Sorry this is short but the next one is longer! Enjoy!
When I woke up I was in my bed, my room was clean though I assumed it hadn't been like this when I got here. I was alone, sun was streaming through the window, it was gorgeous, and the most beautiful sunset I had ever seen. Slowly I tried to pull my legs out of the covers it took a while due to the stupid cast but there were crutches beside my bed and I used those to reach the window, at this point the sunset was nearly gone but I saw something even better, Maxon was in the garden holding his camera to his eye. But he wasn't taking a picture of the fading sunset; the lens was pointed toward me. I raised my arm to my ear and tugged it gently; he caught a picture of that too before tugging his ear then walking toward my room.
I swiftly tried to straighten up then gave up, it was no use, I hadn't brushed my hair in nearly three days and I was still in my hospital gown. I heard a swift knock on the door and started to hobble over toward it when Maxon opened it without waiting, he seemed rather impatient.
"Did you sleep well, my dear?" He said with a smirk. I let it slide this time but gave him a small glare in return.
"Fine, thank you, how did I get here?" I asked, a little worried that I had slept through whatever had taken me here.
"I carried you, of course," Maxon replied. He started pacing and I knew something was wrong.
"America," he continued, "Did you mean it yesterday, or rather this morning, when you said you were sure you loved me?" He rushed all this out in one breath and took a long pause before he looked me in the eyes.
I was so surprised it took me a minute to respond and at that point Maxon looked rather dejected. When I saw this expression I immediately felt bad, I was giving him the wrong idea, "Oh, Maxon," I exclaimed apologetically, "I'm sorry I was just so surprised you would think that I didn't, yes I meant it," I looked at the floor and took a breath before saying what I had been waiting to say since that moment in the hospital, "I love you."
Maxon sucked in a quick breath and leaned in to kiss me, I didn't notice he had gotten so close.
I reached up to wrap my arms around his neck and the crutches fell out from under my arms. We barely noticed the clatter as his arms wrapped around my waist, deepening the kiss. When we came up for air we were both breathing heavy and smiling like idiots.
"America?" Maxon whispered like he was telling me a secret.
"What?" I responded in the same way.
"I love you, too," He told me with so much emotion and adoration, I knew it was true.
Quote: "Everything falls into the hands of music eventually"