYS!
( before trailer premieres )
* catching fire score plays in the background *
His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest slate. I bite my lip.
“Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his hips.
Holy shit. His other hand grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It’s only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth.
I have never been kissed like this.