The End (AE of The One)

Maybe?

America POV
"That was beautiful America! Why didn't you tell me how good you are at singing?" It was Amberley that spoke up, even though she was accompanied by Maxon and Celeste.
"Sorry mom I never got around to it I guess."
"I am very sorry I broke your vase though."
"It's fine. I didn't really like that vase anyway."
"Mom, Celeste can I talk to America for a second alone?"
"Of course sweetie!"
They left the room leaving us alone in my room.
"Was that song about me, dear?"
He spoke of it like all of his hope rested on my answer.
"Well, first and foremost I am not your dear, but yes it was about you."
"Really?"
"Yep, that song is all about you."
"Wow you actually think I am worth a whole song?" I look for sarcasm but there was no trace of any. Did he actually think he was worthless?
"Of course Max." I said smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
" Well America I need to go work on a project but I'll catch you later."

I can't seem to understand why Maxon is acting so strange. He's just not his confident self. Now, I know what you're saying," America you forced him to wear a dress. Of course he's not as confident!" Well, I think it's something more than that. I think it's about time I give him another big hint on where his clothes are.

I walk almost gracefully to his room and knock on the door.

"Maxon? You in there?"

"Yeah one sec America." He said from the other side of the door. The parcel in my hands is hidden behind my back. His door finally creaks open.

I smile and say," How are you doing?"
"Well, given the situation not very good."
"What if I said I got you a present to make you feel better?" I got on my tiptoes and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"Was that the present, because it did help."
"No, this is." I handed him the box wrapped in grey wrapping paper.
"America you didn't have to!"
" Yes I did! Just open it up!"
He carefully took off the wrapping paper and opened the box , exposing the black suit under the lid.
I shot him a smile. "Do you like it?"
"Of course I do America! I mean I still want the other ones too but you know."
"It seemed like you had something important to say so I got you one."
"I am so going to wear it to dinner! Oh and could you come back here after?"
"Absolutely! See you at dinner Max!"
I left his room and went to get ready for dinner.
"Hey guys I want to look really nice tonight so do you guys have anything left over from a Report or something?"
Anne spoke up saying," Actually I have a dress that I just finished if you want to wear that."
"Could you go get it for me please?"
"Certainly America!"
When she returned I saw the true beauty of the gorgeous gown. It a blue ball gown with a sweet heart neckline and off shoulder sleeves. It was sprinkled with little butterflies and it had an almost ombré bottom.

"Anne this is the most beautiful dress I have ever seen!"
"You're too kind Miss, I haven't even shown you the shoes yet!"
Now the shoes were amazing! They were clear and cut like diamonds and had butterflies on the top of my toes.
"Um is this glass?"
"Yes there actually very comfortable as you'll see!"
Mary and Lucy chimed in " You must get your hair and makeup done now!"
After they were done I looked like a true princess. My hair was in long loose curls and my makeup was light and simple, just as I liked it.

There was a knock on the door. "America you in there?"

"Yeah. Close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Please?"

"Fine; they're closed."

"Mary open the door please."

She opened the door and stepped out of the way.

"And, open." His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head. Well, I must look better than I thought.

"Whoa."

"I take you like it?"

"Ah- Um You look very beautiful. You know I'm rarely speechless."

"Yeah, you never seem to want to shut up." He chuckled.

" Oh, haha very funny." His voice thick with sarcasm.

"Why thank you sir! I thought it was quite funny myself."

He held his elbow out to me." Shall we darling." he wiggled his eyebrows at the last word.

I snorted;"You are very strange, but I suppose so."

We walked down to dinner in silence smiles planted on both of our faces. As we stepped in I heard the last voice that I expected to hear.

"Why hello Maxon and America."

How and why did that evil, backstabbing, and awful king get out of his coma. CLARKSON!

Look a wild Fan fiction writer appeared! Okay I have a few things to say to you:

1. Finals

2. Standardized tests

3. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THE CROWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

5. You didn't realize I skipped 4

So, My precious readers (Enter the scary guy from Lord of the Rings) I want some comments and votes to see if you want to see this story continued. Do you want King Clarkson to be nice or the awful monster he was before? Tell me in the comments.