Hello, my dear (a Maxerica fanfiction)

Awkward?

"Good morning my dear," I heard Maxon say while I was waking up.

"I am not your dear," I told him in a stern voice. Maxon laughed, grabbed me by my waist and kissed me hard. All of a sudden we heard a knock on the door. Maxon quickly threw me off of him and pulled the covers over us. For a second I wondered why he did what he did, but I quickly remembered we were completely naked.

"Your Highness, your father wants you in his office as soon as possible," the guard said.

"Alright, I'll be there soon," Maxon said sadly. Once the guard left, Maxon and I got up to put some clothes on. I just threw on a robe knowing my maids were going to want to dress me up.

"I'll see you at breakfast darling," Maxon said.

"Oh all right," I said to Maxon with a pouty look on my face. He looked up at me and laughed at the expression on my face.

"Oh darling. I'll see you at breakfast. Now I have to go. I love you," he said. I sighed and kissed him.

"I love you too," I said to him. He kissed me again and walked out the door. I closed the door behind him and made my way back to the bed. Then, I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in!," then came in my maids, Anne, Mary, and Paige. Lucy had retired to be with Aspen and I had Paige take her place.

"Good morning, Your Highness," all three said at once.

"Girls, I'm begging you, please call me America!," I said to them in a joking, but serious manner.

"Sorry Your- oh sorry, America," Paige said. I giggled and then got ready for my bath. After the bath, Mary dried my hair and set out to find a suitable hairstyle for the day. She ended up putting my hair in a side fishtail braid. It was absolutely gorgeous. Next, came my makeup. I told her to keep it light since it was really hot in Angeles.

"Here is your outfit for the day, America," Anne said while Mary was finishing up.

"Oh Anne, it's beautiful," I said. The dress was a darker green, paired with glossy nude heals, and the same colored bracelets. It was beautiful.

"It was nothing, America," Anne said blushing. I put my outfit on and made my way down to breakfast. When I walked in, Amberly was the only one there.

"Hey Amberly," I said while walking in. She looked kind of sad. I wonder what happened.

"Hey sweetie. How are you?" she asked. She was really sad. I took my seat and answered her.

"I'm alright, how are you? You look kind of upset," I asked her. She looked away from me like she was embarrassed.

"Clarkson, he is.... well....... making me upset," she got out. Uh oh.

"How is he upsetting you?" I asked her. I really hope I'm not pushing her.

"He just doesn't want to even try to like you. Humph. It just makes me so mad. First, he tells Maxon to have a Selection and find a wife. He did exactly what he asked him to, and then doesn't even try to like his daughter in law because she's "to opinionated". Oh it just makes me so upset with him," she told me. So that's how Clarkson feels about me. Ouch.

"It's okay. He'll grow to like me. After all, he is stuck with me," I said with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood. Amberly laughed with me.

"I guess you're right," she said. Suddenly, Clarkson storms into the room with Maxon trialing not to far behind him.

"Is everything all right?" Amberly asked Clarkson. Maxon and I shared a look. The look said 'tell you later.'

"Everything's fine, Amberly. Don't worry," Clarkson said glaring at Maxon. Something's going on. The rest of breakfast was very awkward. Nobody talked. It was very weird.

"America, let's go to the gardens," Maxon whispered to me. I nodded and we got up and went outside.

"What was that about?" I asked him as soon as we were out of earshot. Maxon sighed angrily.

"My dad wants me to go to New Asia immediately," Maxon told me.

"What!?!" I screamed.

"My dear, calm down. I told him no," he said trying to calm me down.

"I am not  your dear," I said. He almost doubled over in laughter. Once he finally calmed down, I asked him;

"Why did he want you to go to New Asia in the first place?" I asked him. He looked down at the ground.

"He wanted me to try to end the war. By myself. Without your help. I told him no, I was so angry with him. Luckily, I got away before he could do anything to me. I know he wanted to, but I got away," he told me. By this time we were sitting on our bench where we met. A single tear ran down his face.

"Maxon, please don't cry," I told him.

"Do you not know what to do when men cry?" he asked me with humor in his voice. I had completely forgotten he was scared of crying women before he met me.

"No I do not. The only man I have ever seen cry was my father when my mother got hurt when I was little. There was also you at our wedding, but that was happy tears. And I was crying too," I told him. He laughed and kissed me.

"I love you, America," he told me.

"I love you, too," I told him back.

Hello! Wow, first update in almost 8 months. I had writers block I'm sorry. This chapter is probably horrible. I literally had no idea for a title so I kinda just put something I have one question for you: Am I the only one who gets inspired when listening to Christmas music in July? Cause I do. Anyways, I have a new story! All you Selectioners would probably like it, Idk though. It's about Maxon being a 5. It's called Time After Time. Great Cyndi Lauper song. So yeah. Until next time my lovelies. Love you guys!

~Kirsten Rose