America's POV
I woke up to the feeling of arms wrapping around my waist. My eyes shot open as someone kissed my neck. I looked down at myself and thank god I was wearing clothes. "Morning darling," I heard Maxon's voice whisper while kissing my neck. "How did we end up like this?" I asked. He didn't stop but he mumbled into my neck that we started kissing and then stopped and fell asleep. Then the school bell went. "Great going to be late for Psychology," I moaned. Then Maxon pounced on top of me and started to kiss me passionately. I've missed him so much. I kissed him back and before I knew it Maxon was topless. I didn't want to go as far as we did but we did that's right we did 'it'.
A/N DON'T KILL ME
IM NOT DIRTY MINDED ITS JUST...WELL...I DON'T KNOW IT FELT RIGHT
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