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Chapter 4: America's POV

An ear splitting sheik filled the room, my hand flew up to cover my ears. Maxon took my hand and pulled me out of the room. We could hear gunshots in the distance and screams of people taking their breaths.

We ran down the grand staircase and turned down to a narrow corridor. When we reached the dead end, Maxon put his other hand on a brick in the wall, the bookcase slide off the wall to reveal a large metal door.

He entered a code into the panel and opened the door, letting me in first. After he walked in and shut the door behind him, he escorted me down a flight of stairs that creaked with every step.

When we finally reached the safe room I was taken aback by the simplicity of it. I finally concluded that this room must be a servants safe room, not the Royal family's. Inside the room was a small restroom, a cot and a small stock of food and supplies that would last us a few days

"There is an entrance to the Royal safe room in the Princess Suite, your room, but I wanted to be alone with you for a little while." Now he was the one with the blush creeping up his neck and residing on his cheeks.

We made our way over to the cot and sat down, it was the perfect size for two. We sat and talked for what seemed like forever. He had his arm around me and I was melted into his side, my head on his shoulder.

"We should probably try to get some sleep," he read my mind. I was confused when he stood up and got a few of the extra blankets to set on the floor. "What are you doing?" I asked, curious.

"I'm going to take the floor tonight. Your still healing, and I want you to get some rest." He gave me the most loving smile. My face must have been as red as my hair when I finally had the courage to muster out, "the cot is big enough for the both of us.." I was on my side, facing away from him when I said that, so I didn't know if he even heard me.

I felt the bed dip and was greeted by Maxon laying next to me. I moved closer to him, I felt him tense up and I felt so stupid. You don't even remember him! For all you know, you met him 2 weeks ago.

Those thoughts were silenced when he put an alarm under my head acting like a pillow, and one around my waist, bringing me even closer to him. He whispered, "I love you America Singer with all that I am and all the moon and stars." With that a memory flooded my thoughts.

It was him! He was hovering over me, saying those same words, but with tears in his eyes. I felt a sharp pain on the side of my head and I couldn't help but cry out. "AMES! Are you ok?! What happened?" He shot up next to me checking my head for sings of injury.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just remembered something. You've said that before, haven't you? That 'with all the moon and the Stars' thing?" A look of relief washed over his face, "I said that the night... you were shot." He whispered the last part, looking down at our hands that were tangled together.

I could only think of one thing to say in that moment. "I still don't remember, but I think," I paused not sure of how to go on. "I think I love you too." I closed my eyes and went off into a blissful sleep.

Maxon's POV

I fell asleep with America in my arms, My America. My peaceful sleep was broken by a guard shaking my shoulder. The first thing I could register about him was the piercing green eyes, Aspen.

"Good morning Sleeping Beauty!" He grinned at me. Over the past 2 weeks we had developed a brotherly friendship, "Hey Aspen. All clear?" I whispered, hoping not to risk waking America.

"How's Mer doing?" I still don't like him calling her that, but at least I know he has moved on. Lucy is good for him. "She's doing ok, even remembered something last night. I better get her up to her room and let her sleep a little longer."

With that I picked her up bridal style and began the walk up to the 3rd floor. After some debate, I decided to bypass her room all together. I need to sleep a bit more as well, and it will be easier with her in my arms.

I opened the door to my room and shifted her so I had a free hand to pull the blankets down with. I slid her underneath the cream colored sheets and moved to my wardrobe to change. I put on a simple white T-shirt and grey sweatpants, and crawled in next to her.

She subconsciously moved to me, laying her head on my chest. I held her to me by her waist and was finally able to get some sleep.

A few hours later, my eyes opened only to be met with beautiful blue ones. "Hello my dear," she always looks so radiant.

"Still not your dear, but hello all the same."

"Come, let's get ready. We've got a big day ahead of us. I've got a surprise for you! I'll call your Maids to have you ready for dinner, I think it is time we have a proper date."