Roswell Fanatics

A JP with Stormwolfstone for Zan and Liz. It only takes us along another five or ten minutes ... We'll try catch up as soon as we can.

When Liz heard his reply, she stopped in the midst of lifting the fork from to her mouth and looked at him with shock. “Me?” She found herself unable to say anything else, certain she was blushing profusely. “Why…? I mean… I’m not… Well… I…” She shook her head and slowly the smile that began small started to grow, “I don’t know… what to think… I mean… I’m not that much…to… Not that special…” The flipping in her stomach was more then she could manage to put into words. “I… Thank you.” She finally managed to get out as she looked at him with a smile. He’d written that song for her. She felt like she could start jumping around at the knowledge of that.

She set her fork down and simply looked at Zan, turning her other hand over to hold his. She felt like an idiot with as big as she could feel her smile remaining. “I never would have imagined.” She admitted softly, her eyes locking on his even as she found herself leaning toward him.

"You ARE special," Max tells her earnestly. How could she possibly believe that she wasn't? "You're the most special girl I know."

He smiles a bit self-conciously as he thinks about the lyrics of that song -- all the thoughts and feelings that are now exposed since she knows that they're about her. "You should know that. You should always know that."
Max leans closer to her, looking at her beautiful face, her delicious lips. He wets his own lips with his tongue, aching to taste hers again. Then, his self-restraint fails and he closes the distance between them, landing a gentle kiss on her sweet lips.

What Zan says causes her to feel like her heart is beating out of control and she finds herself closing her eyes a moment before his lips touch hers. She returned the kiss, feeling as though she was being given one of the greatest feelings ever. Lifting her free hand to rest behind his neck. He thought she was special and that simply caused the joy to sing through her even as they kissed.

She would have been content to let the kiss continue forever but she forced herself to draw back slightly, "Thank you, Zan. I never thought you would... ever see me as... as more then what others see." She commented, letting her hand trail across his cheek, joy filling her that she'd actually managed to speak out.

Liz's touch on his neck makes Zan close his eyes with pleasure. It feels so wonderful to have her so close to him. Her thanks are something he's not sure how to accept. It didn't seem like a thing to be thanked for. ..."I have no idea what others see, or what you think they see," Zan says, tenderly. "I only see you. And you are beautiful."

Sighing, Liz wasn't sure what to say. She looked at him with a smile. "Thanks..." She found herself nibbling on her bottom lip as she looked at him a moment before ducking her head with embarrassment. She wasn't sure what to say, she couldn't help the thrill that went through her with his compliment. She just wasn't used to sincere words.

Zan pressed his lips together, not sure what to say. He'd seen how she looked away and was afraid he was making her uncomfortable. "I'm sorry," he said, relaxing his grip on her hand a bit. "I don't mean to make things awkward. It's just ... what I feel."

Liz glanced up and shook her head hastily, "No, Zan... It's not that... I'm just..." She nibbled her lip again a moment before she sighed, "I'm used to being simply Liz... the girl that works in the Crash, that has no life and well... the brain... Ever since my mother died... that's all I've basically been. To hear someone thinks so much more of me... I'm... well, I'm overwhelmed."

She glances at the table a moment before simply looking at him, "I don't know how to react to something like that." She added as she looked into his eyes, surprising herself by speaking so frankly. Keeping her hand in his, she began working at finishing her food because she was looking forward to having the chance to dance with him again.

Zan nodded, although he didn't quite understand. How could she think she was so little? That nobody saw the wonderful person she was? He wasn't sure how to react to that. He saw that she'd turned her attention back to her food, so he did the same, taking a bite and chewing thoughtfully, wondering what to do about that. How he could make her know everything she was.

"... It wasn't the only song I wrote about you," Zan said, quietly. He hadn't wanted to talk about that earlier, to put himself on the spot, but now, well, he thought that it might be what she needed to hear. At least, he hoped so. He hoped that it wasn't going to make things more awkward.

Liz glanced over at him after she finished eating, surprised by his comment. "Really?" She asked, wanting to hear more about that. She hadn't actually eaten all of her dinner but she'd eaten as much as she could. Her appetite had been lessened since she lost her mother, but at least she made certain to eat some. "What other songs?" She asked, not taking her eyes from him as she started thinking about the songs on his album and wondering which ones he'd written while thinking about her.

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~Isabel~

"Did you know?" Max askes me with so much pain in his voice that I can hardly handle it. "Did you know Zan liked her? Was it all a game? Are you all laughing at me for thinking that Liz actually wanted to go out tommorow. Was it all a plan to make me as big a fool as possible?"

I'm shocked to hear the words Max is speaking. Does he really think that I could have anything to do with Zan and Liz? It kind of angers me to know that he thinks this, but I quickly calm down as he looks down at the table in such a defeated manner.

"Max," I say, making sure I convey in my tone how much I care about him and am not joking at all, "I don't know what's going on with Liz and Zan, but I do know it's nothing against you. And I'm sure that Liz wouldn't agree to go out with you if she really didn't want to do it- you know she's not like that. Now, Max," I say as I pull his face up to look at me so he gets the impact of every word I say, "The only reason why anyone could consider you a fool is if after all this time of practically stalking Liz, you don't go and fight for her."

OOC -- catching up! LOL


*Zan*

I slowly become aware of a strange sensation in my arm. I try to move and I realize I can't. I'm more awake now and I know what it is. Opening my eyes, I find myself on Liz's sofa, half-sitting/half-lying against one corner with Liz still snuggled up next to me, her head on my chest, just as it was last night.

Last night. My eyes open wide as I realize that there's a hint of sun coming in from behind the faded curtains in her windows. It's morning. Liz fell asleep on my arm and I didn't want to disturb her. I remember taking the old afgan from the back of the couch and pulling over her shoulders. I tucked it up around her shoulders and snuggled close as she drifted off last night. I must have fallen asleep myself soon after that. It was so comfortable to have her there, with me. She's still sleeping so I try to stay still although I know I'll have to move soon.

What a great night we had. Dancing and dinner at the club. Plenty of easy and interesting conversation. It was amazing how easy it was. How much I revealed to her that I'd never said before. My music. And the things I learned about her! Her struggles since her mom died. She didn't tell me much of that, but I could see how it hurt. More amazing was what she'd said about me. She'd actually been interested in me for a long time! I was such a dork for waiting on Max when it's pretty clear that he was never going to actually do anything. In all that time we talked, she never mentioned Max. Not one word. It seems that Max's crush was completely one-sided afterall. Liz is all mine! She's so fantastic.

There was lots of kissing, too. MMmmmmm. So sweet. I lean over now and kiss her again on the top of her head. She's so amazingly wonderful. I think I'm completely in love with her.

After dinner and dancing, we'd gone back to the Crashdown as promised and were surprised to find that Maria was gone. So were all of the rest of our friends. That's how we ended up back here, comfy on the couch and watching a late movie over a little bit of coffee. It wasn't too surprising that she nodded off. She'd worked a long shift and we'd been out late. ... well, not that late, but late enough. Since she's on her own, there's nobody to insist on a curfew but I know it's been hard for her and very lonely.

Straining my neck a little to get a glimpse of the clock, I see that it's still early but I'm definately going to hear about it if my parents realize I've been out all night. Maybe I should get home but I don't want to just walk out on Liz.

I lie here holding Liz for a long time, just enjoying the lightly scented smell of her hair and the warmth of her body as I replay our date in my mind and daydream about the future. It can't last, 'though. Before long I realize that I have to get up. I really have to go to the bathroom.

"Shhhh," I say gently, hoping to soothe Liz's dreams and keep her from waking up as I slowly slide myself out from under her. Carefully, I lower her to the cushions. Pausing, I lean a little closer and give her another kiss on the cheek. "You are amazing," I whisper.

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bump

~~~~~MAX~~~~~
"Max, I don't know what's going on with Liz and Zan, but I do know it's nothing against you. And I'm sure that Liz wouldn't agree to go out with you if she really didn't want to do it- you know she's not like that. Now, Max,"

She forces me to look up at her. "The only reason why anyone could consider you a fool is if after all this time of practically stalking Liz, you don't go and fight for her."

I look at her for a moment before looking down at her. "How can I Isabel. Hes probably kissed her and hell knowing Zan probably at least tried to sleep with her." I say angrily. Ok so Im being a bit harsh but I cant believe Zan never told me. I thought we were closer than that. Obviously not.

I look down at the table. "She's picked Zan. How can I fight Zan? I cant. Besides Liz and I arent even technically going to go on a date. She probably thinks I felt sorry for her and thats why were gonna hang out at the cinema. Infact, I bet she doesnt even turn up tommorow."

I force myself to stand up. "Im going to bed." As I start to walk away I mutter, "not that Ill sleep."

I go upstairs before she can stop me. God someone kill me. My life is over.

(ooc: warning this isnt good! But trying to catch up on a few whilst I feel ok to!)
~~~~~RATH~~~~~
"I'm ready. I've been waiting all my life."

She positions us and then grabs my shoulders. And with that.

Oh God... Oh holy........I groan as I try to not move. I want her to be comfortable....eh? Where did that thought come from?! I mean hello!!! Ok Im not a total pig but whats with the mushy thoughts! Ew! Man I need to toughen up. Or else she might think Im some sort of sensitive guy!

She starts to move and I immediately take this as my sign to move too. Slowly I start to move inside of her, wanting more of her.

"Oh Ria" I moan.

~Isabel~

Wow. I really can't believe how stupid my brother is. No wonder he never actually got Liz, even though a blind person could see how much they liked each other.

I decide not to dwell on Max though and go upstairs to get at least a few hours of sleep. As I get in bed, my thoughts turn to Alex. Just thinking about him puts a huge smile on my face. Being with him is just so easy and comfortable.

I drift off to sleep, hoping for Alex to call soon.

~~~~~MAX~~~~~
I lie awake looking at the ceiling, dwelling over what Isabel had said. Did she really think Liz liked me? It sounded like such...well as Zan would put it "bullshit". I don't like swearing, but I think right now I have every right to swear. I mean... Zan. My brother.

How could he do this to me? I bet he doesnt even care. I bet he hasnt even thought about me at all last night or hell even this morning. Probaby didnt even care.
Probably doesnt even realise how much I want to kill myself if I see them together.

I force myself to stand up and start to pace my room. Is he in yet? Is he home? Maybe I should find out. And with that I go out of my room and go down the corridor. I slowly creek his door open, terrified Id find Liz lying in his arms.

But I see something just as bad. He's not in. At this time in the morning. He wasnt in all night.

"Fuck" I mutter.

I go downstairs and sit at the dining table once more. Ill go crazy if I stare at my walls anylonger.

"Max?"

I see Mom come in. "Are you ok?"
I nodd. "Yeah yeah, peachy"

Mom sighs. "Ok, well if you want to talk...which reminds me...later I need to talk to you and Zan about something"

My heart drops. That will be fun...Ill have to restrain myself from killing him.
"Sure Mom"

She nodds and walks away. I sigh. I need to talk to someone. But I don't know who might or might not be in on the whole "Max is a prat thinking he could be with Liz" plan.

"Dont be stupid" I mutter to myself. I pull out my phone and immediately before I can think about what Im doing Im calling the one guy I will always trust.

I just hope Im right to.
Oh don't be silly. I tell myself. Alex is my best friend...he wouldn't...
Right?

Alex

I drive home after dropping Isabel off,part of my brain still can't believe that she wants to be with me.Can this be some 'In-Crowd' joke on the newest jock on the block?Oh don't be an ass,Isabel would never do such a thing.She may be a lot of things,Ice Princess included but she will never intentionally humiliate anyone.

I push the car in to the garage thankful that my parents aren't very early risers and quickly and as noiselessly as possible enter the house and make my way up to my bedroom,softly shutting the door behind me.I am going to be like a zombie for the rest of the day.There is a note on my study table,in my mother's neat script,'Your coach called,said he wanted you to put up the posters for the Swim Meet today instead of waiting till Monday morning'.Oh shit...What's the blinking hurry?It's not like the lockers and walls need to read the damn posters,why can't he wait till Monday?

Grumbling and cursing my coach I pull off my nights clothes and slip on a comfy pair of sweat pants and dive under the covers.I need to get at least an hours worth of sleep.I hope dad doesn't have any particular chore planned out for me today.

Riiinnnng rrrriinnnggggg rrriiinnngggg

"What the hell?" I poke my head out from under the cover and look at the clock and groan,only been asleep for half an hour.I am going to kill whoever this is.Then it strikes me that it just might...might be Isabel so I answer it without barking in to the receiver,"Hello?"

~~~~~MAX~~~~~
"Hello?"

I swallow and stay silent for a moment not sure what to say. But I've got this far, so I need to say something.
"Hey....its Max...." I say akwardly. I swallow again. "Sorry....if I woke you or..or anything..."

Oh this is going well.
I sigh. "Look Im not gonna beat about the bush. I was going to tell you something yesterday...last night. You remember we were out in the parking lot...erm...well...I...I asked Liz if she wanted to go to the cinema with me today. Thats why I freaked out bout Zan. I did what you told me to do and now look. He's still not in. So he's still out there somewhere with her! Zan and Liz!"

I realise Im kinda shouting so I swallow so I say "Sorry I just...havent slept."