I woke up on the best pillow a girl could ever have- her husband's chest. I could hear the thump of his heart against my ears, and feel his steady breath that tells me he is still asleep. I thought back on everything that happened in the last week. Yes it started with a lot of paparazzi, but after a while, it all died down and we had a great time. I tried to not wake him up, but my bladder was yelling at me. I had to silently escape from his arm, which was wrapped around me, and try to not wake him. I successfully got out of his embrace, but when I went to get up, a huge pain started, and caused me to collapse on the floor with a loud thud.
"America," I hear Maxon say in his husky voice urgently.
"Maxon. On. The. Floor. Help." I say through the pain. I have never felt something this painful in my life. Maxon jumped off the bed, and came to where I was, and picked me up bridal style. He placed me back on the bed, where I stayed curled up.
"My dear, where does it hurt," he asks in a soft voice. I decided to point, which was on the lower part of my stomach. He runs to the phone on the bedside table and dials a number.
It rings twice, and I hear someone pick up "I need an ambulance here now. The queen is down," I hear Maxon say before hanging up. He comes back to my side.
"America, I need to get you downstairs so they can get to you quicker," he explains. I nod, and he placed his hand behind my head, and his other under my knees, and lifts me up effortlessly. I cuddle closer to his chest, trying to ease this pain. It didn't work, I kept groaning due to the stabbing pain. My vision started to blur.
"Shh sweety, I know it hurts, but hang in there. Please stay with me," he said. I wish I could have followed what he asked, but the blackness took over. Before I knew it, I passed out.
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The Honeymoon
FanfictionThis is a fanfic that takes place between The One and The Heir, written by Kiera Kass (These are the Selection series). This is a fanfic of Maxon and America's honeymoon.
