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Acting
the Part – By Kazza
Disclaimer: In the
alternate universe that all Roswell Fanfic writers visit, I own Roswell.
Sadly, in the real world, I own nothing, so please don’t sue me!
I promise to return the characters good as new Summary: Set after The
Balance episode, their teacher Mrs Henry makes them try out for the play the
school is putting on, and casts them as the lead for the play.
It is a love story, and the inevitable ‘love scene’ resurrects all
the feelings Max and Liz are trying to bury Category:
M Rating:
R Authors
Notes:
This has no reference to any episode of Roswell, other than the end of
The Balance when Max says he needs to take a step back.
Enjoy!!!!! PART 1 “Sometimes you have to take a step back to see what’s really going on … maybe it’s what we both need to do right now … find our balance again. So we’ll just take a step back … for a while. It’s what I need … ‘cause I’m just as scared as you are”
I’m Liz Parker, and right now I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. I thought my life was going pretty well recently, right up until last night that is. Max came over, I thought maybe he wanted to carry on where we left off the other night when he swept me up in his strong arms and kissed me like I’ve never been kissed before, but a lot has changed since that night, Michael nearly died. I guess I can understand how he feels, nothing seems to matter when Max is around me, all I can concentrate on is him. These feelings inside are all new to me, I never felt like this with Kyle, but Max is totally different to him. The hard part was in the corridor at school today, I saw Max, and he saw me, but apart from saying hi, he totally ignored me, why? Tomorrow we have biology third period, I don’t know how I am going to get through it. How
is it possible I could be the happiest I have ever been in my entire life and
now the saddest, all at one time? As she closed her locker door, Liz could sense that someone was close by her. As she slowly turned round, her eyes met the gaze of her shadow, Max. “Hi.” She said “Hi.” He replied awkwardly. Since that night he didn’t know what to say to her. He knew he had hurt her by asking for space, but it was the only thing he could do to stop himself loosing control of the situation. “Are you going to biology now?” She asked. “Yeah, we can walk together if you like?” “Is that such a good idea, I mean I wouldn’t want to knock you off balance again.” She said with a hint of coldness in her voice. As soon as she had said it, Liz knew the words had hurt him. The pain on his face, he looked like she had just punched him in his stomach and couldn’t breathe. Instead of waiting for her, he turned and headed down the corridor, disappearing into the biology classroom. The lesson was hard, it seemed to last an age. As biology partners, Max and Liz had to sit together, not an easy feat given their exchange by her locker. “Look Max, I’m sorry about earlier, I shouldn’t have said that.” She said as they continued their experiment. “It’s ok Liz, you just said what you felt.” He replied not looking at her. She hated the way they were now. They used to be such good friends, they both knew secrets about the other that would bind them for life, and here they were unable to even be civil to one another. Where had it all gone so wrong for them? As they packed up their books, the students filled out of the classroom, heading for lunch. “Max, Liz, can I have a word with you?” Mrs Henry, their biology teacher, asked “Sure.” Liz replied sitting back down. “I am in charge
of the play the school is putting on in a few months time, and I’m after
volunteers to try out for some of the characters.” “Don’t dismiss the idea so quickly Mr Evans. I really need some people to try out, and I’d really like it if you two would. The auditions are today after school, I won’t take up too much of your time, I promise. I’d really like to see you two there.” “Oh, sure.” Liz said trying to please her teacher. “Max?” “Good, I’ll see you two at 4.00pm in the drama room.” She replied smiling. “Are you going to go?” Liz asked as they left the room. “I don’t know yet, acting isn’t my strong point. Still I guess I don’t have a whole lot of choice now.” He replied before disappearing to find Michael and Isabel. The auditions went well that afternoon, although Mrs Henry was still having difficulty casting the lead roles. It didn’t matter who she got to read the parts of Alicia and Morgan, nobody seemed right for the parts. “Max, I’m glad you could make it. Could I get you read a part?” She said seeing Max skulk in at the back of the room and pouncing on him. “Erm, sure.” He replied hesitantly. “Good, Liz, can you read Alicia, Max, you’re Morgan.” She said handing the scripts to the reluctant actors. “Ok, start when you’re ready.” She added. By the end of their five minute audition, she knew Max and Liz were her lead actors, they were perfect together. However much they tried to hid their attraction, there was a spark between them that Mrs Henry could see clearly. “I can’t believe she cast me as the lead.” Max winged “Oh come on Max, it might be fun.” Isabel said as she sat on his bed. “Fun, I don’t think so. And having to work opposite Liz is going to be a nightmare.” “Why, I thought you jump at the chance.” “Yeah well she
isn’t really talking to me right now. I
said I needed some space to get everything into perspective, and she didn’t
really like it.” “Oh well in a few months the play will be over, and you can forget about it.” She replied before leaving him to his thoughts. Working with Liz was going to be tough. No matter how he tried, being round Liz always made him loose his senses, nothing around him seemed to matter. It took a lot of self control around her to keep calm, he cared so much for her it hurt so much sometimes. “Right Max, Liz,
I want to look at scene six. Now
this is a pivotal part of the story, and it needs to be right, ok, start
whenever you like.” Mrs Henry said “I have to Alicia, this is the way it is meant to be.” Max said, his eyes riveted to the paper in his hand. “But, but Morgan, I …… I love you.” She said her eyes locked on her own paper. “Don’t say that, you can’t say that.” “But it’s the truth, I can’t let you go.” “Oh Alicia, you don’t know how long I have waited for you to say those words.” Max said, his eyes skipping over a few text lines. “I am sorry it has taken me so long.” Liz said “Stop, you’ve missed a bit out, Morgan is supposed to take Alicia in his arms before she says that line.” Mrs Henry said looking at the script. “I thought this was just a rehearsal.” Max said protesting. “That doesn’t mean you don’t have to try, now lets go back to Morgan’s line, starting Oh Alicia, and this time, follow the script.” She replied. Liz took a deep breath trying to stop shaking, this was going to be harder than she thought. “Oh Alicia, you don’t know how long I have waited for you to say those words.” Max said putting a tentative arm lightly around Liz’s shoulder. “I am sorry it has taken me so long.” Liz said, her voice beginning to quaver. This was the first time she had been in his arms, however tentative his hold on her was, since their kiss, and all those feelings came flooding back. “I need more
feeling than this guys. I think you
two should go away and practice this scene, I really need it to be perfect,
ok?” “Liz, are you ok?” Max asked turning round just in time to catch her in his arms. They stayed in the clinch for what seemed like an age, before Liz broke the silence “Yeah, I’m sorry, just a bit clumsy I guess.” She said feeling flushed. “Maybe you should sit down for a minute.” He offered still holding her in his arms. “No really, I’m ok.” She said as he released her from his grip. “Well I guess I’d better go.” He said picking up his backpack and putting the script inside. “Mrs Henry said we need to practice that scene …..” She said hesitantly. “I know. I guess we could do it tonight at my house, if you’re free?” “Sure, I have to
go home first, how about around 7.00 pm?” As the wind ruffled his hair in the open top jeep, he tried to clear his head. Every time he was around Liz he seemed to loose every ounce of common sense he had. Holding her in his arms for the brief seconds that he had done earlier, brought back all the feelings he had for her. No matter how deep he tried to bury them, they always seemed to jump up around her. He knew tonight would be a big test of willpower, Liz wanted to practice that scene, and it was going to be tough to be that close to her. “Max, Liz is here.” Diane Evans called up the stairs. “I’m coming, hi.” He said coming down the stairs. “Hi.” She replied. “So, what are you guys up to?” Diane asked. “We’ve got to practice for the play.” Liz replied. “Oh yes, Max was telling me about that. It’s nice to see you two participating in something for the school, I can’t wait to see it.” She replied before heading back into the kitchen. “Do you want a drink or something?” Max offered. “No, I’m fine thank you.” Liz replied. “I guess we should get this over with.” Max said heading back up stairs as Liz followed him. After putting her jacket on his bed, Liz took out the script from her bag. Her hands were sweating as she turned to the right page; this was going to be tough she said to herself. As they got to the part where Morgan had to take Alicia in his arms, Max tried to work on autopilot, and have no feelings. Liz could tell this, and pulled away from him. “What’s wrong Liz, the quicker we get this over with the quicker we can forget it.” He said sitting down on his bed. “I’m so sorry being a stone wall comes so easy for you.” She said coldly. “What?” He said confused. “Look I can’t hide my feelings like you Max. No matter how much I try, having you put your arms around me reminds me of the night we kissed, how perfect it was. I can’t stop loving you Max, believe me I’ve tried, I guess I should tell Mrs Henry I can’t do the play, so she can get another person to play Alicia. Being round you is just too hard Max, I can’t handle your coldness towards me” Liz said as tears stung her eyes. Max sat very still, not knowing what to say, he wasn’t ready for Liz’s outburst, and much less her tears. As she started to stuff the script in her bag, Max caught her arm. “Sorry Liz, lets try that scene again.” He said softy, his thumb catching an escaped tear and wiping it away. He left the script on his bed, and said the line he knew off by heart once again. “Oh Alicia, you don’t know how long I have waited for you to say those words.” He said faintly before putting both his arms around her and placing his lips gently on hers. The kiss only lasted a second or two, but Liz felt like she was swimming under water, unable to breathe. Her head felt light, her legs heavy, and she knew if Max let go of her, she would fall into a heap on his bedroom floor. Wanting to savour the moment a bit longer, she moved her lips back to his, to enjoy his sweet taste once again. As they came up for air, Max ushered Liz towards his bed, allowing her to sit down, realising she wouldn’t be able to stand on her own. “I don’t
remember seeing that in the script.” She
giggled. “It’s ok.” She replied gently. “No it isn’t, I’ve been a complete jerk, I should never have treated you that way. I just thought if we cooled it then I wouldn’t feel the way I do about you. All these emotions inside me start to jump up and down every time I see you and it scares me, I’ve never felt this way before. I feel out of control every time I am around you, I forget about everything else, even though I know I shouldn’t. I sit in class and daydream about you, I can’t sleep, your picture is always in my head. What is going on with me?” He said looking worried. “I think it’s what they call love Max. If it’s any consolation, I feel just the same when I’m with you, my legs go weak, my mind clouds over, I can’t think of anything except the way you make me feel Max. It feels so right, it scares me too.” She replied looking into his deep brown eyes and seeing the love that filled them. “Where do we go from here then. Is and Michael told me to cool it with you, but I don’t know if I can.” He said honestly. “I don’t know where we go from here, but …… I’d like you to kiss me again, if that’s ok.” She said hesitantly. “I can do that.” He replied kissing her sweet lips once again. They were lost in their kiss for what seemed like an age, and when they finally released their grip on each other, Max laid Liz down on his bed, and laid beside her. All thoughts of the play disappeared from their minds, as they kissed passionately once again. Liz’s baby pink knitted top rose slightly above the edge of her jeans, where it had been resting, exposing a small amount of flesh. Unable to resist temptation, Max placed his hand gently on her stomach and caressed her bare skin. She moaned softly into his mouth as she felt his large hands on her, it felt so good to have him touch her skin. At that moment, she wanted to feel Max’s skin as well, taking part of his black top, she pulled it out from under the band of his jeans and took it over his head, exposing his tanned back. Feeling her hot hands over his chest and back sent shivers down his spine, the heat in his groin started to grow and his head started to spin. After undoing the buttons on her top, his hands travelled up to find her perfect breasts encased in her lacy cream bra. God she was so perfect, so wonderful he thought to himself. The lovers were so engrossed in their new found freedom, they didn’t hear the door of Max’s bedroom open. “Excuse me.” Diane Evans said looking at her son entangled in the young girl on his bed. “Mum!” Max jumped as Liz hurriedly pulled her top across her. “This doesn’t look much like practicing for your play from here, I think it is time for you to go Liz.” She said sternly before leaving the room. “Oh god that was so embarrassing!” Max said pulling his top back over his head. “Do you think your mum is going to be ok with this?” “I guess so, I mean if she’d of left it a while longer who knows what state we might have been in.” Max said grinning wickedly. “Do you think she’s going to say something?” “Probably, I’ll speak to her when you’re gone.” He said opening the door to his bedroom and heading back downstairs. After saying goodbye, Max went into the kitchen to find his mother. “Mum, I’m sorry.” He said sheepishly. “I should think so too Max. I don’t expect to walk into your room to find you and Liz half undressed on your bed like that. I am very disappointed in you Max” She said sternly pointing for Max to sit down at the table with her. “We didn’t mean
it to happen, we were practicing for the play, I guess things just got out of
hand a bit.” “Max I am serious. I take it you and Liz haven’t gone any further have you?” Diane said unsure whether she really wanted to know. “No, we haven’t
done anything before.” He
replied. “Yes mother.” Max said blushing. “You can go now.” Diane said allowing her son to escape the torture that was etched over his face. “What did your mum say last night?” Liz said as they stood by her locker. “The usual, I’m disappointed in you, how I should be more restrained, and to take things slowly.” He said encircling his arms around her waist as she turned to face him. “Take things slowly, huh?” She said looking deep into his eyes. “Something like that.” He replied before kissing her soft lips. “Miss Parker, Mr Evans, the school corridor is no place for shows of public affection, I am sure you have classes to get to.” Principle Watson said firmly. “Yes sir, sorry.” Max said picking his backpack up off the floor. “Well off you go.” Principle Watson added. “We have got to control those urges, otherwise we are going to get into serious trouble!” Liz groaned as they opened the door to their classroom. PART
2 “Maxwell, there
you are, we’ve been looking all over for you.”
Michael said, finding Max and Liz sitting together in a remote part of
the school field. “Do you ever think about anything other than that play!” Isabelle exasperated as she squeezed into the small gap between Max and Liz to sit down, making sure she split them up. “We’ve only got a couple more weeks before opening night, we’ve got to rehearse.” Max replied trying to defend himself. “I thought you said this play was, to quote you, ‘fun, I don’t think so’!” Isabelle said mimicking Max’s voice. “Funny!” He shot back giving his sister an icy stare. “So …. are you up for going out tonight Max? It’s Friday night and they’re showing the uncut version of The Exorcist at the cinema, it could be fun.” Michael said trying to steer the conversation away from the play. “Thanks Michael, but I’ve already got plans.” He replied cagily. “Like what?” Isabelle piped up. “Liz and I are going to do some more rehearsing if you must know.” He replied looking at Liz. “Geez, I’ll be glad when this play is over with!” Michael replied rolling his eyes. That evening, Liz’s parents had gone out for the evening, so she and Max were using the uninterrupted time to continue to practice. “Maybe we should try this scene without the script, just to see how much we know.” Liz offered. “Sounds good.” Max replied putting his folded script down on Liz’s bed. “Ok, ready. Morgan, I can’t do this.” Liz said throwing herself into the part. “Please Alicia, you always say that.” “No, it’s
wrong, it’s too dangerous. My
parents would never forgive me if I sneak around behind their backs.” “Oh why does everything have to be so complicated.” She cried, falling into his arms and pretending to weep. Being so close to Liz made Max’s head started to spin. He could smell her hair, a fresh citrus lemon smell, it was so soft and silky he just had to touch it. For a minute, Liz though Max was still acting, but when he didn’t let her go out of his arms after a few minutes, she knew he wasn’t. Turning her head, Liz looked up into his deep brown eyes, their eyes were locked on each other, and Max slowly moved his head down and gently captured her lips. Liz’s whole body started to tingle and hum, and for a moment she wondered if he knew the effect he had on her. His hand moved to her cheek, stroking it softly, as he continued their passionate kiss. When they eventually broke apart, Liz felt the room start to spin, and as she stood up she started to wobble. “Whoa! You ok Liz?” Max asked slightly concerned as he steered her towards the bed so she could sit down. “Yeah, just a bit disorientated. You’re a good kisser!” She replied as Max blushed. “Thanks.” He mumbled looking down at his feet in embarrassment. “Make me dizzy again Max, please.” She whispered, and Max knew exactly what she meant. Forgetting the wave of embarrassment that had engulfed him a few moments earlier, he pushed her gently backwards so she was outstretched along her bed, and slowly kissed her once again. Time seemed to stand still for them, as they enjoyed their uninterrupted freedom. Wanting to feel his muscular chest, Liz slowly pulled away his shirt from under the waistband of his khaki pants, slipped her hands underneath and ran them across his back. Shivers ran down his spine and his skin felt prickly under her touch. Her top had rode part the way up her stomach, and Max placed a shaky hand over her soft skin. For a moment she couldn’t decide whether it was his hand that was radiating heat to her stomach, or the blood in her body reaching boiling point. As they continued to kiss, the room became heady with their passion. Liz could barely breath, it felt like all the oxygen in the room had been sucked out, like she was swimming under water and couldn’t come up for air. All sensible thoughts were rapidly leaving Liz’s mind, all she could think about was how wonderful it felt to be with Max at that moment. As she drank in the giddy feeling washing over her body, she became aware of a shrill ringing noise. It took a few moments for her to come back to her senses, and realise it was the telephone ringing. “I’d better get that, in case it’s my parents.” Liz said reluctantly breaking their clinch. The right side of Max’s body felt very cold as it got accustomed to the lack of heat Liz had been radiating. Taking in a deep breath, Max put his hands behind his head and stretched out on her bed, thoughts of Liz filling his head, making him smile. “Erm Max, it’s for you, it’s Isabelle.” She said coming back into her room. “Oh, ok.” He said reluctant to move from his comfortable position. A few minutes later, Max came back into the room. “What did she want?” Liz asked, looking up from the script she was reading. “I’m not quite sure.” He replied puzzled. “What do you mean?” “Well, she asked what we were doing, how long I was going to be here, and whether we were alone, then put the phone down.” He replied. “Right. That makes perfect sense, not.” Liz replied equally confused. “I get the distinct feeling she doesn’t trust us, and was checking up.” He replied pulling Liz to her feet, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her forehead. “I can’t imagine why.” She replied with a wicked glint in her eye. She was acutely aware that Isabelle and Michael strongly disapproved of how much time she was spending with Max, and the cover story of practising for the play would be redundant in a few weeks time. She didn’t know what they were going to do then, what Max would tell his sister and friend, but in her mind and heart she was adamant she wouldn’t give up her true love without a fight. “Well if they are going to not trust us, we may as well give them some reason!” He replied leaning in and devouring her lips once again. “So Michael, are you coming to the play on Friday night?” Max asked as they walked out to the quad area for lunch. “Nah, I don’t think so.” ”Why not?” Max asked. “Look, watching you and Liz play doe eyed lovers isn’t my idea of fun Maxwell, in fact it’s enough to make me wanna puke.” Michael said bluntly. “What’s your problem Michael?” Max asked, taking hold of Michael’s arm and stopping them before they reached the others. “Nothing.” Michael snapped. “Then how about giving me some support here. This play is really important to me and it would mean a lot to me for you to be there.” “Whatever!” Michael replied before heading off to join the others. “Thanks for your care and compassion!” Max called after his friend, but knew it was no use. The
Opening Night “Oh my god Max, I don’t think I can do this.” Liz squealed. “Of course you can, just take a deep breath and relax.” “Have you see how many people are out there! What if I mess up and forget my lines, or trip up and fall flat on my face!” She cried hysterically. “Liz, we’ve been rehearsing for weeks, you know your part inside out, upside down and standing on your head, you’re going to be fine.” Max replied gently hugging her to calm her down. On the outside he looked calm, collected and totally in control, but on the inside Max was just as big a mess as Liz was, and not being in control of a situation was something Max didn’t like. He wasn’t used to that feeling and in truth it unnerved him. It was the opening night of their play, ‘Shadows in the Mist’, with Max and Liz playing the lead roles of Alicia Martin and Morgan Richardson. The story of the play was a tried and tested one, two star crossed lovers who had to overcome various obstacles before their love would win through. Something of a modern day Romeo and Juliet. They had been practising for weeks to get everything perfect, using the play as an excuse to spend more time together. Isabelle and Michael, who were sitting in the audience along with Max’s parents, were breathing a sigh of relief, knowing that in three days time, the play would be over and Max wouldn’t need to spend so much time with Liz. Although he could think of hundreds of reasons why he didn’t want to be there, Isabelle had insisted Michael come along with them. In her view, if she had to sit and watch her brother play ‘lovesick boy’ then so did he. “Max, Liz, there you are, the show is going to start in a few minutes, are you ready?” Mrs Henry asked looking flustered. “As ready as we’ll ever be!” Max replied relinquishing his grasp on Liz and taking a deep breath. This was it, no more hiding, they had to go out there and think purely about the play, nothing else. “Ok, ok I can do this, it’s going to be easy. I’ve just got to walk out there say my lines and get the first night over with.” Liz babbled away. “Liz ……” Max started. “No, must stay focused, got to pretend we’re in my room just practising, not out there in front of a hundred people. Just us, my room, my bed, no one else ther….” She continued before Max cut her off by covering her lips with his. “What was that for?” She said surprised as they broke apart. “Well I was just doing what you asked. Pretending we were in your room, alone, practicing for the play!” He said with a glint in his eyes. “You’re terrible Max Evans!” She said loudly, swatting his arm with her hand, as a grin broke out over his face. Their attempts at practicing the play at her house had always ended the same way, wrapped up together on her bed kissing. “Well it managed to calm you down, come on we’ve got to get into our places for the start.” He said taking her hand and leading her out to the edge of the stage. As the chattering of people sitting in the hall began to quieten down, the lights in the hall went dark. “Good Luck!” Max whispered. “Ditto!” She called back just before the red velvet curtains swung open and the spot lights came on to emblazon the stage with a bright white light. For a second Liz was stage-struck, she could only see the first few rows of people before being blinded by the light, but they included her parents, Maria, Alex, Michael and Isabelle. “Liz!” Max whispered hoping to snap her out of her trance. “Oh Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?.” She said breaking out of her trance, slipping into her role as Alicia and pretending to read an extract from the prop book she had in her hand. “Oh my god, I don’t think my heart could beat any faster!” Liz said collapsing into a nearby chair. They were half way though the play, and had a fifteen minute interval to collect their thoughts, remember their lines and more importantly, change their costumes. “Hey, I thought
that went pretty well, I only stuffed up one line, and it is the one I’ve been
forgetting all along. I must have a
mental block on it or something. Maybe
by the last night I’ll remember it.” “You were fine, I’m sure nobody noticed.” Max said trying to make her feel better. “Max, Liz, what are you doing sitting around, you’re supposed to be getting ready for the next act!” Mrs Henry exasperated before running off to find more of her cast. “She’s going to have a mental breakdown by closing night if she doesn’t calm down!” Max joked. “She does need to relax a bit, but I guess she’s right, we do need to get changed.” Liz replied, reluctantly moving from the comfy chair and heading in the direction of the changing room. As she stood in front of the large mirror, pinning up her hair in an upswept, romantic fashion, Liz took in several deep breaths of air in an attempt to calm her nerves and pounding heart beat. Only one more hour to go and then I can relax until tomorrow night, she thought to herself. The adrenalin pumping around her body prevented her from calming down, and when she thought about kissing Max in the final scene in front of everyone her stomach did a flip. It wasn’t that she minded kissing Max, exactly the opposite in fact, but to do so in front of so many people staring straight back at them was a scary thought. “I can do this, I love Max, and I love kissing him, I can get through the next hour.” She said over and over to herself until one of the extra’s banged on door to tell her it was time to go on for the start of the next act. As they lined up in the wings, Max gently hugged Liz and kissed her cheek. “We can do the
last scene, we can make it perfect, maybe then we can make Isabelle and Michael
understand why we want to be together.” In Liz’s view, the final act seemed to be upon them inside a blinking of an eye. Knowing both her’s and Max’s parents were in the audience made everything even worse. Her parents didn’t even know that she and Max were going out, let alone anything like them making out, in their eyes she was still their perfect little girl, who did everything she was told to do. In the next five minutes, even though it was just a play, she would plant the seeds in their brain that she was well and truly growing up, and wanting to take on adult relationships. “My sweet dear Alicia, is it really you?” He said holding his arms out. “Yes, it’s me. Oh Morgan, I can’t believe I’ve finally found you again.” She said throwing herself into his arms. “I swear I will never, ever let you go. I will go to the ends of the earth, no matter where you are, what you will be doing, I will be there, by your side, supporting you all the way. I can’t live my life without you Alicia, you are my life. I love you my perfect Angel.”
“Everybody’s
looking for that something, one thing that makes it all complete. You
find it in the strangest places, places you never knew it could be. You
find it in the deepest friendships, the kind you cherish all your life. And
when you know how much that means, you’ve found that special thing. You’re
flying without wings. So
impossible as they may seem, you’ve got to fight for every dream ‘Cause
who’s to know, which one you let go Would
have made you complete.” On stage, Max and Liz radiated passion in abundance to the audience as they clung to each other. The suspense of when, not if, they would kiss was written all over every face watching the couple. “To know that I can say I love you, in any given time or place It’s
the little things that only I know, those are the things that make you mine And
it’s like flying without wings, ‘Cause you’re my special thing I’m
flying without wings.” As the choir sang on, Max slow put his finger under her chin and tilted her face upwards so he could see into her eyes. Then he gently bent his head down and kissed her lips, softly at first, but then with as much passion as he would if they were in the room alone. He felt her stiff body gently relax and melt in his arms, and respond to his kiss, slowly allowing her lips to part to accept eagerly his tongue that wanted to gain access to the deepest crevices of her mouth. As he caressed the softness of the insides of her cheeks, he was totally obvious of anyone around him, concentrating only of the buzz he always got when he kissed the beauty in his arms. “You’re
the place my life begins, and you’ll be where it ends I’m
flying without wings, and that’s the joy you bring I’m flying without wings.” As the audience rose to their feet and clapped emphatically, the young couple on stage continued their clinch, completely ignorant of any one or any thing around them. Eventually, the rapturous ovation that filled the school hall, brought them back to their senses, and Liz and Max finally parted. Liz suddenly felt self conscious, adding more red to her already flushed cheeks, she dipped her head for a moment, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone, desperately trying to control her emotions. A gentle tug of her hand by Max, brought her back, and any doubts that had flooded her body a few moments previously drained out of her, and she allowed herself to take in the wonderful emotion of the watchers in front of her. Her mother and father shone out their love to her like beacons in the darkness, their pride written all over their faces. Maria was clapping and screaming like crazy, like only Maria could do. Even on the faces of Michael and Isabelle she could see traces of delight mixed with amazement of what they had just seen. As she turned to look at Max, she saw the huge grin that beamed across his face, the pure joy that was running through his veins, the amazing high he was on at that very moment. Suddenly it dawned on her, they had done it, she had done it, they had survived the opening night, and everyone had enjoyed it, suddenly all the hard work was worth it. “Oh my god Lizzy you were amazing!” Maria screamed, throwing her arms around her best friend and almost crushing her. “Thanks Maria.” Liz squeaked trying desperately to suck some air into her crushed lungs. “Oh and that kiss Liz, whoa that was sooo hot! It was electric, so passionate, I think everyone of us in the audience was there with you, wishing we were in Max’s arms!” She said enthusiastically. “Not me that’s for sure.” Michael replied throwing Max an cold stare. “We should go and get changed, Liz.” Max said trying to get some space from his friends. “Oh yeah, we’ll talk later Maria.” Liz replied suddenly realising she was still wearing the light, fly away, dreamy dress of her character. Just as Liz moved out of ear shot, Michael grabbed Max’s arm. “We need to talk later too, that kiss, I want some answers.” Michael ordered. “There is nothing to talk about Michael, it’s in the play, it’s an important part, I can’t just not do it. Just accept it and get over it, alright!” Max insisted, pulling his arm away and heading into the changing room. “No it isn’t alright.” Michael called back, but by then Max was out of earshot, still high from the emotions of their opening night.
PART
3
“I can’t believe we managed to get through that!” Liz chirped as she opened the door to the Crashdown. “What do you mean, I’m ready to do it all over again!” Max joked. “All that stress, learning of lines, remembering where to go on stage and what props to have with you. No thank you, once it quite enough for me. I want to go back to being boring old Liz Parker Biologist extraordinaire, no acting involved.” “There is nothing boring about Liz Parker.” Max replied pulling her close and kissing her. “Hey, don’t start that, we’ve got to get this place cleared before everyone gets here, otherwise there will be no party!” Maria ordered, walking out from the kitchen and finding them in a clinch. Liz had volunteered to arrange the finale night party, having the perfect venue in the Crashdown. All that was needed was the tables and chairs moved to one side and food set out, then they were ready. “Michael! Max is here to help move the tables.” Maria yelled, taking control of the situation. “Hi.” Michael mumbled, surfacing from the kitchen and taking hold of one side of the table nearest Max. Inside thirty minutes, the Crashdown was ready for the party, and the first of the cast began to filter in. The jukebox started to pump out the latest chart music and the atmosphere started to liven up. Throughout the following half an hour, Max realised he always seemed to have a shadow with him, either Isabelle or Michael, and every time he drifted towards Liz, they would intercept and divert him in another direction. Quickly forming a plan in his head, Max waited until he had Isabelle with him, then excused himself to go to the bathroom. Liz had disappeared into the kitchen to get some more rolls, so Max quickly followed her. “Hey stranger, I’ve hardly seen you all night.” Liz said wrapping her arms around his neck. “I’m sorry, every time I try and come near you either Isabelle or Michael stop me, I’ve had to pretend to Is that I’m going to the bathroom to see you now!” Max replied. “What are we going to do now the play is over?” Liz asked, slightly afraid of the answer. “We’ll tell them, and then they’ll just have to accept it. I tried to cool it and put some distance between us, but I just can’t deny my feels. I can’t ignore how I feel when I’m around you, or how nothing else seems to matter.” He replied as she lifted her head to look into his eyes. The unspoken words their eyes whispered told all they needed to, and Max bent his head down to capture her lips in an intense clinch. Putting his hands around her waist, he picked Liz up and placed her gently on the counter beside them, pushing aside the rolls allowing them to tumble to the waiting floor below. All thoughts of anyone inside the Crashdown were pushed to the farthest regions of the lovers’ brains as physical emotion took over. Their lips locked tightly together, neither wanting the moment to end, both relishing the feelings that were flooding their bodies. The bang of the kitchen door brought Max and Liz crashing back down to earth. “Oh, I’m sorry, I …. I was …. looking for the …… bathroom.” A young extra from the play piped up, obviously embarrassed that she had walked in on them making out. “It’s ok Shannon, it’s the next door on the right.” Liz replied getting down from the counter and trying to hide her blushed cheeks with her hair. Once the door had shut, Liz let out a huge sigh. “That was so embarrassing, I can’t believe we got so carried away. Thank god that wasn’t Isabelle or Michael!” Liz said waving her hands at her cheeks to try to cool them down and rid them of the red stain of embarrassment. “Come on, let’s go somewhere more private.” Max said before grabbing her hand and pulling her out the back door of the kitchen and into the yard outside. “Now this is better, we shouldn’t get interrupted out here.” Max replied with a glint in his eye. Leaning
Liz up against the brick wall of the Crashdown, Max resumed the passionate
assault on Liz’s lips. With one
free hand, he deafly removed the clip that was confining her hair, allowing it
to cascade freely onto her shoulders. Her
hands slipped under the shirt that he wore over the top of his trousers,
allowing them to explore his tort, muscular back. Her touch was like electric, setting his skin on fire with
her slightest touch. He moved his
hand to her knitted top, slowly undoing the first three buttons and exposing her
creamy, soft skin. Kissing and
nibbling at her neck, Max’s hand moved down her body, past her tiny waist to
the hem of her skirt. He gently
caressed the backs of her thighs through the material, slowly edging the
material upwards. The emotion
flooding his body was uncontrollable, the heady feeling in his head clouding his
mind forcing any thoughts of reason out of his mind.
His raging hormones encouraging him to drink more of the wonderfully
beautiful woman in his arms. Things
were rapidly getting out of control, and in an attempt to regain it, he broke
contact with her lips. Staring down
into her hypnotising eyes, he traced the edge of her jaw, and then drew his
finger across her glossy lips.
“God Liz, you are so beautiful, I love you so much.” He whispered before dipping his head and meeting her deep red lips once again. As they kissed passionately once more, Max suddenly sensed they weren’t alone. “Michael!” He said surprised as he pulled away from Liz. “What’s going on Max?” He said sharply, as Liz hasten to button her top back up to hide her exposed cleavage. “I don’t know what you mean?” Max replied calmly. “Don’t play games Max, you know exactly what I mean, and you can’t use the play as an excuse this time.” He said with an angry tone to his voice. “Ok, I know I said I would stay away from Liz, but I can’t. I’ve tried but I just can’t ignore my feelings anymore, and I won’t. I love Liz, I can’t change that.” He replied taking hold of Liz’s hand. “Oh so all the rules we made go out the window ‘cause you’re in love. No Max, it doesn’t work like that, there are three of us to make the decision, not just you, your actions affect Isabelle and I too.” “How? I’m not hurting or endangering you by seeing Liz.” Max said trying to defend himself. “Your
feelings for Liz do exactly that. If
you didn’t like her so much you wouldn’t have healed her when she was shot
in the Crashdown, then she wouldn’t have found out about us, and wouldn’t
have gone crying to Maria and Alex and spilled her guts to them too!
Everything you do with her endangers us, because you can’t think
straight, you lose all common sense.” “Of course I wouldn’t, but ….” “But nothing Max, I won’t let you play Russian Roulette with our lives!” Michael shouted, running at Max, putting his hands on Max’s chest and ramming him hard up against the wall of the Crashdown. “Michael! Stop it!” Liz screamed as Max’s hand was wrenched from her own. “I’ll make you see sense even if I have to bash it into you!” Michael yelled raising his fist and getting ready to slam it down into Max’s face. “No!” Max yelled, using the extra strength he had over Michael to push his friend away and onto the ground. By this time, Isabelle, Alex and Maria had heard the commotion and came running out. “What is your problem, what do you have against Liz?” Max yelled angrily. “Against
Liz personally, nothing, it’s you Max. We
had rules, not to tell anyone, not to get involved, and you’ve broken them
all.” “No
….” “How
about, it would mean you wouldn’t have any ties when we have to go home.”
Michael replied. As he laid on the floor in the same position as he had landed, the words that Max had just said started to seep into Michael’s brain. If he was honest, what Max was saying was true. There was no guarantee they would ever find their real home, and he didn’t really want to end up old and alone, but finding his real home and parents was Michael’s only drive, his reason for getting out of bed each morning. Getting involved with someone was like admitting it would never happen, allowing part of the dream that drove him to die. He couldn’t let that happen, what would be the point of carrying on if he had no dream? Suddenly, doing the only thing Michael knew how to do, he hauled himself up from the concrete, and took off out the yard and ran down the street. “Michael!” Max yelled after his friend. “Leave it Max, you’ve done enough damage!” Isabelle snapped before disappearing into the street. “Max, I’m so sorry.” Liz said looking at her dejected boyfriend. “I should go …….” He started “No, please don’t.” She replied. “I have to go after Michael, I’m sorry Liz.” He replied before running out towards the street, leaving Liz standing in the yard of the Crashdown alone. In her mind she wondered what it all meant. Michael had run off and Max had followed, but if it had been she who had run, would Max have come after her? Did this mean they were back to where they were before the play? Friends exchanging pleasantries but barely much else. She really didn’t think she could go through that emotional roller coaster again. Pretending she wasn’t hurting inside, pretending she didn’t want to get close and breath in his familiar aftershave, pretending that being just friends was as easy for her as it seemed for him. In her head a voice screamed out, no, and the inevitable tears welled up in her eyes. “Oh Liz!” Maria cried rushing up and throwing her arms around her best friend. “What do I do now Maria, will he ever come back?” She sobbed. “You go and fight for him Liz, if he’s worth it. Make Michael and Isabelle understand why you must be together. Who knows, maybe Michael will soften and let me in!” “I don’t think I can do it Maria, I don’t think I’ve got the strength left to fight anymore.” She replied honestly. “Of course you have babe, this is gorgeous Max Evans we’re talking about. He’s worth walking to the ends of the earth and back. You can’t let Michael and Isabelle win Liz, Max needs you just as much as you need him, that’s plain for anyone to see. Nobody said dating Czechoslovakians would be easy, but you can’t give up, fighting is your only weapon.” “Should
I go after him?” “I have to go after him, I’ll show Michael and Isabelle I can be trusted and I love Max.” She said adamantly, wiping away the tears that had escaped. “Go Liz, I’ll look after this place. “ Thanks Maria, you’re the best friend anyone could wish for.” Liz said hugging her once more before running out down the street. She didn’t know where to find them, or where they had gone, but Liz was determined to walk all night until she found them. “Michael, slow down!” Isabelle called trying desperately to shorten the distance as they both ran. “Why Isabelle, what’s the point.” He snapped slowing down to a walk “Hey I’m not the enemy here remember, I’m on your side.” She said finally drawing up along side him. “No,
you’re not the enemy, but he’s your brother.” “Yeah,
someone who has to be in control of every situation, make rules and then be the
first person to break them.” Michael
retorted. “What do you want Max?” Isabelle asked coldly. “To talk, we need to sort this situation out.” “There’s nothing to sort out Maxwell, you broke the rules, you got involved with a human and now you’ve chosen her over us.” “Oh and that’s why I’m here trying to make peace with you, instead of being with Liz?” “Whatever.” Michael said blankly. “What have I got to do to make you forgive me for saving Liz?” Max asked. “I forgive you for saving Liz, what I don’t forgive you it the fact that you’re not happy with watching her from afar anymore, now you have to have a full blown relationship. Why can’t you just go back to being her secret admirer again?” “You
know in saving Liz, I had to make a connection.
In doing so she saw how I really felt about her, my true feelings from
inside my soul, and I saw hers, I know how she really feels about me.
If I could turn back the time so that I could stay tie-free I would. No …… actually that’s a lie, I wouldn’t change the
time I’ve had with Liz. I love
you and Isabelle, but I am lonely, and afraid my life will pass me by without
having someone to fill that void.” “I know, but I need more, something away from finding our real home and parents, something ……….. something normal.” “Human, you mean!” Michael snapped. “Ok, yeah, I want something that makes me feel human, something that makes me feel like I belong. I’m tired of living my life in the shadows, it’s my time to step out from behind the tree.” “Ok, so you want to get more involved with your life, fine, but why with Liz? Why can’t you do that alone?” Michael asked. “What
have you got against Liz, why can’t you just be nice to her?” “I’m being serious Max.” “So am I. I’m trying to be honest, to explain how I feel. If giving up Liz is really what you want me to do, then I’ll do it. But you need to know that I will never, ever love someone as totally completely as I do her. I can’t explain it, it just feels right. Please Michael, Is, don’t make me give up the one thing that makes me happy, she is my whole reason for existence. She’s my soulmate.” Max pleaded. “Ok, ok, enough of the mushy, sappiness. We can’t stop you seeing Liz, it didn’t work before and it won’t work now, you always seem to find a way back to each other.” Isabelle said. “Thanks.” Max replied quietly. “Just remember Maxwell, when it’s time to go and say goodbye to Liz, I told you that no ties would make it easier and less painful.” “Easier yes, but much more lonelier. Liz knows there is a chance we could find our real home and leave, she’s prepared to take that risk, and so am I.” He replied. “So, you left her at the party?” “Standing in the yard of the Crashdown to be exact. I needed to sort things out with you two.” “So she’s probably balling her eyes out right now afraid you’ll never come back. Come on, time to go back and mend some bridges.” Michael replied giving Max a small smile to let him know they were friends again. As she walked along the main road through the centre of the town, a nearby light bulb flickered as it neared the end of its life. A slight chill was in the air and Liz wrapped her arms around herself in an attempt to conserve her body heat. She had never been afraid to walk the streets of her home town at night before, but tonight it suddenly felt different. A cold shiver ran down her spine as she got a feeling she was being watched. Quickly turning her head, Liz spun round on the spot to see what was behind her. Upon seeing nothing but the shadows nearby houses and trees cast on the pavement, she continued on, telling herself that it was nothing and not to be so stupid. Thoughts of Max filled her head, driving her along the pavement, giving her strength to keep walking at such a late time of night. If her parents knew she was walking the streets at nearly midnight they would ground her for months, but what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them. They were off visiting her aunt for the week, giving Liz some much needed space away from the smothering protectiveness of her mother and father. Still feeling uneasy, Liz decided to jog the rest of the short distance to the Evans’ house. As she approached it, Liz could see no lights on, the jeep wasn’t in the driveway, and there seemed no activity inside the house. “Either everyone is asleep, or they’re not here.” She thought to herself. Deciding that if Max had come home the jeep would be in the driveway, she headed off in the direction of Michael’s trailer park. It was a long shot, but she didn’t have many places to check, Roswell wasn’t, after all, a particularly large town. Crossing the street, Liz continued her trek across town, still feeling slightly uneasy about being alone on the streets at night. “You decided to come back then!” Maria snapped as she unlocked the main door to the Crashdown. “I came back to see Liz.” Max replied as they stepped inside. “What about you two?” She asked directing her question at Michael and Isabelle. “We’re just sheep following the master to ‘Little old Bo Peep’.” Michael whipped back. He was definitely in no mood for a grilling from Maria over what had happened earlier that night. “Well sheep, you can just follow the master outta here, ‘cause ‘Little old Bo Peep’ ain’t here.” Maria replied. “What do you mean?” Max asked “Exactly that. After you left her standing in the yard distraught and alone, we talked and she decided to go after you and knock some sense into the head of your two sheep. She left about 30 minutes ago, and I haven’t seen her since. Judging by her mood I’d say she’s prepared to walk all night until she finds you.” Maria replied. “Where
was she going?” “Right, we’ll do that.” Max said pulling open the door and heading outside to the jeep. “Well I can’t see her Max.” Isabelle said as they pulled up outside their house. “Where else could she have gone?” Michael asked. “I don’t know, there’s the Crashdown, UFO Centre, my house and I guess maybe your place.” Max replied. “Look no offence Max, but I’m really tired. Liz is a big girl she can look after herself. She’s probably given up and gone home already” Isabelle replied. “Fine
Is, you go to bed, but I’m not going to sleep until I find her.” “Take me home Maxwell, I’m sure we’ll find Liz on the way.” Michael replied, desperately trying to stifle a yawn that had escaped from his mouth. As she walked along the dusty, dirt track towards the trailer park, the feeling of being followed engulfed Liz once again. As before, she spun around to find only the trees rustling behind her. By this point she was really getting spooked and, even with Max as her driving force, was beginning to regret starting her little crusade to traipse across town to find her love. Suddenly, just as the open area of the park came in sight, Liz felt herself being grabbed from behind, a black gloved hand covered her mouth tightly, and dragged her backwards through an opening in the trees. She fought in vain to wriggle free of the grasp, but her assailant was strong, much stronger than she was, and Liz only succeeded in being held tighter. Liz fought desperately for a snatch of a breath, the hand covered both her mouth and nose, leaving very little gap for air. She desperately tried to scream, to attract someone’s attention, but the grip on her mouth was tight, and she was unable to make a sound. Her mind was racing as she tried to think of what to do, her head pounding, her brain desperately requiring oxygen to function properly. She felt like she was suffocating, her lungs hurt as they tried to drag in even the smallest amount of air. A wave of giddiness rushed through her body at lightening pace, her head felt heavy, her eyes struggling to focus and fight against the blackness that was starting to rule her body. As she was pulled towards a nearby car, the loosing battle that was raging through her body took over and suddenly everything around her went black. The young girl’s body became limp in the arms of her attacker as he swept her up and laid her down on the back seat of the car. Knowing it was a short distance to their destination, and that she was out cold, he didn’t bother to bound and gag her, that way if anyone stopped him they’d think she was just sleeping. As the car pulled out of the trailer park, there was not a movement from the lifeless, sleeping form on the back seat.
TBC ...........................!
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