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AMERICA POV
"America. America wake up!" I hear a voice, but my mind is foggy and I can't tell who it is. "AMERICA" This time it was definitely Maxon, but what was Maxon doing here? I look up , or try to anyways because I am currently being carried over a rebels shoulder. "America!" I look and see Maxon running towards us "Maxon!" I start fighting back; kicking my legs jabbing my nails into him, scratching clawing, whatever it took to break free. This slowed him down enough to let Maxon catch up to us. "Let go of her!" He points the guard's gun squarely at the rebel, why won't he take the shot? Then I realize why I am in the way, he doesn't want to risk hitting me. The rebel turns around to face Maxon this is my chance. I keep struggling fighting, until finally he drops me. Maxon takes his shot. It hits the rebel, and he falls down. We should check if he's dead, but I am too consumed with Maxon. They way he is looking at me.
MAXON POV
I know I just shot someone and I really should care about the fact that I just took a life, but all I can think of is that America is safe, for now. I run over to her. "America, Oh America I was so worried." And without a second thought I kiss her, a deep passion filled kiss.
AMERICA POV
The kiss radiated down my body, and I was lost in it. A crash brought us back down. "Maxon…" I said as I looked around. The rebels and guards were still fighting. "We should get you back to the safe-room. It's dangerous here, you could get hurt." He grabbed my hand, and led me back to the secret entrance to the safe room, making sure we weren't followed. He shut and locked the door behind us. Right before we rounded the last corner to the door entering the safe room. "I'm sorry America, I shouldn't have done that-" "Done what? Save me? I could have been killed! I'm glad you saved me." He looks at me shyly, then down at his feet "No, not about that, about the kiss, I'm sorry I was just so caught up in the moment, and I couldn't resist, and I-I" I could stop his ramblings with a kiss, and I wanted to. What about Aspen though? Could I just forget about him and my love for him? And in that moment I could. "Don't worry about the kiss, the kiss was passionate and wonderful." He looked up at me with longing hopeful eyes, and with a mischievous grin. I took my opportunity and kissed him. It was a slow kiss, at first, tender and sweet, but it grew. This kiss became more powerful and passionate. That moment was pure bliss, and happiness. No thoughts about the rebels, no worry for our lives. Just a sweet, passionate kiss filled our minds, our thoughts. Neither of us wanted to break the moment but we had to, people were definitely worried about Maxon. "We have to go in the safe room now" he said. "I know, we do." I say with a sigh. "I wish I could hold your hand as we walked in." He whispered, and I could tell he was asking for permission. Should I let him? He just saved me, risked his life for mine. It was more than that though, the thought of walking holding hands made me happy, excited even. "Then why don't you?" I whisper back. He smiles. One of those smiles that reaches your ears, then he grabs my hand.