Takes place at the ending of The One, at Maxerica's wedding. Sorry it's really short. Hope you like it!
I steady myself. Maxon and I are finally married!
"America?" Someone calls. I turn and my mother is teary-eyed.
"Mom!" I cry, embracing her.
"I'm so sorry, honey. I'm not trying to ruin your wedding party or anything..." Her voice trails off. "Your dad would'of loved this," She whispers.
I start to tear up, too. She was right. My dad would love this.
"Ames!" I can't even turn around before May embraces me in a bear hug.
"May!" I gasp, exasperated.
She giggles. "Oops, sorry!" I can tell she isn't sorry. I laugh as I steer her to the dance floor.
"Ok, May, here's your time to show me your dance moves," I tease, pushing her out on the tiles.
She instantly starts to dance. I dance with her too.
"America?" I turn and Maxon is holding out his hand. "May I have this dance, dear?" He teases.
I smirk and whisper. "Yes. But don't call me your dear!"
He laughs, and I join in.
"America, do you know how much I love you?" Maxon asks softly.
I lean in and kiss him. "That's how much," I guess.
He lifts up a smile. "Not even close,"
I pretend to think. "Ok, how about..."
I see him smiling in the corner of my eye.
I wait till he least doesn't expect it, and swoop in and kiss him. I catch him by surprise, like I was hoping.
He smiles as he pulls away. "Close," He teases.
"I give up!" I pretend to look serious. Maxon bursts out laughing.
We laugh together. I look up at him, and he looks down at me. Then I know, he really loves me, and I love him.