One big Chick Flick (CC AU ADULT XO) *3 available-starting*

[FaithfulAngel24]

*Max*

I am petrified that I said to much. Scared her off. Instead I am pleasantly surprised when she replies, “You have NO idea how that makes me feel moondoggie." I wish she could call me by my real name. Doing this feels so dirty and informal and those are two things I never want to associate with Gidge. Surely her real name isn’t Gidget? I ponder over the possibilities. Alexia? Brianna? Cassandra? None of them feels right. It’s almost as if I have it on the tip of my tongue but can’t utter it despite my may efforts.

"Why does this feel so right.... but so wrong." She enters and at first I feel panic flood my weary body. I’ve went to far. Pushed her over the edge. This is where she’s going to say she never wants to converse with me for as long as she lives. I feel a slow devastation ease over me. I can’t believe I just messed up the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

"Wrong in the sense that we shouldn't be doing this through the internet." There is a God! She doesn’t feel wrong about us. She feels wrong about revealing such private thoughts over the world wide web. That’s a notion I can respect. After all if one of the guys read some of the stuff I said to Gidge tonight I’d never live it down. I wouldn’t regret it the least bit ,but I’d rather not have my intimate secrets splashed all over the place for anyone’s disposable.

"Moondoggie... I..." She struggles to find the words to express her feelings. "Does that make sense?" She finishes and I detect her frustration. “It makes perfect sense.” I assure her adamantly. “I want to apologize for going about it the wrong way. You deserve so much better then this.” I counter feeling great shame.

“I just want you to know that talking with you no matter how briefly has meant so much to me. It let’s me know I’m not alone in the world. No matter how insignificant you may consider it I take great pleasure in knowing that for a short time I might have meant something to you. I can live off that for the rest of my life. You’ve given me hope and for that I want to thank you.” I finish unsure of what to say and what not to say. It seems the damage is done. She'll never open up to me again.

[madroswellfan]

~~~~~LIZ~~~~~
Bling.

I pull my computer nervously towards me as I have a look at his reply.

“It makes perfect sense.”
I sigh. Well at least he's being nice about it...

"I want to apologize for going about it the wrong way. You deserve so much better then this.”
Huh? Better than this? No I don't...hell I was as much to blame as he is...and theres nothing to blame because God I want him to relieve me so much.

“I just want you to know that talking with you no matter how briefly has meant so much to me. It let’s me know I’m not alone in the world. No matter how insignificant you may consider it I take great pleasure in knowing that for a short time I might have meant something to you. I can live off that for the rest of my life. You’ve given me hope and for that I want to thank you.”

He wants to stop talking? I mean...what he's saying is very sweet. But is it me and my paranoidness or... does he think we're never going to speak again? He never does want t o does he... Oh God...
I mean he just thanked me... like you thank a waiter before you never see them again...
Oh God...

"You sound like we're never going to speak again." I reply, feeling slightly hurt. "Is that what you want?"

Oh God... he doesn't want to speak to me ever again does he... This was all some...huge co-incidence that we have the same interests... it had to be too good to be true...
I need to make him change his mind. Because I don't want to live without him.

"I mean... firstly I don't want an apology. Because the way you make me feel is.... indescribable. And if you do regret it, which I hope is just me being my usual not-being-sure-of-my-self-ness, but if you do... I inititated this as much as you did. And I don't regret it. Not for a second. Ever."

I bite my lip before quickly adding, "And Moondoggie... I don't want you to think that I'm going to stop talking to you because there isn't a chance in hell I'm letting a guy I feel so... close too stop being my friend."

I swallow hard as I watch the screen, anxious for his reply. What if he did want to stop talking to me? I couldn't imagine not getting his sweet emails every day... they make my day... they are what I live for.

I live for emails. How sad is that?

[FaithfulAngel24]

*Max*

Her response is almost immediate. "You sound like we're never going to speak again." Isn‘t that what she was meaning? I thought that she felt like what we were doing was wrong. Did I misinterpret her intentions? "Is that what you want?" No, it’s not what I want ,but I do feel like I owe her more then this. She’s a wonderful woman who deserves to be given he world on a silver platter. What can I possibly offer her? Basically I am a high class call guy.What would she think if she knew what I do for a living?

This is an odd feeling. I’ve never cared about what other people thought about my job. Now suddenly I feel like the only woman who’s opinion matters is one who is quite possible a hundred miles away and doesn’t even know my real name. "I mean... firstly I don't want an apology. Because the way you make me feel is.... indescribable. And if you do regret it, which I hope is just me being my usual not-being-sure-of-my-self-ness, but if you do... I initiated this as much as you did. And I don't regret it. Not for a second. Ever."

Wow, I didn’t realize I had such an effect on her. I didn’t think it was possible that she could return such intense feelings. I am in awe of this woman and the things she’s made me feel. I wish I could tell her the depth of my affection but I don’t wish to scare her off. This is too much to fast. I can’t be falling in love with my online pen pal. Can I? "And Moondoggie... I don't want you to think that I'm going to stop talking to you because there isn't a chance in hell I'm letting a guy I feel so... close too stop being my friend."

Friend? I hoping that she doesn’t just have ‘friend’ feelings for me. That would devastate me beyond belief. “I don’t want to stop talking to you. I look forward to your emails all day. I’m just afraid perhaps we have started something we can’t finish. After all one of the rules was no public meetings. I find myself picturing what you really look like and wondering if your voice is as angelic as I imagine it. I want to see you to feel you ,but we can’t. Doesn’t that bother you?” I inquire hoping that this isn’t completely one sided.

“Just for the record I could never regret what has took place between the two of us tonight. I’ve never felt so linked to another person in my life." I pause to push back the uneasiness in my gut. What if she thinks that I'm pathetic making connections with people who have never seen my face?

[madroswellfan]

~~~~~LIZ~~~~~
“I don’t want to stop talking to you. I look forward to your emails all day. I’m just afraid perhaps we have started something we can’t finish. After all one of the rules was no public meetings. I find myself picturing what you really look like and wondering if your voice is as angelic as I imagine it. I want to see you to feel you ,but we can’t. Doesn’t that bother you?”

I swallow hard. Yes it does. It bothers me so much. All I want is to see him... so that no matter how he looks I can have him hold me in his arms.

“Just for the record I could never regret what has took place between the two of us tonight. I’ve never felt so linked to another person in my life."
I can't help but smile... he's such a... an amazing person. But how do I respond to his question?

"Yes...it does." I reply slowly, as I try to think of what to say next. "I imagine the same thing...except I... I don't really care what you look like... just as long as you've not pretended to be something your not. Which I know you wouldn't have."

I bite my lip, wishing I could just ask him to meet me. But I can't. We can't. I'm too scared. Firstly, no matter what he's saying, he may not want to... secondly, what if we ruin whatever friendship we do have on here? But mostly... I'm scared he won't like the real me. I'm scared he won't like what he sees and decides I'm not worth his trouble...

I'm scared that if he meets me, he'll never speak to me again.

[FaithfulAngel24]

*Max*

It takes her a moment to respond. I suppose she‘s giving this as much deep thought as I am. "Yes...it does." She answers and I can feel the conflict even if I can‘t see her expression. "I imagine the same thing...except I... I don't really care what you look like... just as long as you've not pretended to be something your not. Which I know you wouldn't have."

No. I wouldn’t have. The fact that she knows that tells me we have reached an understanding on one another’s character. “I’m not that interested in looks although I understand their importance. You have to be attracted to someone if you want it to work.” I pause giving the subject the contemplation it deserves.

“ Although attraction isn’t necessarily always purely physical.” I add feeling good about where this is leading. “Such as I am attracted to your witty way with words.”

[madroswellfan]

~~~~~LIZ~~~~~
“I’m not that interested in looks although I understand their importance. You have to be attracted to someone if you want it to work.”
That is true... and thats why my heart is sinking. Because like a nice guy like him would be attracted to a chef like me.

“ Although attraction isn’t necessarily always purely physical.”
I raise an eyebrow at his words. “Such as I am attracted to your witty way with words.”

I smile slightly at my computer screen, but I still can't help feeling sad. Like he would ever be attracted to the real me. I knew we'd never be able to meet up. It just couldn't work. He'd run a mile. Ok, I'm not ugly, but when he sees me his dreams will be shattered.

I sigh before saying, "Then you have some very wierd tastes!" I joke. I pause a moment before adding, "But I am attracted to yours too." My smile drops from my face as I consider what to type next. "You'll make some perfect girl really happy one day Moondoggie... you just have to find her. Perfect guys always get perfect girls." I type, partly because I feel the need to see the words myself... to tell myself to get over it.




(ooc: Is Alex getting near to a point he can call Liz? So then in turn she can call Max?)

[madroswellfan]

~~~~~KYLE~~~~~
They move me into an ambulance and the rest is a pure blur of questions, murmurings of kindness from Tess and pain. Fortunitely, the hospital was only a few blocks away, and soon they are taking me out of the ambulance and sending me to wait until they're ready for me. In the meantime, they left me take some strong painkillers, which make me rather sleepy, but I can deal with that.

I look over at Tess. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to ruin your evening....if you want to get back to your friend I totally understand... I'll be ok." I tell her. "Thank you...for coming with me," I add.

[FaithfulAngel24]

*Alex*

"Oh, Alex you don't need to make me yours...Marriage will only make me yours on paper and I have been yours since the very first moment I laid eyes on you, my lovely sweet Alex" She informs me as salty wet tears steam down her beautiful face. I automatically respond with alarm. I never want to hurt her and I fear that I have.

She notices my distraught reaction and gives a soft laugh. "Happy Tears" I sigh in relief and gather her up in my arms. “I only want you to cry those happy tears.” I state with a slight chuckle. ‘I can’t wait to tell everyone that we are getting married. Everyone is going to be thrilled.” I raise back a bit so that I can meet her eyes.

“I can’t wait a moment longer. I must tell the people closest to me that you have agreed to be my wife!” I place a kisses all over her face and neck ending with a meaningful kiss on the lips. “Do you mind if we put off our celebration just long enough for me to make a couple of phone calls?” I question hoping that this does not offend her.

[FaithfulAngel24]

*Max*

"Then you have some very weird tastes!" She teases. I have to smile at that. After a moment she continues, "But I am attracted to yours too" Until this moment I hadn’t believed that a woman could ever love me for my intellect. It isn’t my wit that pays the bills if you know what I mean.

“You'll make some perfect girl really happy one day Moondoggie... you just have to find her. Perfect guys always get perfect girls." What’s this about a perfect girl? I don’t want a woman without flaws that completely boring. I want… I want Gidge. That's it. I don't need some super model or award winning scientist. I want the woman who's emails thrill me.

“No ones perfect.” I quickly respond. “Even if there was it would be intolerable living with a woman who believed she was God’s gift to man. I’d rather have a lady who knows she’s got imperfections and instead of being ashamed embraces them.” I pause for a moment picturing that beautiful smile that haunts my dreams. “ There’s nothing more attractive then a woman who is comfortable with herself.”

[madroswellfan]

~~~~~liz~~~~~
“No ones perfect.”
Yes they are... he is... or at least what I know about him is...

“Even if there was it would be intolerable living with a woman who believed she was God’s gift to man. I’d rather have a lady who knows she’s got imperfections and instead of being ashamed embraces them.”

I swallow hard. So not me then. I have a billion imperfections. I may brace them at work but at home I'm just embarressed by them.

“ There’s nothing more attractive then a woman who is comfortable with herself.”

Again, not me. My heart sinks lower. "Oh...well I'm sure you'll find the perfect woman for you someday." I say as I try desperately of a way to change the conversation. "So, we've been talking quite a while on here..." I say knowing that its a BLATENT change in subject but I couldn't think of anything better.