How would the story change if Maria walked in on future Max and Liz, while they had a little "talk" on the balcony; Different POV's. Please R&R I love criticism. This is my first Roswell fanfic (AND I LOOOOOOOOOOOOVE ROSWELL) D
FYI… the conversation is a little different… and Max comes in a little later (than in the show)... but hopefully u understand… if not… PM me (or REVIEW IT) D
If people review that they like it… and want me to keep going…. I WILLLL!! D
MARIA'S POV
"Where's Liz? I need help cleaning up!" Mr. Parker had really bad timing; I was just about to go home.
"I'll go check, Mr. Parker." I walked upstairs and opened Liz's door. I could hear her talking but I didn't know who it was. Maybe Max finally got to her. G-D I hope so!
"Find someone else, I can't do this anymore!"
"You have to try! I only trust you!" That was one husky voice.
"I can't. Do you know how much it hurt to tell him I wouldn't die for him? He's the only reason I'm alive, he's the love of my life! Why are you doing this to me?"
"I know…" Who is that? He sounds so sad.
"No! You don't. Otherwise, you would go and ask someone else. Like Tess!"
"WHAT?" SHIT! They both looked at me and I swear the guy could be Max's dad.
"Maria, what are you doing here?" Her eyes were filled with tears and were blood shot from crying.
"Your dad asked me to find you! Who the hell is that?" they exchanged glances and Liz stood up.
"Maria, meet Max. Max, you remember Maria right?
"How could I ever forget?"
LIZ'S POV
Max said he would explain the situation to Maria. Maybe Maria could help, because I have nothing more that I can do.
I went downstairs and pulled my hair up.
"Yeah, dad?" I said while walking through the swinging door.
"Hey Lizzie, can you help me clean up? I let Courtney go home early; she didn't look to well!" (A/N - after she peeled her face, I had to say she didn't LOOK WELL! Ew.)
"Sure." I started putting the plates into the silver basket and wiping down the tables. Minutes of silence passed with awkward tension in the air.
"WHAT? Are you kidding?" Maria's voice was carried down, and scared me so, that I dropped the plate I was holding.
"I'll go get the broom!" My dad walked out and then there was a knock on the door. I looked up from the broken plate and the air in my lungs was pushed out. I went and opened the door.
"Hi Max." I think it was loud enough to be called a whisper.
"Liz." He nodded and then walked to where the plate had fallen into pieces.
"I'll get it later, don't worry about it." He looked up at me, and suddenly I wanted to cry again. I saw all the pain I caused him, in his eyes.
He moved closer to me, slower than walking pace. He stopped when his face was only inches from mine.
I can't do this. Max (other Max) is going to kill me.
I looked up and saw his hands reaching for my face.
I would die just for this.
He gently grabbed my face and pulled it closer to his. Moments later our lips were dancing. Automatically, my arms went around his neck and let all my love I had only for him, spill out from my lips.
"E-hem." We looked up and saw my dad with the broom and a very confused look on his face.
"Max?" Of course, my dad was shocked. For him, it would seem as if I were ignoring Max, not making out with him.
"Sorry Mr. Parker, just can to say goodnight." He leaned close to me and whispered "goodnight. I know you felt it, so stop lying." He kissed my cheek and walked out. I stood there, speechless!
What am I going to do? Max is totally ganna kill me now!
TIME PASSES - Next Day around noon.
Let's set the scene: Maria told Michael about future Max and everything Liz did (because Michael died and the world ended.) She also told him the future they were suppose to have (Las Vegas, never apart again). So now, they are at the Crashdown and Liz came down for her shift.
MICHAEL'S POV
"How do you know he's not another alien or a shape shifter or something?"
"Because he knows things, like the granolith!"
"Which is wrong; he – "
"Hey guys, what'cha talking about?" Liz walked in tying her apron. I turned to face the grill and Maria started walking out the door.
"Maria, I got to talk to you." She sounded really worried.
"What happened?" Did Maria tell Liz she told me?
"Max…he and I…"
"We all know you slept together!" If she didn't know before, she knows now.
"No, we… wait – Maria, you told him?"
"Don't change the subject. What did you and Max do…?"
"Backroom – now!" with that, they both walked out and I was left alone.
I couldn't stop thinking about the situation. So in some strange way, Liz and Max did belong together. I need to tell him.
"Mr. Parker, I don't feel well. Do you mind if I take my break now?"
"Michael, go home. Jose will cover for you."
I started walking towards my place and decided that Isabel should hear this too. A few minutes past, and I was at Max's door. I rang the doorbell and Max answered.
"Maxwell, we have to talk!" I entered the house and closed the door.