America's POV (Point of View)

I have known him for all my life, we have been best friends since the first grade. It has always been Maxon and America. America and Maxon.

The first time I meet Maxon we were in the first grade. I had just fallen after I accidentally bumped into Ted, another boy from my class and Maxon came running and helped me up and took me inside. I couldn't really see Maxon, so when he took me inside I noticed his golden hair and amazing brown eyes. But at that time I never noticed that he was handsome.

After that day we were the best of friends, and when we were younger my older brother, Korta, would tease me and Maxon when he was over at my house. He would always yell

"Maxon loves America. Maxon loves America. Maxon loves America."

And Maxon would always yell

"No, I don't love her, she is just my friend."

And we would always laugh, and whether I liked it or not I would blush a little.

Later on we meet Carter, a brown-haired guy with blue eyes, Marlee, a girl with bright yellow hair and brown eyes, Kriss, a girl with brown hair and brown eyes, Zeke, a guy with brown hair and brown eyes, Trey, a girl with black hair and blue eyes, and Brevin, a guy with yellow hair and blue eyes. And we have been a family for many years, but then something happened…

It was at the end of June, we were in the 8th grade and eating lunch in the cafeteria. We were all having chicken except Zeke he was only having the fries. I don't recall what we were talking about but then suddenly Maxon said:

"I'm moving."

The conversation dropped dead and my heart broke into a million pieces. The silence was growing and we were all staring at him. After two minutes Carter broke the silence and asked:

"Where are you going?"

It was a meaningless question, and I wasn't even looking at Carter. I was just staring at Maxon, surprised and angry. HE IS MOVING?! He wouldn't meet my eyes, he was just staring at his lunch. LOOK ME IN THE EYES! I was screaming in my head. I pushed away my lunch and walked out of the cafeteria. I went into the music classroom and just glided down the wall and began crying.

I heard a noise and I quickly wiped away the tears when I heard someone. It was the girls.

"America, are you okay?"

Marlee asked. I looked up at them and as soon they saw my tears they glided down the wall and sat beside me and Marlee laid a comforting arm on my shoulder and Marlee said:

"It is going to be okay. Remember you will always have us."

I looked up at her and gave her a sad smile. I told her:

"I know. It is just I can't loos him. He is my best friend I have known him for so long time, besides…"

Trey looked at me and said:

"We know you love him, you dont have to say anything."

I looked at her and I was so surprised. THEY KNEW?! I mean I told Marlee that I like Maxon, but the others?

Kriss saw my surprise, she said:

"He likes you too. Only an idiot wouldn't see that."

I looked at her and started laughing. A very sad laugh. We all laughed. I laid my head on Marlee's shoulder and we just sat there for a while.

Maxon's POV

Did she walk out? SHE JUST WALKED OUT! I looked around and saw that the girls ran after America. I was about to run after her when someone stopped me by grabbing my arm and pushing me back.

I knew that it was Carter because he was the only one I sat beside. He looked at me and said:

"Don't. Let the girls handle this."

And after a couple of minutes, America and Marlee came back. I couldn't take my eyes of America. She looked at me and made her sad smile.

I am always like that when I see America sad or hurt. Every time I see that she is hurting I just want to hug her and make all her problems go away. But this time I can't. This time I am the problem.

I never wanted to be.

I love her.

A month went by. We hang out a bit more then we did before, and we had a good time.

We went out to ice cream almost every day.

I have never seen so much ice cream at one place because Zeke ordered a giant one with 10 scoops and jam. He said that he always wanted to get it and enjoy it with us.

But when Trey was about to take a bite he took it away and said:

"Hey. That's mine."

Trey laughed and said:

"I just asked if I could take a bit and you said yes. Moron."

Zeke said:

"I did?"

We all laughed at Zeke's foolishness and then ate our ice.

I am moving in August. We are going to London. My father is getting moved to London. He is a diplomat and this time he is going to London.

London.

Stupid town.

And unfortunately, my mom and I are going with him.

I don't want to go.

I want to stay.

I want to be with my friends.

With America.

I want to hold her.

Want to be with her.

Want to kiss her.

But I can't it would be too cruel.

To me.

And her.

America's POV

He is going away today. He is going to London. He is going to meet other people and I may never see him again.

Stupid London.

We are meeting at my house. We are going to say goodbye. At my house. We are going to say goodbye. Goodbye.

It is 3 p.m and I hear the doorbell ringing. I open the door and he stands outside my door. I looked at him. He stared at me. I was blushing.

I invited him in. Maxon just stood there. He was staring at me, but then he suddenly got out of his trance, and he started to cough. I looked down and we walked upstairs to my room.

I looked at him. He was looking down. I ran into his arms and just hugged him. Maxon realized what I was doing and he hugged me tightly. I said:

"Don't go! Stay here! You can live in my basement! Just promise me you are not going. Promise me you stay here."

He laughed

"I can't. I have to go with my father. Plus you wouldn't be happy." I looked at him surprisingly. "You would have to see my face all day."

I laughed.

"I would never be tired of your face."

I looked up at him and Maxon leaned downAt this point, I didn't know what I was going to do, so when Maxon leaned down and kissed me, I just stood there and enjoyed the moment.

We broke the kiss and I saw that a smile was forming on Maxon's face, as well as my own. I looked down and heard Maxon laugh and ask:

"So friends?"

I looked up at him and started giggling.

"Yeah, friends."

I gave him a punch on the arm and said:

"No, not friends. More."

He started laughing, so did i. And he kissed me again, but broke it way too soon.

"You have no idea how long I have been waiting to do this."

"I know, me too," I said.

I looked at him and said:

"I love you, Maxon Schreave."

He looked at me and said:

"I love you, America Singer. And I promise I will come back."

He looked into my eyes and then said:

"Wait."

I looked at him as he took his phone and started to play a song, I didn't recognize

which song it was in the start. It wasn't before I heard the lyrics I recognized that it was Passenger with Let her go. It hit me like a fist in the stomach.

But we just started dancing. He held me close. And we danced for what felt like hours, and I could have stayed there forever. but then Maxon's phone ran, and he saw that it was his father. so he took it and said:

"I know dad... I'm coming... Give me two minutes..."

I looked at him and said:

"Right here. I will always be right here. So when you are coming back, I am right here."

I saw that joy filling his eyes. I gave him one last hug and he leaned down to give me one last kiss.

I took his hand and we walked downstairs. We stood in the door and Maxon gave me a kiss on the forehead and I felt the tears coming. And I saw the love of my life getting into a car and taking off to London.

Maxon's POV

And like that, the plane landed. I felt the sweet Carolina air as we walked out of the airport.

I am home, I thought.

And I am going to see my friends and most importantly of all.

America.