A/N: Here it is now. The last chapter for Greye eyes and beautiful smile...:(( I'm just as sad as you are, it got done pretty quickly for my opinion. Try to enjoy the last part.

I love you

Katniss Everdeen stares at the ground beneath her feet. She takes couple quick breaths, and looks at the huge, brown church doors in front of her. This is it. Her wedding day. It came quicker than she thought. She swore she'd never get married, yet here she was. When those doors opened, there was no turning back. Gale stood next to her, ready to give her away. It was good that Gale was giving her away; he was everything she had lost when her father died. Gale offered Katniss his arm, and she took it with a firm grip. She squeezed it a little bit, and Gale moved to whisper in her yer.

"Don't be afraid. You look beautiful" he said and Katniss smiled gratefully.

"I'm not sure what I'm afraid of", she shook her head and looked forward, waiting for the doors to open.

"I do", he said staring deep in her beautiful greye eyes, that always seemed to hypnotize him.

"You may now kiss the bride" the priest said. Finnick took a deep breath, and leaned down to lay his lips on hers. He heard couple sneezes and sniffs. He actually heard his own father crying. His lips touched and he kissed her gently. He pulled slowly back, still mesmerized by her eyes.

"I now pronounce you as husband and wife" the priest announced.

Finnick had one Katniss on Katniss's waist and one held her hand as they danced on the growded dancefloor. They held their bodies close, and Katniss avoided the eyes taht were happily staring them.

"I'm hungry, should we go to eat something?" Finnick asked from Katniss, who simply nodded, but smiled. They walked to the table full with food, and actually caught Madge and Marvel making out in a corner.

"Who would've known", Finnick chuckled and Katniss shook her head.

"We should take a picture, they're probably so drunk that they don't remember this tomorrow morning", she said.

"Yeah, we probably should", Finnick agreed. He looked at the young woman next to him, and leaned down to plant a kiss on her lips. Her lips were soft and tasted like rasberrys, her lip-gloss she wore this day. Everytime he kissed her, it felt lke the first time, he felt the same exitiment, and felt the adrealine rush in his veins when his lips touched hers.

Katniss Everdeen woke up next morning, as the sun shined through her curtains. Her window was open just a little bit, but enough for her to hear the birds singing in the warm day of August. She couldn't remember the dream she dreamed last night, but she had never slept so well in her netire life. She pulled the covers over her head, she wasn't sure what day it was. Was it Monday? Or Wednesday? Perhaps Saturday? In that moment she didn't care, even though she should've. She wanted to fall asleep again, to finish her dream she just had. She hugged her pillow tightly, when she heard a gentle knock on her bedroom door.

"Yes?" she muttered sleepily. She heard the door open and the planket was slowly ripped off of her head.

"It's time for school darling", her father smiled gently at her. She loved her father more than anything.

"Right. School starts again", she quickly got up from her bed and walked to the kithcen for breakfast. Her mother and six year old little sister Prim were already eating breakfast and she joined them. She ate quietly, trying to remember the magical dream she just had. She couldn't remember how did it go.

Simirarly, Finnick Odair got ready for school, trying to remember his dream he had last night. All he could remember was grey eyes and beautiful smile. Thinking about those made him smile, and a pleasant warmth grew inside him. He couldn't wait for today not because he liked school, but because he had seen those eyes before, in school. He couldn't wait to meet the girl with grey eyes and beautiful smile.

White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in her pipe she'll fly to the Motherland
And sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank note
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she'll fly to the Motherland
And sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eyes
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
'Cause we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we'll fly to the Motherland
And sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
or angels die

A/N: That's it. This is it. I seriously had great time writing this, I really did and I'm going to miss writing this forever. Thank you all who reviewed and followed and favourited, I love you all. Everyone who read this story, take good care of youselves okay? Don't take anything from strangers, say thank you and please, be a badass, don't do a suicide. Just live a good life okay? When the weather gets cold put enough clothes on, othervise you'll catch cold. And be home at nine o'clock, no excuses! And I hope I entertained you all, and and made your boring days a little more fun and I'm sorry, I'm going to cry. Just... take care. Kisses, hugs, cookies, pizza and coke to all of you, remember to do your homworks, just... bye.:'(