Title: And Yet My Infatuation Grows Author: Josephine Email: tobias145@hotmail.com Spoilers: The Balance, and before Summary: Liz's journal, she does some thinking Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Roswell, or anything affiliated with it, except for the several dozen pictures, and books I bought. So, please don't sue. :)

And Yet My Infatuation Grows By Josephine I'm Liz Parker, and lately I've been thinking a lot about Max Evans. Anyone might pass him in the halls at school and be somewhat affected by his body, face and expression. But, the Max Evans I know runs a lot deeper than that. I know almost every little thing about him, and what he doesn't tell me, I find in his eyes, the true windows to his soul. I know a lot about him, maybe even more than I know about myself. I know that he has loved me since he first laid eyes on my in third grade. I know his biggest, most life-threatening secret- that he is not-of-this-earth, an alien. I know that when he healed me that day at the Crashdown, he was risking everything- for me. I know his fear of not having an answer, his fear of losing control, losing himself, his friends and me. I know he loves Cherry Coke with tobasco sauce. But most of all, I know he loves me. I know this by the way he touches me, and looks into my eyes, and wants to protect me more than his own life. I know he loved me when he told me we had to take a step back- for my protection and safety. I know he loves me by the forlorn, pining glances he sends my way, constantly struggling to be "just friends". Constantly trying, as I have, and suffering, taking all his strength not to give in, touch me, kiss me and make it all alright. I know every quirk and mannerism about him, and yet my infatuation grows. I know he's an alien. And I know I love him. I'm Liz Parker, and I'll be thinking about Max Evans for the rest of my life.