The End (AE of The One)

This is bad...

I hope y'all enjoy this short, trashy chapter.
America POV
America sprinted out with the prince at her side.
Have you ever had one of those situations where you think 'it can't possibly get any worse?' Well, it does.

"This is bad, really bad" Maxon said, running his fingers through his hair. This made me even more nervous than before (if that was possible). I knew I couldn't show it though. 
"Max, get ahold of yourself. We can handle this. I know we can. We just need a game plan." I said, making sure my Tone was kind but stern. His face looked defeated. I had to do something about it. I looked around and led him to the princess's suite, I knew we wouldn't get caught there.
"Ok so here's the plan"
we sat in the almost empty room for hours, plotting and planning.
"Ames. This is a little foreword don't you think? I don't know if you can handle this. My father is a very stern man."
I looked at him, never being more sure of anything in my life I said "Max. I have to do this. I can't wait for it or sit around anymore. "
"I mean if you're so sure."
I gave him a small smile " I'm still hungry. Let's go grab something. "
Maxon leaned over and picked me up, I let out the most shrill squeal "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
He smirked, "Practicing."
"For what!? YOU'RE POKING ME"
"Our wedding of course." I rolled my eyes and huffed.
"Whatever you say, my royal husbandness."
So on we went to the kitchen to grab some food. I'm not going to describe that in detail because it was pretty uneventful [ I'm also lazy].
"Oh hey by the way Max."
He whipped around, a huge smile spread across his face.
"Your clothes are in room 213. I'd hurry, Mom and Celeste are still looking for them. " he kissed me quickly on the cheek and took of down the hallway.
"Hey babe?"
"Yeah Ames"
"Wrong way."
He turned on his heel and ran off the other way. I stood there in the hallway smiling to myself.
"He's really something else isn't he" a voice behind me said.
"Yeah Celeste. He really is."
We walked around and talked for a few hours together. She eventually went off to find Amberley which left me alone in my room. Everything was being taken out slowly, so I could move into the princess's suite in a couple days. I rang for Lucy and she was up in a matter of minutes.
"Hello Mi-America." She politely knocked.
"Come on in. I'm just a little bored and I wanted some company." We sat playing some cards for a while. She talked about Aspen and I talked about Maxon. I smiled again.
"Lucy could you bring me up some Strawberry tarts?"
"Of course" she scurried off and left me alone to myself.
A few minutes later I heard her knock, I call for her to come in.
"Strawberry tarts were always one of my favorites here." That was NOT Lucy.
"Your M-majesty?" I stammered, completely dumbfounded as the king himself stood in the doorway.
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