SabinaArmani

Incredible! 3200 reads on Peeta's POV. I couldn't be happier. I wonder where the count will be come the one year anniversary!?! ;p

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If I were a month, I’d be April
          If I were a day of the week, I’d be Saturday.
          If I were a planet, I’d be Saturn.
          If I were a sea animal, I’d be an Jellyfish.
          If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a Bookshelf.
          If I were a flower, I’d be a Orchid. 
          If I were a kind of weather, I’d be a Hurricane. 
          If I were a colour, I’d be Violet. 
          If I were an emotion, I’d be Compassion. 
          If I were a fruit, I’d be an Pomegranate. 
          If I were an element, I’d be Fire. 
          If I were a place, I’d be Orlando, Florida. 
          If I were a taste, I’d taste like a Cappuccino. 
          If I were a scent, I’d be Cinnamon. 
          If I were an object, I’d be a Pencil. 
          If I were a body part, I’d be Lips. 
          If I were a song, I’d be After the Storm by Mumford and Sons 
          If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be Biker Boots.

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Catching Fire & Mockingjay Parallels - Katniss & Peeta
          
          Catching Fire 
          
          The laughter drains from those eyes, and they are staring so intensely into mine, it’s like they can read my thoughts. “The locket didn’t work, did it?” Peeta says, even though Finnick is right there. Even though everyone can hear him. “Damn it Katniss!” Peeta exclaims suddenly. 
          
          Before I have a chance to react Peeta grabs my face in his hands and kisses me. It’s violent, forceful. It frightens me, as if Peeta knew we had little time left. The thought that this may be our last kiss was unbearable. So I immersed myself into it, clutching him in my hands. Wishing to never let go.
          
          Suddenly, Peeta’s lips retract from mine. I stand paralyzed in his arms. When I open my eyes, Peeta’s lips are pressed to my forehead and his eyes are shut tight as if savoring the moment. As if implanting it into his memory.
          
          "I can’t lose you." Peeta whispers, a single tear trickling from his eye. Tears well in mine but I fight them. 
          
          "You won’t." I say, my hands now pressed on his. Peeta opens his eyes slowly and gazes down at me smiling. 
          
          "You’re such a terrible liar, Katniss Everdeen." He smiles, kisses my forehead again. Peeta extends his thumbs to my cheeks and wipe the tears that escaped my eyes. “Better not let them see you cry."

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Mockingjay
          
          Only one figure stays huddled against the wall. “Peeta,” I say. There’s no response. Has he blacked out? I crouch in front of him, pulling his cuffed hands from his face. “Peeta?” His eyes are like black pools, the pupils dilated so that the blue irises have all but vanished. The muscles in his wrists are hard as metal.
          
          “Leave me,” he whispers. “I can’t hang on.” I as stand back, thinking, pacing then suddenly…  
          
          “Damn it Peeta!” I exclaim. Fury rises in my chest. Slinging my bow around my shoulder. I stride toward him and take his face in my hands. I kiss him madly, deeply, passionately. Unleashing all my rage into the last kiss I will ever plant on his soft pink lips. 
          
          His whole body shudders but I refuse to release my grip. Suddenly, he relaxes and kisses me back. As we hold each other, tears begin to string my eyes. After a long moment, I snatch my lips from his, dying for breath.
          
          “Don’t let him take you from me.” I gaze at Peeta with nothing left but my anger to hold onto. 
          
          Peeta’s panting hard as he fights the nightmares raging in his head. “No. I don’t want to…” 
          
          I clutch his hands and kiss them. “Stay with me.”
          
          Peeta’s eyes open, revealing clear blue irises. His pupils dilate rapidly and he blinks. “Always,” he murmurs.