The Selection without America?

Second Weddings

Maxon's POV

Today was the day everyone was waiting for. America and I were getting married. I haven't seen America since yesterday because it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride on the wedding day before the wedding.

"Looking sharp Maxon." Jermey assured me and gives me thumbs up. I smile at my best man and gave him thumbs up in return.

"Thank man. I needed that. I'm so nervous! What if America runs out on me? You think she's having second thoughts? You think Kriss will escape and try and ruin everything? You-" Jermey cuts me off by giving me a pointed look.

"Shut up. You know America she loves you with all her heart-Well all her heart that she didn't already give to Aspen, her family, her friends- anyways I'm joking. She loves you and you and I and everyone in this country-this world-knows it. And besides Kriss is in a locked up cage with nothing but her bed and her toilet that is out in the open and I heard that she is complaining about doing her business out in the open, any who nothing to worry about Maxon. The Wedding will go on without a hitch." Jermey says and winks at me in the mirror.

"Don't jinx it." I said and turned towards him. Jermey knocks on my desk that is made of wood.

"No worries I got it all covered." Jermey gives me that ten watt smile and heads off to find the groomsmen.

Once Jermey is out of the room my nerves start up again. I tighten my tie and pace the room. I wonder what America is doing right now. Is she putting on her makeup? Is she wondering about me? Is she worrying like I am? Is she having second thoughts?

I pushed all these thoughts into the back of my head and I didn't pay any attention to them anymore. I couldn't. I needed to focus. Focus Maxon. Focus. I run my fingers through my styled hair and mess it up a little. My maids will not be happy.

"Your Majesty the wedding starts in less than an hour. You might want to make your way over to the grand ballroom any minute now." The woman smiled and shut my door. I breathed in and out a couple of times. I can do this.

I open the door to find my best man and the other groomsmen outside my door. We all nod at each other and we make our way down to the ballroom. We talk very little and we make our way past maids carrying trays and trays of sweets and deserts for the afterparty.

Once we got to the double doors I went in while the other guys waited for the bridesmaids and the bride herself. They wished me good luck and I was off. I stepped into the room and flashes we already starting. Words flew by my head at the speed of sound and mics were in my face. I kindly wave people off and walk up to the alter.

"And so we are here again." The priest whispers so only I can hear him. I chuckle and look at him.

"I guess we are. Only this time I actually truly love my fiancé." I give him a big love struck smile and he smiles back.

"I never liked Kriss you know. No one did. We all just thought you were blind as heck to everything that was going on." The priest confessed. I pat him on the back.

"You know you shouldn't think so low of me!" I say in mock hurt-ness. "I would never be that blind to see that Kriss is a horrible horrible person." We both laugh.

We talk for the rest of the hour waiting and then finally when everyone is here and everyone and everything is in their place the trumpets' sound rings out and echos within the ballroom's walls.

The double doors open and the music changes. The bridesmaids and groomsmen walk down the aisle and everyone watches at they all float down the aisle. Soon my friends are by my side and Jermey gives me a small pat on the back and whispers in my ear.

"You got this. Be strong. She's beautiful btw." I look at him and smile. My best friend.

Another song starts to play and the double doors open oh so slowly to reveal America. Jermey was right, no he was understating. America looked perfect. Everyone stands and I keep my eyes on her. The love of my life. She glides down the aisle with perfect grace and soon she's at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the alter. Suddenly I'm right there beside her and her parents are there along with mine. We all exchange hugs and kisses.

When that's all over we make our way up the stairs to stand in front of the priest. The whole wedding passes by in a flash but also in slow motion. I wanted to never forget this day. Soon we were saying our 'I do's and it was the scariest moment. What if she backs out?

MAXON! Don't worry. She got through the vows (that we wrote ourselves) and she is still up here on the alter with me.

"I do."

"I do."

I let out a sigh of relief when she says those two words.

"You may kiss the bride."

The priest must have said it somewhere in his kind of big speech. He didn't need to tell me to kiss my wife. I was already kissing her. We both cried at we kissed because we both were so happy. We loved each other so much.

The priest says a few more words and with that America and I take off down the aisle running and through the double doors we go to the balcony looking over the down town area of Angles. We stand there and hold our hands up in victory.

This is where I belong. Ruling over Illéa with the bravest, kindest, and loving women I've ever met. My wife.

Okay so someone suggested that I do a Maxon's POV on the wedding and I thought that was such a great idea! From America's POV you saw that he was calm and collected well now you know he was as big of a mess as she was. Maybe even worse. I would never have thought to do a Maxon's POV on this if they didn't suggest it! So thank you so so so so much @PrinceMaxon101 . I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Please vote and comment! Also sorry I haven't been commenting back in a while I've been busy and I hope you can accept that! School for me is starting soon so I have to do a bit more shopping and everything!

I will post again on 8/24/18

Spoiler: Kriss's trial (FOR REAL)