Elizabeth and Maxwell AU, M/L, MATURE)CH.32 4/12/06 [WIP]
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 8:48 pm

Tittle: Elizabeth and Maxwell
Author: urpersonaloddball
Pairing: M/L
Rating: MATURE
Disclaimer: i own nothing, nada, not a thing
Summary: A little like Dharma and Greg
Chapter One
"Hey sorry," he tells me."i didn't mean to run into you. Are you alright?" he asks as he offers me his hand. I take it, get up, then check myself to make sure that i'm alright. This guys is something else, not in a bad way either.
"i'm fine thank you for helping me," i tell him. I look up at him and am face to face with the most beautiful pair of hazel eyes i have ever seen. They just pop and bring out the brightness in his face. He is six five and has brown hair and perfectly tan skin. He's hot.
"Are you sure you're fine?" he asks me again. I nod my head yes. I bet that he think i'm werid because i haven't said anything. I just keep looking at him. His aura is so confusing. It's a huge ball of confusion.
i finally find my voice, " Yeah, i'm fine, no harm done." I tell him and he nods at me. Did i mention that he is still holding my hand and he has soft but firm skin, i wonder what his butt feels like. I bet its firm too.
"that's good," he tells me meeting my gaze straight on," would you like to get a coffe or something?" he asks me. He is so sweet and cute and did i happen to mention very very hot. yummy!
"How about pie instead?" i ask him. He looks at me kinda werid and i just keep staring at his eyes. I can't get over them.
"Pie, sure i could go for some pie, haven't had it in ages." he tell me and i look at him like he has a third head.
"You haven't had pie in ages?!" he just looks at me. "When exactly was the last time you had pie?" i ask him and he looks up at the sky trying to think.
"It was easter three years ago." he tells me. I swear that my eyes are going to pop because i'm look at him all werid and stuff.
"What?" he asks.
"You haven't has pie in three almost four years? are you crazy? How can you go a whole three years without pie, that is just crazy." i tell him. in all honesty it is. I can't go three months without pie. How could i go three years without pie.
"Well, my mom makes the worst pie and i can't find a decent place with good pie, that's why i haven't had pie in three years." he tell me taking his hand from mine.
"I have the perfect pie place, the thing is, it's kind of far." actually its more than a little far. It's in vegas and we are in New York.
"Well then lets go. I have the next two days off work anyway. That is unless you don't want to share your perfect pie place," is he challenging me. He's known me for like five seconds and he is already challenging me.
"Fine lets go," i tell him and he takes my hand and leads me to what i think is his car. It's hot. It's a brand new Ford Mustang and it is hot. It's not red it black and did i mention its hot.
"this is your car?" i ask him
"yeah you got a problem with it" he ask me back.
"Not a one," i tell him and smile as he opens my door for me. he runs around the front of the car and hops in the car. he look at me and smiles.
"so where is this perfect pie place?" he asks me.
" umm, it's in vegas," he stop me the car and looks at me. " hey i told you it was far didn't . . . . " he cuts me off, making a u-turn.
"So it's in Vegas. Okay, let go to Vegas," he tells me. I guess he doesn't know whick way Vegas is because he is going in the wrong direction.
"Hey you do know that you are going in the wrong direction, right?" i ask him.
"Actually i am going in the right direction. there is no way that i am going to drive my baby to Vegas in this heat, so we are going to the airport and we will fly." he tell me then looks over at me and smiles. I can't help but smile back, he has the cutess smile that make you just want to melt.
"Okay then," i tell him.
His POV
Why don't i find this werid. I just met this girl. Well technically i haven't met this girl. I don't even know her name.
"Hey what's your name?" i ask her.
"It's Elizabeth, but since we are going to be going to Vegas together, you can call me Liz." she tells me. Man she's hot. She's got a body to die for and her smile is enough to melt the polar ice caps. She has long dark brown hair. She also has this cute scar on her right eyebrow that give her a dangerous look.
"So, since i told you my name isn't it far to return the favor?" she asks me.
"It's Maxwell Evan, you can call me Max." i tell her. I half expected her to yell or scream. That's what most girls do when they find out who i am and to tell you the truth i really does bother me.
"Evan, i've heard that somewhere," she tells me. "Yeah, my dad works for some guy name Evans but yeah, some coincidence uhh," she tells me. She really doesn't know who i am. this is perfect. She wont know what to expect from me. What if her dad doesn't work for my dad though. Could this be the girl my mom has been trying to set me up with. Nah the women mom chose for me are never this pretty but i would like to know.
"What's you last name?" i ask her. She looks at me.
"Oh, it's Parker," she tells me. this is the girl that my mother has been trying to set me up with. But why wouldn't she know who i was.
"Are you by any chance related to Jeff and Nancy Parker, would you?"
"Yeah how did you know?"
"I know your parents," i tell her. "Your dad and my dad wrok together. Your parents come over all the time." i tell her. She doesn't know who the hell i am. What the f$ck?
"Your .... your Diane and Philip Evans son. Please tell me you aren't their son?" she ask me. why what's wrong with me.
"I guess i can't grant you that wish, because they are my parents." i tell her. She look really pale at the moment. I pull over on the shoulder of the Vincent Thomas.
"Hey are you okay?" i ask her and try to rub her back but she pull away getting closer to the door.
"No, no, please tell me that this isn't happening. You are not Diane and Philip Evans son?" She begging me to tell her that i'm lying and that i'm not my parents son. what does she have against me.
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Chapter 2
Max's POV
Why is she acting this way? What on earth did i ever do to her? I mean, i'm a good guy and i have money so what could be wrong with me?
Liz's POV
"You can't be Diane and Philip Evans's son. You just can't. He's mean and evil. He used to pull my hair when i was young and lock me in the revolving door when i was sick. I hate that guy. You can't be that guy, your sweet and nice," i tell him. He has to be f#cking me. If this guy is Maxwell Freaking Evans then i am going to kill me mother for not telling me that he was in town.
"Well, thank you very much. I have changed a lot since i was a kid and there is no way that you are my dad's best friend's daughter because she is a bitch. She was alway a snob and was alway nagging me to take her places. She was butt ugly too." he tells me. That asshole, i am Elizabeth Anne Sitta-Lee Parker. Daughter to Jeffery and Nancy Parker and if this guy is going to be a jerk to me then i'm going to . . . going to ....
Max's POV
What the hell? She just opened the door and walked out on the Bridge. There is no walkway on the Bridge. Is she trying to kill herself. the only reason i'm able to pull over is because there is construction on the Bridge. She is crazy if she thinks that she can walk all the way back to the city by way of the Bridge. What am i still doing talking to you when i should be going after her and stopping her from killing herself?
"Hey Liz, wait, your going to get yourself killed. Get back here and let go get some pie," i laugh but stop when she turns around and looks at me with death glares. I know those eyes, that is definetly Nancy's daughter.
"Hey i was just kiddine about all that stuff that i said," i yell after her and she starts walking back. Thank you god. Her dad would so kill me if anything happened to her and he found out that i left her here on the Bridge. You may be thinking how could he possibly find out that she was with me, oh, he knows, he know everything. He has eyes everywhere.
She finally made it back to the car and opens the door. I hop in the drivers seat thinking that she is getting in, but she isn't. She grabs her purse, gets out of the car, and pulls out her cellphone and already has the phone to her ear and is waiting for someone to answer.
I hop back out of the car and walk around to the passanger side of the car. As soon as i make it over to her and grab her hand she is already talking and the first thing out of her mouths has to be ......
Liz's POV
"Hi Daddy."
"Hi sweetheart. What's up?" he asks me.
"I have a little problem, can you send a car to come pick me up."
"Sure sweetie, what happened? Did that piece of junk, you call a car finally give out on you?" he sound so sarcastic.
"No daddy," i start to talk, but Max reaches for the phone and tries to pull it away from me. I move away from him and hit him in the stomach. Ha Ha
"Everything alright?" he asks me.
"Just fine. I'm in the middle of the Bridge by the construction. Thanks daddy. Love you." i tell him as i hang up.
"I can't believe you called your father, to have him send a car to pick you up," he tells me with disbelief.
"You are such a snob. You haven't changed at all, have you?" he makes it sound like a question but of course if i answer him he will just snap at me. He is crazy.
"Well, there is no way that i am going to get back into that car with you, ever. Do you understand me? There is no way in hell!" i yell at him. He is the evilest person to ever walk the planet. what's worse is that my mom and Diane have been trying to set us up for years but i always get out of it, playing sick or some shit like that. Life with my family is way too complicated.
Max's POV
"Fine, you know what. Be a spioled rich bitch and just stay here. I don't care at all. Have a nice life," i tell her. I can't believe she just did that.
I go around to the driver's side and hop back into the car. She is evil and hateful and crazy. She is just spioled and someone should put her in her place.
I start my engine, wait for three minutes and take off, waiting for an opening in the road, just to be safe of course.
"Good - Bye Elizabeth!!!" i yell out my window.