And onto the story...
Author: Liz Evans a.k.a Jen
Title: Here is Gone
Category: Max and Liz AU (no aliens)
Rating: PG-13 - mild NC-17
Disclaimer: I own not a thing. Well, maybe except for this computer, this keyboard, and this mouse that I’m currently using. That’s all a gal needs anyways right?
Email: DreamgirlJen@hotmail.com
Feedback: Very very very appreciated and the inspiration needed to write this story
Summary: Max and Liz in my own crazy world that I have created. ‘sigh’ need I say more?..
Part 11
**Minor NC-17 Warning Ahead**
Music from the Counting Crows drifted from Max’s stereo in his room, playing the perfect melody to his somber tone right about now.
It was set. Three weeks from now the girl of his dreams was going to seriously be out of his life forever. Not that she was even in it or even his to begin with, just literally in his dreams these past couple of nights. He thought back to another time.
”Max, what’s wrong?” Isabel asked, flopping down on her brother’s bed.
“Nothing Izzy. Why?” Max kept his eye on the ball he was bouncing off the ceiling.
“Because you always listen to the Counting Crows when you’re depressed. It’s a given.”
He just groaned. “Why do you have to know me so well?”
She just smirked. “Because I’m psychic. Just like I know that It’s about a girl.. or wait.. No it’s the lack there of!”
Running his hand through his hair he sighed. “You heard me talking to Alex, didn’t you?”
She smirked again as she headed toward the door, looking back. “Don’t worry Max. She’ll come one day and when she does, it’ll be explosive.”
Explosive. More like disastrous the way things were now.
It had been a mistake to stay this long, he concluded. Nothing ever got resolved anyway and if it weren’t for Cassie he wouldn’t had come in the first place. He knew what he had to do as he got up and pulled out his leather backpack from under the bed. He had to leave now before he got too attached.
Packing the usual, the clothes he brought, some clothes he left from last time, some necessities, and his music, he was ready. This time had been more productive than the previous times at least, he had opened up to someone this time and actually felt for the first time in ages. Maybe he could find that somewhere else, although he highly doubted it. Somewhere else didn’t have Liz Parker.
He was going to leave before the summer was over anyway since he had a job offering in New York with a record company. It was nothing that would put him high up in the world, but certainly something to get his foot in the door with since he knew music and wanted to manage and find amazing talent out there some day.
He just had one more thing to do before he was on his way.
Cassie.
This was the shortest time he had ever stayed and it got harder each time he left here. He shook his head as he started out the door, but was stopped by one frantic Maria Deluca.
“I need another guy’s point of view. Space-boy doesn’t seem to have much input on it, saying I should keep my big fat nose out of Liz’s life. What does he know?” She passed him and sat on his bed, ruffling her already wild blonde hair.
Max couldn’t keep but laughing at this a little. “Well I don’t think I’d have that much to say either…” He trailed off, frowning.
“Wait… where are you going?” He was just going to leave her here like this!?.
“I’m leaving. I shouldn’t have come this time and I….” He explained.
“No! Max, please stay??” Is all Maria could ask. She needed someone else to try to talk some sanity into her best friend
“Why?” He asked. ‘She barely knows me’
“Well why are you leaving?” She asked back.
“I have a job opportunity in New….” He started. It’s a perfectly good explanation.
“Yeah yeah. Why did you choose this particular moment to leave?” She was good…
“I just… things are getting hectic around here and I don’t particularly want to stick around and watch my pain in the ass brother marry someone he doesn’t dese...” He stopped himself before he could continue...
“I have to get things ready in New York.” He finished. That was a perfectly reasonable explanation.
“Oh My God! You really do like her! This is fucking perfect!” Maria opened her mouth in shock as her eyes went wide.
Jumping up, she widely grinned.
”What?! I don’t like Liz…. like that.” What the hell was happening??
“I didn’t even mention her name and you knew. You like her.”
That was true… It wasn’t that obvious!? Was it?
“You barely know me, how can you say I….” Max started getting angry as Maria continued on.
”You like her.” She continued to smile, knowingly.
“But I…”
“You like her.” Maria danced around laughing. Was this chick crazy?
“I just met her.”
“And you like her.”
He huffed. “Maria I…”
“Yooouu Liiiike Heeeerrrr.”
“I like her.”
He sighed, knowing there wasn’t a way of winning an argument with this Maria Deluca. Now he knew how Michael must feel.
”Aha! I knew it!” She jumped up squealing as she hugged him. Max just stood there, frowning. He didn’t want anyone else to know and now her best friend who probably tells her everything knew. This was not good.
She, on the other-hand, was a genius. A genius with a plan.
This was going to be good.
……………………
Liz let the bubbles fill her senses as she leaned back in the tub, listening to the so Counting Crows music coming from Max’s room. She was just taking time relaxing and taking a small break if only for a little while, from her chaotic life.
She was happy… wasn’t she?
She was.
The man she… Kyle, had just proposed to her in front of everyone for the second time, afterwards telling her that he couldn’t wait to marry her and that’s why he wanted it to be so soon. They were going to eventually, did it matter if it was sooner than expected?
She sighed.
She kept seeing Max’s face and for a fleeting moment, pictured him the one on one knee. She wouldn’t dare tell this to anyone though, because while it was just one fleeting thought, it would probably prove her to be crazy since she just met the guy and he was Kyle’s brother.
But then why did she almost gasp when she saw him leaning against the doorway looking almost…
No. No, that couldn’t have been pain she saw on his face. See? She had to stop thinking. It wasn’t good for her and he was completely out of the question. Besides, he had enough to deal with without some plain brown headed girl drooling over him when she belonged to another. This was her just being selfish.
She just focused on relaxing although that wasn’t really possible considering she had about a million things to do before the wedding.
Like tell her parents she was engaged…
It wasn’t that her parents didn’t like Kyle, they did, but they could be very over-protective sometimes. Here she was, all grown up now, finally starting a career for herself and living on her own for a while now, but they still sometimes treated her like she was still 16.
Her mom would of course cry, saying her baby was all grown up, and her dad would get this serious look on his face and want to have ‘a little talk’ with Kyle, but the end result would probably just be them trying to adjust to it. Not to mention the fact that they still had to meet Kyle’s parents and family which no doubt, they would love.
Still, it was a lot of pressure.
She needed something to get her mind off things so she laid her head back against the porcelain tub, with her shoulders still caressed in the strawberry scented bubbles around her and just let her mind wander.
And it automatically wandered to Max. A little daydreaming couldn’t hurt…
His skin seemed to take on a radiant glow in the candlelight as his strong arms massaged her shoulders as he sat in the tub behind her. She was in heaven as his magical hands worked havoc on her upper body, relieving the tension that had been there for a while.
“Maaax…” She moaned. Life couldn’t get any sweeter than this or him as he continued.
“Does this feel good, Liz?” He asked her as his right hand went past her shoulder, exploring further down until he cupped her breast.
She moaned again. “Yess…It does.” She was trying to stay in control but that word didn’t seem to exist when she was around Max Evans like this. This time was not for thinking though as he moved his fingers around her nipple that much needed attention.
She could feel his breath tingling on her ear as she just let his hands do whatever the hell they wanted. She didn’t care as long as he didn’t stop touching her. And he didn’t. In fact, he was touching her now even more as his other hand worked it’s way down her body and through her dark curls.
“Why do you fight this?” He asked, taking her earlobe in his mouth, suckling for a second.
“Ah…Ma…fight what?” Why was he asking her questions at a time like this!? Did he not know what he was doing to her!?
“Us. You’ve never dreamed about Kyle in this way.”
Kyle? Kyle who?
“Who..ahh? She gasped as a finger continued its path further, stroking her.
“You’ve never let him touch you like the way I’m touching you now.” Brushing his thumb over her swollen nub, putting pressure on it was slowly driving her crazy as she arched up a little.
“You’ve never let him see you like I’m seeing you now.” Inserting one finger into her, he slowly stroked her inside, making her moan a little more, go crazy a little more.
“Oh my god…” She was slowly being woven undone as she moved her hips to the rhythm of that glorious hand of his.
“Liz, you already know the truth about us. It’s inside you.” He told her as his hand slowed its pace inside her, squeezing her bundle of nerves one last time.
“Maaaax…”
……………………..
Max paced around his room wondering where Maria went.
Did she go to tell Liz?
Did she go to tell Kyle? Although she seemed to hate Kyle so he doubted she would go do that.
Deciding he needed to clear his thoughts and splash some cold water on his face, he headed towards the bathroom.
Opening the door, his eyes adjusted to the dim light lit only by candles and the same eyes just about popped out of his head as he saw what was before him.
Liz.
Her back was turned from him as she lay in the bathtub full of bubbles. Her hair was swept up in a pile on top of her head and the candlelight lit glorious neck and back, or what he could see of it anyways.
He stood there just in awe of the view he was getting when he heard his name. He froze.
“Maaax.” She said almost out of breath.
Oh shit she knew he was in there! But how? She hadn’t even turned around.
Blushing, knowing he was caught, he apologized. “I….I’m so..sorry.” He said, turning to go out the door.
Liz was snapped out of the high of her dream as she halfway turned around.
“Max!”
Oh God. He was there! Did he hear her say his name like that!?
“I’m sorry, I should have knocked.” He continued, fumbling with the doorknob behind him to open the door.
He had just accidentally walked in.
“Oh! No… No it’s my fault Max. I was the one who forgot to lock the door this time.” She smirked. Whew. Luckily she was still covered up by the bubbles, although they were thinking. She was so flushed still from that dream…
“It’s okay; we’ll just have to be more careful. Uh see you later, Liz.” And with that, he was gone.
…………………..
“Michael!” Maria yelled as soon as she found him. She had to talk to him about this!
“Maria, I don’t want to discuss this anymore. It’s Liz’s life and it’s her decision whether she wants to marry that assho…”
“Max likes her.” She cut him off.
He furrowed his eyebrow as he thought for a second. “Really?”
“Really really.” She nodded, smiling.
“Well that’s not anything new, Liz is attractive afterall.” He said, knowing Maria wouldn’t get upset. She knew he loved her and only thought of her.
“Yes but there’s more too it. I could see it in his eyes.” He had to admit, his girlfriend was great at reading the emotions in people’s eyes.
“But there’s nothing we can do about it. She’s marrying his brother Maria.” He was the logical one in this. He liked Max and thought they’d be great together at one time, but he knew the facts. “Unless…”
Was she thinking what he was thinking?
She nodded. “I think she likes him too.”
…………..……
Liz groaned as she leaned back against the tub once again, thinking about that dream. She had intended only to daydream, to stay in control more but she drifted asleep as soon as she had closed her eyes.
What a dream though! She was still coming down from it since it had still got her…riled up. The words Max spoke to her still stuck with her as she frowned.
You never dreamed about Kyle like this. You never him touch you. You never let him see you…” And she hadn’t. She had been so closed off to him and she couldn’t figure out why she could so easily dream about Max like this but not the one she was to marry.
Kyle must be so frustrated with her, and her brushing him off all the time when he wanted to get intimate. She had been putting this off with him for way too long and she knew what she had to do.
TBC….
Let me know what you think!
This is only the second time I've wrote NC-17 so I cant say that im not a little red lol. Until next time,
Jen
The new part is almost done, seriously i have like two paragraphs to go so I will try to post it this weekend.