Imagine: Liam Hemsworth

The first chapter was sadly lost, sorry. It didn't include much of importance. Sorry the first chapters are so short. They were originally meant for instagram captions. Also, my writing here is so horrible. I started this in grade eight and am now in grade ten so the later chapters are much much better. Enjoy!

You've been walking around the building that Liam is in for about 15 minutes partly out of excitement and partly because you forgot where you parked your car. You sit on the bench beside the back entry of the building and crack open your Hunger Games, running your finger along his signature over and over. You keep remembering his deep Australian accent, how he said your name so silently as he wrote it after he wrote "may the odds be ever in your favor". You place the book into your tote and slide out your phone from the back pocket of your tightest fitting jeans. You bring up the picture of you and Liam and smile. But wait... You zoom in on Liam's eyes and they're not focused on the camera but rather... Oh my gosh. He was looking at your ass! Liam Hemsworth was staring at your butt! You know that you should feel repulsed but wow. He's the guy who you've written numerous fanfictions over. The guy who you've said was going to be your husband. You smirk a little and slip your phone back into your pocket. None of his other fans got that treatment, did they? You let out a giggle that would be a squeal if the back entrance didn't open.