Ok...its three o'clock...I'm outside JFK...Theres just one small problem.
There's about 30000 people in this airport and I havent a clue who Max is or where he'll be. After standing outside an entrance for about half an hour I realised theres actually about 20 entrances. Great. Quickly, I head inside and see the signing in gate and to check luggage. Deciding that he's got to go through here eventually, this will have to be the best I can do. Now I just have the problem of knowing who he is.
Well I do have a desciption my friend once told me about him. In other words, "Greek God, who is the best sex Ive ever had."
Hmm...something tells me its none of the guys around here at the moment, since there generally all bigboned men with suitcases or anerexic women with phones to there ears.
I sigh and bite my lip wondering what on EARTH I am doing. Was this really the right thing to do? Am I really gonna try and break up Alex's wedding?
Yes. Yes I am. Because I have to. Alex promised me first. Besides, if I haven't even met her before the wedding she can't be that great right? Maybe he'll see me, realise how she's completely not his type and is hideous or something and come back to me.
Somehow if Alex is getting married to her, I don't think its gonna be that easy.
He said his name was Max. Hmm...Max is a nice name.
Oh God.... he doesn't know even what I look like...he only knows my voice...
Oh God the ball is in my court isn't it. And the luggage check in is going to close soon...I'd better just go for it.
I see a semi-attractive blond. Ive never been that into blonds but I go up to him and smile.
"Hi.... are you Max?"
"I can be whoever you want me to be love" he says with a sneer.
I give a polite nod and walk away. Nuh-uh....
I see a sandy haired man checking in. I go in his direction and near him I say "Max?"
"Yes?"
The sandy hair guy turned around and looked at me expectantly.
I found him! Wow that was easy!
"Hi I'm Liz..."
He raises an eyebrow. "Hi Liz..."
Hmm...why does he seem hesitant. Uh...guess I should say something.
"Thank you for doing this for me..."
"Uh....do I know you?"
"Hoonneey?"
I stare in horror as a woman with a wedding ring comes over and pulls him into a snog. Horrified, I quickly walk away. Oh God what am I going to now? Just call out his name and see if anyone responds? Am I REALLY that desperate?

"Max?" I say loudly, hoping someone better than the two last guys would answer.