**CATO**
"Don't get to close, Hadley."
"You shouldn't let your paparazzi crawl all over you like that,"
"Loverboy."
"If only you CARED Cato! If only you fucking cared!"
"CLOVE!"
I woke up with a start.
"Cato! What, Jesus," CLove said, rubbing her eyes. I looked around to see it was just me and Clove.
"Wheres Marvel?" I asked.
"Hunting," She said nonchalantly. She zipped her coat and fixed her ponytail. "No point in sleeping now." She said.
"Look, Clove. we need to talk." Her hazel eyes look up to meet mine, the moonlight reflecting on them. She's sitting little ways ahead of me. she narrows her eyes and adopts a serious expression.
"No, we don't," She says. she stands up and walks away, and I leap up to catch her arm. She winces at my grip and I loosen it.
"yes, we do," I say, caressing her face.
"Cato," She says, well, mostly says before I smash my lips on hers. When we pull away, she looks at me.
"Do you love me? Truly?" She asks.
"Maybe this will answer," I say before kissing her again.
"Is that a yes?" She says after we pull away.
"It's a definitely."
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YOU ARE READING
We are Coming For You- a story about the lethal lovers from district two
ActionClove Kentwell Is a natural-born fighter. I mean, she's been training her whole life to win the Hunger Games. But is she really ready? Cato Hadley loves Clove. He'd die for her. Literally. But when he volunteers for the Hunger Games to keep her safe...
