posted on 1-Sep-2002 2:19:45 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Do You love Me?

Do I

The baseball game was in two day’s, and Liz couldn’t wait. Her boyfriend, Scott
was playing. He was incredible, he was sweet, caring, and considerate. All he cared about was Liz, and what she wanted, and what she needed. He was the best thing that ever happened to her. She stood in front of her mirror at the very moment, trying on many different clothes. Outfit after outfit, and she still could not find a thing. First she tried on a brown leather skirt, and a turtle neck black tank top. She looked way to, conservative. She wanted to look care free, but nice at the same time. She already knew what necklace she was going to wear. The one she never took off.
It was he grandmothers necklace, that she passed down to Liz before she died. She was a wonderful woman, her grand mother. She did so much traveling, in only one year. Sometimes it surprised Liz at how much her grand mother knew. It seemed that she had spoken to the earth, and found out the it’s hidden secrets, beneath the soil, the molten rock. And passed them down through her veins, into her son, Liz’s father, than into Liz. Filling her with a wisdom not even she yet understood. Looking at the necklace, was like looking into another galaxy, like a whole new cluster of stars, and they were for Liz, only for her. It was a stone, different colors hidden in their depths, so exciting, like being out in a storm, not knowing what may come next. It was just like her grandmother. A new surprise right after another.
The out fit she picked out next didn’t look right either, she looked like a hooker. Shaking her head and kicking her self mentally .
She was meeting Scott today. He wanted to teach her how to play baseball. Liz thought it was kind of corny at first but kind of thought about it and it grew on her. It actually sounded like fun. Just step out of her girls high heels, and get into some running shoes, and just let the child within her soul beam with excitement as she hit the baseball with the bat, and running from base to base, most likely making a complete and total fool of herself. But she didn’t care. There was an old saying that her and her best friend used a lot, and that was, might as well laugh at yourself, before the others do. And it Worked. Very well in fact.
A knock at the door made Liz jump in surprise and shock. She looked at the window, to find her best friend, Max Evans kneeling at the window. Dressed in a button down white shirt, and some jeans. And his old leather coat. He had dark brown hair, and bangs that curled onto his forehead,. When they got to long, Liz would constantly complain that he needed a hair cut. She hated to see hi beautiful eyes hidden. They were something she loved about Max, other than his ears. He hated them so much, because they stood out, and looked terrible. But Liz thought his eyes and his ears were the best things about him. They made him unique. What was she kidding, Max was just unique.
Walking over to the window, Liz unlocked it, pulling the latch from the top of the window to the left. She pushed the window up, feeling the cold breeze hit her face, and she shivered. Quickly jumping into her heated room, he closed the window for Liz as she walked back to the mirror. He took his jacket and placed it on the bed. When he turned around he was shocked at what he saw. Liz was dressed in tight leather pants, and a black tank top, that went extremely low. He shook his head of all thoughts and sat down on her bed, crossing his legs Indian style. He looked all over the room, but not at her. Anything but her.
Max had been in love with Liz for years, ever since the day he knew that boy’s and girls were actually different. And Liz was of coarse, different than him. Her chocolate brown hair flowed around her shoulders like silk, and her body was small, petite and it looked so fragile. So many times, when maybe holding Liz, or hugging her briefly, his hands lingered on her hip or played with her hair. Liz saw this as a show of his affection for her. But an affection like a brother and sister. But the relationship between a brother and sister was the furthest thing from his mind. But he had to take that, it was the only thing he could have. He didn’t think he was good enough for her. She was so smart, beautiful, caring, and wise. Liz was Very wise. She knew all the answers to life. Sometimes when she would give Max advice, it was like she didn’t even know where it came from. Max knew though. It was in her blood. Her grandmother was a very wise woman, she said many smart and understanding words, sometimes she said things that your brain didn’t understand, but your heart, your heart heard and understood every word. Your heart understood it, as if it had already, know the whole time, that it was just another piece of you, you still had not discovered.

“ I can’t find a SINGLE thing to wear!” Liz complained as she landed down beside Max on the bed, she turned to her side and propped herself up on one elbow. “ Help?”

“ Liz.....I don’t know...” Max said as he looked out the window.

He hated having to help her always pick an outfit out for Liz, and her dates with Scott. He hated watching her spin around in circles, laughing and giggling as she looked at her self in the mirror, all excited about seeing Scott in only hours, minutes or seconds. Max hated it. Only because he thought it should be him, that she can’t wait to see, not Scott.

“ Come, on your a guy!” Liz frowned. “ You know what guys like.”

“ Ok, you should just be yourself, wear what you feel best in, don’t be something your not.” Max said as he looked towards her with wondering eyes.

In Max’s head he was thinking, “ Why can’t you be MINE?”

“ What’s on your mind?” Liz asked seeing his eyes. She saw that he needed to talk about something, but he didn’t seem to ever do the talking.

“ Nothing.” Max sighed as he again looked out the window.

He hated this. He had spent the night over at Liz’s house, he had gone to the beach with, her, danced with her under the moonlight, and all Liz ever saw it was, was as a Brother sister bond. If only she knew how much he loved her, and wanted to hold her, for eternity, holding hand’s with her, kissing her, brushing his fingers through her chocolate soft hair. If only she knew. But she would never know. She could NEVER know. Because it would ruin everything. No one knew about Max’s feelings towards Liz except for Max.

“ Ok, so how do I look?” Liz asked as she walked out of the bathroom, dressed in a white top with some brown pant’s that she looked quite comfortable in.

And Max said the first thing that came to his mid and it was true, “ You look beautiful Liz.”

She smiled and looked down a little embarrassed and blushed, “ Thank you Max.”

She walked over to him and bent over a kissed him lightly on the cheek and whispered “ Your the best friend a girl can have.”

Again, best friend was the FURTHEST thing from his mind.

TBC............FEEDBACK PLEASE......

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posted on 1-Sep-2002 10:53:45 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
Title: Do you love me?

Part Two.........................

Liz laughed as she continued to miss the ball, never really getting the hang of it. She loved the touch of Scott’s cheek against her temple, even though his whiskers would scratch her. She laughed at every moment. After a while Scott thought that, maybe she wasn’t a BATTER. Maybe she would do ok pitching. Well, when they tried, it didn’t work out, she through the ball, and slammed Scott right in the gut. Liz shocked at her strength, looked at her hand and mouthed “ Wow”. Then looking back towards Scott, regaining her senses she ran over to him. Who was now kneeling on the ground, coughing, still trying to regain his breathing. She knelt down next to him, and continued to say sorry, over and over again.

“ Liz.” he laughed as he turned to her, grinning wide, “ Stop. It’s OK.”

She laughed and smiled as she looked down embarrassed. She was just so scared, that she may have hurt him really bad, that maybe she had damaged something. Then she was surprised when she felt his warm hand on her cheek, and running his thumb, softly against her cheek. She turned to him with wide eye’s. He just smiled, and bent his head down, kissing her softly and innocently on the lips. But soon it turned into more. His tongue slipped into her mouth, caressing her inner cheek, and the sides of her tongue. Soon enough, they found them selves, basically making out right there in the baseball field. With their luck, no one was around to see them.

“ We have to stop Liz.” Scott breathed heavily as he stood up, pulling her with him.

“ You know, I think we find ourselves in this position, to much.” Liz laughed as she stood up trying her best to put on a serious face. He smiled at her and laughed.

“ Or maybe, we don’t find our selves in this position enough.” he said wiggling his eyebrows. Liz laughed and hit him in the shoulder.

“ Your pervert.” she giggled as she started to walk away. But Scott wouldn’t let that happen. He just grabbed her around the waste, and spun her around until she was facing him.

Liz couldn’t believe that she was with him. He was so great, so HOT! His little beard, his beautiful blue eyes. His brown hair. She didn’t deserve him, not after what she did to him. A year ago, the past summer actually, Scott left for Ireland, where his grandfather lived. He missed his grandfather. And he missed his home. Scott was born in Ireland, and lived there in a CASTLE! His grandfather, owned land for thousands of acres. Scott had lived there until he was fourteen, and that’s when he and his Mom moved to Roswell. That summer was the biggest mistake of Liz’s life. After Scott left, she met someone. His name was Greg. Greg was great, he always knew what to say, and do. And to top it all off he had the body to die for. He had blond hair, and dark Brown eyes, almost black. One night, she was sitting at the Diner, bored out of her mind, with nothing to do, and she heard a knock at the door. Looking up she saw Greg, standing there, just looking at her, smiling. So she did what any human being would have done, she invited him in. They talked for a couple hours, and then it happened. Sitting in the backroom, they kissed, and they kissed some more.
She remembered what his hand’s did to her, motioning from her thigh up to her face. Not noticing, after a while he undid the buttons to her tacky uniform. And had his hand inside of her uniform, caressing her bare back. Her kissed her around the collar bone, her necks, and her lips. His jacket was no longer on him and his shirt was torn open. And then she heard a voice she thought she would never hear. At least not for another week.

“ What the hell!” they shouted.

Both Greg and Liz, shocked turned their heads, to see a red faced Max. Looking like he was ready to kill. He came back a little to early, for Liz’s likings. But looking at him, she was surprised at what she saw. Max had grown up over the summer. He wasn’t the same Max Evans that had left, two days after school ended. His dorky glasses were gone, and he was no longer the same height as Liz, he was towering over her. He was no longer small and skinny, the one the jocks loved to bound on, he was toned, and muscular. He wore his leather coat. The OLD leather coat. Max didn’t like leather. Or that’s what she thought.

“ Get out!” Max hollered to Greg. Greg ran in fear, Max towered over him too. Looking at her seeing her uniform torn open, and her lips swollen and a hickey just starting to show on her neck, her blushed, yet he was mad to. “ Get you clothes on.” he demanded. And as he walked into the diner her demanded “ We have to talk.”

The rest of the night, we talked, first making sure he wasn’t mad about the whole Greg and her thing, then they talked about Max’s summer. It seemed that he had a great time. He had spent most of his time in the gym, he was to sick and tired of being bullied, so this year no one would touch him, looking buff and everything. And he had gone dancing and had the time of his life in California, his cousins showed him a good time.

But the pain of betraying Scott still lingered in her heart, she hadn’t told him, she probably never would, because if he found out, he would kill Greg, and most likely never talk to Liz again.

“ Let’s get home huh?” Scott asked as he grabbed a hold of Liz’s hand, she nodded and they ran slowly to the car, and hopped in driving to the Crashdown.

Later on that night, it had started to rain and Liz didn’t feel like staying in her room she went downstairs to the Diner, and sat herself at the bar. She pulled out her journal and started to write.

“ Dear Journal,

I still wish she was here. Grandma Claudia that is. I miss her so much, the things she used to say, understandable or not, they made me so happy, so comfortable, so loved. She liked Max the most I think. She would always grab a hold of him and hug him for the longest time. I think I actually got jealous sometimes, because she never got that excited when seeing me. But I understand now. She didn’t like Max, she loved Max. She said that e reminded her of someone she once knew. A man that she had met when the war was going on. He was so loyal, and he loved her. She actually said that she believed and still believes to this day, that he was her soul mate. She constantly said “ Oh don’t doubt that I loved your grandfather, I loved him and still love him with all my heart, but Grey, he was another piece my heart that I didn’t yet understand until he came along”. She said he was handsome and so caring and such a man. He took care of her, and made her happy, no matter what. But they had so much ups and downs it was scary. Grey broke her heart, just about as much as he broke hers but they still loved each other with a love most people aren’t lucky enough to find. The day before he went to war, they married, and made love for the first time. Weeks after he left, Grandma found that she was pregnant with my father. And months after he was born, Dad stopped crying or making any noise. He just sat there, looking at the door, like he was waiting for something, and one day it came. Grey was dead, letting the war take his life instead of another man. He was loyal, and he cared more about others than himself. I wish one day that I will meet that person, that I will be one of those lucky people, who can share their heart with another.


A knock at the door startled her making her jump from her chair scared. Thunder rattled the Diner and the lights went out. Slowly walking to the door, the adrenalin rushing through her system, making her prepared for anything. Wanting to know who was beyond the door, was driving her crazy, wanting to see who. But the fear in the back of her head, made her stay back. Looking closer she saw who it was. Max. He was drenched in rain, and his bangs were plastered to his forehead. Confused she unlocked the door. Opening it quickly she couldn’t find the words to say. He walked inside and she closed the door slowly behind him, but before she could even lock it she felt the ground beneath her shake, and saw out of the corner of her eyes Max kneeling on the darkened floor, looking lost, empty. She quickly went to his side and turned his face to face her. Something was terribly wrong and she NEEDED to know what was making Max like this.

“ Max.” she said. No response. “ Max!” she called out to him . “ Max come on talk to me.” Then looking harder, she saw his eyes were red, and a tear slipped down his face. “ Max hats wrong?” she asked so scared, so confused, so concerned.

“ My dad..” he sobbed as she felt him tremble. “ he had a stroke. It was my fault. We had another fight and he just couldn’t take it, and he started to groan as he fell to the floor, He laid there dying, I called the ambulance, but he just.” he said as he cried. “ he died in my arms Liz. He died in my arms.”

“ Oh. Max.” Liz sobbed as she pulled him into her arms, laying his head on her shoulder smoothing his hair as he sobbed into her shoulder, sitting there on the floor, so scared, so tired. He looked up at her with bright eyes, filled with tears and sadness.

The way he was looking at her, was strange, just a blank stare, just so lost, so lonely? He touched her cheek with his hand, and lt fall from her cheek to her shoulder, then resting on her thy. He looked back up to her eyes, then letting his stare rest on her lips. She couldn’t believe what was happening, for goodness sacks, she didn’t even know what was happening. He was just touching her, and felt this lightning bolt dash up her spine, creating this emotion, an emotion she didn’t know, didn’t understand, never felt before. But then she felt her self moving closer to Max, her hand resting on hi shoulder. And her eyes lingering on his lips..
“ Liz?” Max called out to her softly.

“ Hmm?” she whispered as she felt his hand on her thigh rest on her hip. She moaned. She surprised herself hearing it. Was she actually wanting this?

“ I don’t want to be alone tonight,” he said. Liz’s eyes widened at his comment, and she couldn’t believe this. Was it because of his emotions going on over load, was it because he didn’t understand what was happening, what his heart was feeling, as it was wrenched in pain? Was it something else? He brought his other hand up to her cheek and said “ Your more beautiful than the whole world Liz.”

Would you dance
if I asked you to dance?
Would you run
and never look back?
Would you cry
if you saw me cry?
And would you save my soul, tonight?

Would you tremble
if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh?
Oh please tell me this.
Now would you die
for the one you loved?
Hold me in your arms, tonight.

I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.

Would you swear
that you'll always be mine?
Or would you lie?
would you run and hide?
Am I in too deep?
Have I lost my mind?
I don't care...
You're here tonight.

I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.

Oh, I just want to hold you.
I just want to hold you.
Am I in too deep?
Have I lost my mind?
I don't care...
You're here tonight.

I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by your forever.
You can take my breath away.

I can be your hero.
I can kiss away the pain.
And I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
You can take my breath away.

I can be your hero.

Enrique Iglesias “ Hero”

Max leaned in and kissed her softy her lips. When he kissed her, Li’s stomach did little flips flops. Not bad flip flops but good flip flops. She couldn’t believe what she was feeling, but she wanted more. She placed her hand on his cheek letting it fall slowly to his chest resting it there as he pulled himself closer. His soaking coat was creating wet marks all over her body, she could feel it through her clothes. Almost as if he read her mind, he took his jacket off pushing it aside. He smiled before he bent down again and kissed her fully kissed her on the lips. He caressed her lips for entrance, and to Liz’s surprise, she welcomed him. His tongue slipped inside her mouth, sending shivers all over her body. Pulling back she licked her lips and leaned her forehead against his.

“ I don’t want to be alone either.” she couldn’t believe she was saying this. She couldn’t believe she was feeling this, but tonight, she didn’t want to be alone either, she wanted to be with Max.

TBC.......Feedback Please.*bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce*
posted on 1-Sep-2002 11:16:37 PM by AllAboutEyesS09
posted on 2-Sep-2002 12:21:13 AM by AllAboutEyesS09
Ok, to answer your questions, Max and Liz, and the rest of the gang, are all in their Senior year, making them 18, and 17. In this fic, Max is eighteen, and Liz is seventeen. And, the rating? I don't know yet, but hey, I'll tell you soon enough. Thanx for the feedback!*bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce**bounce*
posted on 2-Sep-2002 12:39:15 AM by AllAboutEyesS09
Hey guys Im going to post the new part in the morning, right now, Im just TO tired, so keep the feedback coming and I'll be able to find the story,,lol. So keep on giving feedback, and I will KEEP on Posting. Thanx guys, nighty night. For me and for MAx and Liz, only I don't know if they'll be getting much sleep.

*wink* wink* Im kidding! This isn't a smut fic.....See you in the morning!