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-Maxon's POV-

I thought I was going to lose her, but here she was breathing and very much alive. I don't know how long I've been staring at her, I can't just help it. My father has always taught me to never lose to my emotions but this feeling—this love, is just unsurpassable. Well not that I was trying. She was too damn irresistible, I could barely stop myself from touching her. 'Maxon, what kind of a gentleman are you? She just woke up yesterday and you're already thinking of that.' I sighed. Sometimes I can't help but think I was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

I looked around the room and found a foldable chair. I moved it so that I could sit right beside America. She was sleeping soundly. 'How could someone be so beautiful even at sleep?' I thought. I was supposed to be doing paperwork right now but I can't bear to leave her. I'm too scared to leave this moment. What if this was just a dream? What if something happens? What if the rebels comes back? I can't stop being paranoid. Not when, I was so close to losing her.

"Hey, are you ok?" she said, rubbing her eyes.

"You're awake?" I said out of shock. 'What kind of a question is that, Maxon? You can be incredibly stupid at times.' I thought to myself.

America let out a chuckle. "Well, someone kept staring at me."

I blushed furiously. 'How smooth, Maxon. She's probably going to think you're some kind of a pervert.'

"I— Th-There was nothing else to look at!" I stuttered. Saying the most unreasonable and incredibly ludicrous excuse I have ever formulated.

She looked at me with wide eyes for a second, but then started laughing heartily. Beautiful. The sound of her voice was music to my ears. I would humiliate myself again and again if that would make her laugh.

"That is the worst excuse I have ever heard in my life, Maxon Schreave." She said, still laughing.

I blushed yet another deeper shade of red. "If only I didn't love you…" I mumbled out.

"Come again?" she smiled smugly.

"I said…" An idea popped out that made grin. I stood up from the chair and moved towards her. She looked at me, confused. 'Payback time.' I mouthed and started tickling her.

"NO! Stop! Stop!" America shrieked. She was laughing so hard right now. I should have done this ages ago.

"MAXON! HAHAHA" She wriggled. "Stop! You're going to pay for this!" She said trying to look angry but failing miserably.

"hmm... I think I'd like that." I answered back.

"No! HAHAHA Seriously, stop!"

"What's the magic word?"

"You're hopeless!" she said while trying to get a hold of my hands.

"That's not the magic word." I said, playing innocent.

"please stop!" She let out.

"Come again?"

She looked at me as if saying 'Unbelievable'. I just smiled and continued tickling her.

"No! No! Maxon, please, I beg of you to stop!"

"With cherry on top?" I grinned.

"Yes!"

Satisfied with the outcome, I stopped tickling her. She scooted to the other side of the bed and glared at me. "You know, for a prince, you're pretty immature."

I raised my brows and smirked "Only to you."

She rolled her eyes and then rested on the bed once again. She looked really exhausted which made me feel a bit guilty.

"I'm starting to think you're a sadist." She said a bit whinny, rolling to her left so that her back was facing me. 'In normal circumstances, whining would probably irritate me but America defies all logic and reason. Even with her whining voice, all I could think of is how cute and irresistible she looked like.

I let out a sigh. I removed my shoes and crawled my way up to the bed and to her side. I lay down next to her and placed my arm around her waist. "I just can't help it. You make me do crazy things." I said sincerely, as I buried my head onto her neck, breathing her scent in.

We didn't move for a while. Only silence filled the room. After a few minutes, I could feel her breathe in deeply and out. She moved herself so that she was finally facing me again. She looked into my eyes and so did I. I wished this moment would last forever.

"What about Kriss?" She asked, looking down.

Wait, What? Is this girl serious?! Doesn't she know how madly in love I am with her? "Sometimes, you can also be incredibly stupid. Haven't I shown and SAID that you're the one I love? What proof do you want more, in order to believe me?!" I said, placing my index finger underneath her chin, lifting her head a bit so that our eyes met. "You've always been my pick, America."

I leaned forward so that our lips would meet. We started out slow and gentle, like we were trying to reassure where our relationship stood. I then bit her lower lips teasingly, making her moan and open her mouth. I can't help but adore her. I slid my tongue into her mouth, tasting every bit of her. If only we didn't need to breathe, I would have never stopped. No matter how much we kissed and touched, I just can't get enough of her.

"That was amazing." She panted, still gasping for air.

Hearing her say those words made me blush.

"It would have been perfect if we weren't doing it in a hospital." She laughed out and then looked at me again. "I'm just so tired of this room."

"You know what Doctor Matthew said. Just a few more days." I let her rest on my shoulder.

"I know..." she let out.

"Once you're discharged we can go to all the places you want to go to." I offered. Seeing her like this made my heart ache. I wish I could do something for her. I suddenly thought of an idea. "I know a place."

"What?" her face stricken with confusion.

I stood up and went to the door, opening it slightly. I surveyed the area, seeing if the coast was clear. "What time does the nurse comes to check up on you?" I asked.

"Uhm… 2 hours from now. Why?" She replied, still sporting a confused look.

"I have an idea." I grinned. I got my phone and called Mary to help do me a favour. 15 minutes later she was outside the room carrying a bag of clothes.

"Thank you." I mouthed.

"I'm glad to help, Prince Maxon. We can't wait for Lady America to come back to the castle." She smiled.

"Me also." I smiled back, watching her leave the hallway before I closed the door once again.

"Who was that?" America asked looking at me then towards the bag I was carrying.

"Later. You have to wear this first." I handed her the bag.

"What for?"

"We're going to sneak out." I beamed.

She looked at me with astonishment and then started laughing. "You're incredible."

"I know" I said quite smugly, smirking at the end.

"And I don't mean in a good way." She added, rolling her eyes at me. "Turn around, I'm going to change." And so I did.

"No peeking." She added.

"Yes, mam." I replied.

"Done."

"Ready?"

"Yep"

"Let's go." My eyes glistering with mischief.

-still Maxon's POV-

We snuck out to a garden near the hospital. There was a picnic blanket lying on the ground while a picnic basket sat on top of it.

"How?" She asked.

"I'm the prince remember." She rolled her eyes at me. I offered my left hand, which she took, and led her towards the blanket and sat down. I took out the sandwiches from the picnic basket. I poured down fresh orange juice into two small paper cups.

"Here." I gave America a piece of sandwich and the orange juice.

"Thanks." She took I bite and I swear upon my heart that she actually shivered in delight. I looked down at my food. 'Is the sandwich really that good?' I pondered.

America seemed to have read my mind and said "I'm sorry. It just felt like ages since I've eaten something good. I've been out for so long and the hospital food tasted disgusting."

"Then eat as much as you want." I chuckled, taking out more sandwiches from the basket.

After eating our fill we went to sit down under a shade of a tree. I was about to doze off when America suddenly threw a caterpillar at me. I gasped in surprise and flung my arms. When the caterpillar was out of sight, I glared at America. It wasn't like I was scared of bugs or the like but I don't appreciate people trying to startle me, especially when I'm sleeping. She stuck her tongue out, trying to provoke me. 'So this is how you like to play it huh?' I grinned.

I stood up and caught a beetle. She knew what I was going to do and so she stood up. Before she could escape I threw the beetle at her. I didn't expect that it would go inside her clothes but it did. She started screaming so I ran towards her and helped her out.

Once the beetle was out of her clothes she gave me a menacing look but she ended up looking like a child who tried to look angry. She might have sensed that she looked ridiculous because she also started laughing.

"You're going to pay for this, Maxon Schreave!"

"If you can catch me." I challenged.

"Oh, I can." She grinned evilly and I took off.

After only running for about 20 seconds I couldn't hear her footsteps anymore. 'Did I ran too fast?' I though and so I turned around.

My blood ran cold. No. No. No. No. "America!" I shouted out, running towards her as fast as I could.

Note: No insect/bug was harmed in the process of making this chapter :p