Broken Hearts and Broken Lives - A Maxerica Fanfiction

Chapter Thirteen

ik ik i have been doing shorter chapters but im making up for all the time i lost by doing more soooooo??:))))

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Maxon P.O.V.

"So I'm guessing that means you don't want to go on a honeymoon," I say and raise an eyebrow, putting a curious expression on my face.

"What honeymoon?" She asks, suddenly with a lot of energy, she gets out of bed and does some stretches but then looks back at me.

"I already have our bags packed, meet me at the front steps in ten?" I ask, sitting up and letting my legs hang from my bed.

"Of course," she walks over and gives me a kiss on the list, letting it last longer and as I try to pull her forward onto my lap she suddenly pulls away and laughs.

"We're not even on our honeymoon yet, restrain yourself," she gives one last smile and leaves me in my room as I laugh and think about her while getting ready.

"Ready?" I knock on America's door after waiting fifteen minutes and she opens it, her hair up in a towel with a light green dress.

"No?" she responds, taking the towel out and dumping it on her bed, then quickly braiding her damp hair grabbing her purse.

"About time," I joke a minute later and she rolls her eyes grabbing my hand to take me downstairs.

America P.O.V.

"So where are we going?" I ask for about the fifth time already in one hour on the plane ride.

"A surprise," Maxon responds, groaning at how many times I've already asked

"Just checking," I smile and lean forward for a kiss until the plane shakes, and I fall back towards the window and bump my head.

"Ow," I groan and rub it

"Are you okay," Maxon grabs my hand and pulls me closer to his seat, rubbing my hand and using his other hand to rub my head.

"I'm fine, just a little bump," I laughed and removed his hands, remembering why I hit my head, ugh I had wanted that kiss.

"If you say so," Maxon holds his hands up and before I can try to tickle him he's leaning forward and so I kiss him, letting it go deeper and deeper until I pull away, laughing a little while he looks mad.

"Not until you tell me," I wave my finger in front of his face and he brushes it away.

"Fine." I grabs his book and I laugh to myself, he's like a child.

I read for a bit but then get bored so I rest my head on his lap and fall asleep to the occasional shaking of the plane but his quiet whispers while reading aloud to himself.

"America, my dear, wake up," I feel someone shaking me and lips meet mine and I bolt up, almost hitting his nose.

"Hey what was that for?" he says, looking at me with annoyance

"For calling me your dear, which for one I am not, and two, no kisses yet," I pretend to put and cross my arms, trying not to laugh.

"Too late," he jokes, "anyway we're about to land, you were sleeping for about two hours," he says, "I'm impressed," I laugh and make sure everything is in my purse before buckling my seat belt and preparing for landing.

"Welcome to France my dear!" Maxon says and opens the plane door to a wonderful view of the city.

"Wow.. Maxon thank you," I smile and give him a short kiss on the lips and laugh and twirl around, the city of love, what a romance he is.

"Smile," he says as I face him and he captures me in front of all the buildings, I laugh and stand next to him, leaning my head on his shoulder-

"Wait, Daphne?" I ask up, looking up as he snakes his arm around my waist

"We're only having dinner with them tonight, don't worry, then we'll go to a beach house and you can be mine!" He declares, lifting me up and running me towards the palace that was right behind us the whole time.

"Your majesty's," we greet when they come out,

"King Maxon, Queen America," the king greets back

"Princess Daphne," I nod in her direction since me and Maxon are the king and queen and Daphne is only a princess, she has to be doing all the bowing, I smile thinking of that, that's one way to get her back I think.

"King Maxon, Queen America," she does a short little curtsy and then waits behind her parents, at least she's well behaved this time.

"So sorry for last time, but I assure you, it's only dinner, please tell us if anything goes wrong," the queen says the last part at me and I thank her, I'm glad she gets me.

"Thank you so much the meal was delicious," Maxon says and I nod my head, agreeing, "excuse me for a moment while I go to the restroom," he says quieter to me I nod and let him go, realizing that Daphne left too right after him.

"So sorry but I'm going to go check in on Maxon," I say after about five minutes of both him and Daphne being gone.

"...really? We have so many memories Maxon, are you sure you don't love me?" I hear Daphne ask Maxon right around the corner.

"I agreed to meet you so that you would apologize, not for you to doubt my love for America, anyway we should be leaving," I hear him respond and I smile, he's standing up for me.

"Alright," I hear her whisper, "but here's my parting gift," and I peek as she finishes saying it, giving him a long slow kiss as she pins him against the wall.

"Daphne I–I... That's not right," Maxon finally manages to push her away and I'm glad he did or I would be storming up to them right now.

"Daphne has gotten up to some trouble," I say out of breath to the queen, as soon as I say that Daphne was leaning in for another kiss I didn't wait to watch I sprinted immediately back towards the dining room where the queen and king were quietly talking until I told them, after that I just sat down and waited for what to happen.

"Daphne room now!" I hear her father shout, "how dare you pursue the king on his f*cking honeymoon like that!" wow he must be mad.

"I'm sorry daddy, I promise I'll be good," I hear Daphne cry back, what a liar I think to myself as I help myself to another strawberry tart.

"Sorry for the inconvenience again, we'll make sure she isn't here next time," I hear the queen say to Maxon as they make their way back to the dining room.

"What happened?" I ask Maxon as soon as the queen leaves

"Daphne... Again," I says, not telling me the details

"Well, what did she do?" She tried to kiss me again, and failed, and she said some nasty things about you. But don't worry, we're leaving now, shall we?" He looks at me for forgiveness and I smile.

"We shall," I joke back and take his arm as we head to the limo waiting outside of the castle. I could never stay mad at him for long could I?