(Alice's POV)

"Maaaaaaaaax!" I ran into our room and flopped down next to him on the couch where he was listening to his iPod. We were the only one's home. Everyone else was hunting.

He turned off the iPod and then put it in his pocket before he pulled me onto his lap. "What?" He said, finally responding.

"I'm bored," was my simple reply.

He kissed the tip of my nose. "And what do you want me to do about it."

I shrugged. "Shopping?" I asked hopefully.

He laughed. "Alice, you know I love you, right?"

I nodded and he continued. "Then don't kill me when I say you need help!"

I hit his arm and then crossed my arms over my chest, pouting like a little kid.

"Aww. Don't be mad."

I just stuck my tongue out at him. I do not have a shopping addiction.

He sighed and kissed my cheek. "How 'bout a movie?" He suggested.

I thought about it. "My pick?"

"Anything you want."

I couldn't help but smile. "Ok. I forgive you. Let's go watch a movie." I got off his lap.

"What? No kiss?" He asked jokingly.

I turned back to look at him. "I knew there was something I was forgetting."

He stood up and pulled me into his arms. I snaked me arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to mine. I felt him run his tongue along my bottom lip and I opened my mouth, granting him access.

After several minutes of making out, he pulled back. "So what movie do you want to watch?"

I stepped back and grabbed his hand as we walked downstairs at a human pace.

I shrugged. "I dunno. Horror?"

He stopped in his tracks. "Are you sure about that?"

"Yeah." In truth, I wasn't too sure if I could really handle a horror movie. But I knew Max loved them, so I was willing to watch one.

"Okay then..." He said warily.

Fifteen minutes later I was sitting on the couch, paralyzed with fear, with a pillow clutched to my chest as I watched the horror unfold on screen. My eyes were glued to the screen, I wanted to look away but was unable to.

Max must've sensed how scared I was because he paused the movie and pulled me closer to him. "You okay?"

I shook my head and crawled onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around me protectively and planted a kiss on the top of my head. "Wanna watch something else?"

I shook my head. He was enjoying the movie. I could deal with the rest, right?

"Okay. But just let me know if you want me to turn it off."

I nodded and buried my face in the crook of his neck. As long as Max was holding me, I knew I would be okay.

It wasn't easy to tune out the movie and I flinched at the sound of every twig snapping and every scream.

Max once again paused the movie. "Are you sure you don't want me to turn it off?"

I didn't answer.

He just rubbed my back gently until I did. "Okay. Maybe it is too scary." My words were muffled because I still had my face pressed into his favorite faded Sex Pistols shirt.

"So what do you wanna watch?"

I lifted my head off of his chest to look at him. "How 'bout 'Hairspray'?"

He smiled. "Good choice." He set me down on the couch to switch the DVDs. He was back in a second, wrapping his arm around me and pressing play.

I smiled in contentment and snuggled closer to him. I didn't even pay that much attention to the movie. But of course, it's my favorite, so that was only at first. By the second song, I was singing along and Max was smiling at me lovingly.

I stopped singing and looked at him with a huge smile. "I love you."

His smiled widened. "I love you, too."

Then he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine, and I forgot about the movie completely.

A/N: Ok, so most of you who voted on the poll wanted a series of one-shots so this is what I'm gonna do. and don't worry, I haven't abandoned "Decembers"! Sam's helping me write the next chapter of that right now! So don't stop reading please! Well, anyways, hope you all like this.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Max. And Hairspray on DVD. lol.