You Can't Handle Me
Category: Max/Liz
Summary: Liz does something risky with Max.
Rating: PG-13
****
"Ha, ha, I won." Liz said and laughed.
Max sighed. "I let you win."
"Oh whatever."
"I'm thirsty, let's go to the Crashdown."
"The what?"
Max got up and gathered his stuff. "Oh, it's just a cafe that has alien stuff."
Liz raised an eyebrow. "Okay."
"So, I take it, you ran away?"
"Hell ya. If you lived with my parents, you'd probaly wanna kill yourself."
Max cleared his throat.
"Well, here's my car."
Liz turned around. "SUV."
"Wow, i'm impressed."
"With?"
"Never mind." Max took out his keys and unlocked the doors. He backed out and started driving.
Liz turned the station to 96.3, or B96.
"Do you listen to this station?" She asked Max who now had on a pair of sunglasses and was staring straight ahead.
"I don't really listen to it, but keep it on." He looked at her and smiled.
Liz smiled back. She was falling for him. She turned the volume up to fourteen, and rolled the windows down.
It was a windy day, her hair flew in front of her face.
Max was ready to just turn off the damn station. It was way too loud. But one look at her, and he left it on. She was having fun, singing.
"Bad song." Liz said and turned it to 101.3, KDWB. There she sang to smashmouth.
"AND THEN I SAW HER FACE! NOW I'M A BELIEVER!" Liz looked at Max and kept singing.
"NOT A TRACE...OF DOUBT IN MY MIND! I'M IN LOVE....OOHH...I'M A BELIEVER AND I COULDN'T LEAVE HER...IF I TRIED!"
Max looked at Liz, and could somehow relate. He knew that they would never work out. His parents wouldn't approve. But, he couldn't just leave her either. He didn't want to.
****
"Maria, this is Liz." Liz looked at the girl, nah, they wouldn't get along.
'She's not my type.' Liz thought.
Maria looked at the girl.
'This Liz girl is so not my type.' Maria thought.
Max cleared his throat.
"Is there any stores around here?" Liz asked.
Max nodded. "Lets go."
They got in his car and drove off.
****
"What about this one?" Liz held a baby blue tank top up to Max.
Max nodded. "Sure." He was bored. But it would be rude to say it.
"You are so bored, huh?" She said, smiling.
"Uh, no." Max shook his head, "Not at all."
"Max, you're bored. Get some balls and say 'Liz, I wanna the get the hell outta here', and we leave."
"Okay," Max took a deep breath, "I want to get the hell outta here, Liz."
She laughed. "Good. But first, I need to get these clothes."
Max nodded and pulled out his wallet. "Do you need some money?"
Liz looked at him. "Max, I don't need you to pay for my stuff." She said harshly.
'Liz, he's not Derek.' She told herself.
"Sorry, Liz." Max said.
Liz turned around. "No, i'm sorry. It's just, this guy I use to date, he. I can't talk about it."
"It's okay, Liz."
Liz looked left and right. Noone was in sight. She grabbed Max's hand.
"Ssshhh."
"Liz, what are we doing?" Max whispered.
They reached the dressing room.
"I'll be in the last stall, if anyone comes just say something random. Like 'Liz are you almost ready?', or something like that? Okay?" Liz acted really cool.
"Okay, but why?"
"You'll see."
Liz walked to the very last stall, and went inside. She took off her jacket and put on the two tanktops, two shortsleeve shirts, and one long sleeve. Thank god she was so skinny. Now, onto the pants.
Max just stood outside.
'I look like an idiot.' He thought.
After Liz made sure all the tags were gone, she walked outside.
"Okay, Max, nothing fit very well, we can leave now." She walked out of the dressing room.
But now, there was a lady there.
"Nothing fit, miss?" The lady asked.
Liz shook her head. This was not part of the plan.
"Could I have the clothes, miss?"
Liz nodded. She pointed to the last stall.
"There in there. I'd get them, but we're in a hurry. Sorry! Bye." Liz took Max's hand and they ran out of the store.
"Liz? What are we running for?"
"Get in the car!"
"Okay." Max fumbled his keys, and he couldn't find the right one.
"That's it! Right there!"
"No, that's to start the car."
"Why the hell do you have two different keys?" Liz said, anxious to get out of there.
"Long story."
"SHIT!" Liz thought. "Okay, do you got a paper clip?"
"No."
Liz patted herself to see if she had one.
"Thank you, Anna!" She said as she found one in her shoe. Anna and her had switched shoes before school started. Who knows what the reason was. But Anna picked the lock of cars so many times. And she always kept a paper clip in her shoe.
"Come on!" Liz said as she moved the paper clip around. Finally there was a click.
"YES! Okay, Evans, get in and start the goddamn car."
Max started the engine and sped off.
"Can you tell me what the hell that was about?" He asked.
Liz took off her jacket. Then one by one she started taking off the shirts.
"Whoa, okay, Liz."
"Damn, it was hot in there."
"You..you-"
"Yes, Evans, I jacked five shirts, and two pairs of pants. I've done it my whole life. No big deal."
"No big deal? You could go to jail!"
"I've already been to jail! I know what i'm doing!"
'Shit.' Liz thought. 'Why did I just say that?'
"What?" Max asked.
"Max, why don't you ever just let loose? Ya know? Have fun, go party."
"Education is more important."
"Maybe, yeah, but...don't let it take you over."
Max pulled over. "Okay, what do you want to do?"
Liz smiled and hugged him. "Thank you! Really, you'll do it?"
"So far, for you, i've done pretty much everything."
"You're the best, Evans."
Liz dialed Anna's number on Max's cell.
"What?" Anna said, yawning.
"Anna, thank god, I need a ticket, now." Liz said.
"LIZZ!!"
"Just kidding. Relax. Hey, who's that guy, you said you knew from here?"
"Oh, his name is Brandon King. Kinda cute, if you ask me."
"Okay, where's his party at?"
"His house."
"Where's his house."
"Somewhere by some dinky cafe. Downcrash, I think."
Liz hung up. "She said somewhere by the crashdown cafe. Do you know a Brandon King?"
Max's eyes opened wide. "Brandon King? Are you sure?"
Liz replied. "Ya. Why?"
Max took a deep breath.
"Liz, that guy....he died three years ago."
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Category: Max/Liz
Summary: Liz does something risky with Max.
Rating: PG-13
****
"Ha, ha, I won." Liz said and laughed.
Max sighed. "I let you win."
"Oh whatever."
"I'm thirsty, let's go to the Crashdown."
"The what?"
Max got up and gathered his stuff. "Oh, it's just a cafe that has alien stuff."
Liz raised an eyebrow. "Okay."
"So, I take it, you ran away?"
"Hell ya. If you lived with my parents, you'd probaly wanna kill yourself."
Max cleared his throat.
"Well, here's my car."
Liz turned around. "SUV."
"Wow, i'm impressed."
"With?"
"Never mind." Max took out his keys and unlocked the doors. He backed out and started driving.
Liz turned the station to 96.3, or B96.
"Do you listen to this station?" She asked Max who now had on a pair of sunglasses and was staring straight ahead.
"I don't really listen to it, but keep it on." He looked at her and smiled.
Liz smiled back. She was falling for him. She turned the volume up to fourteen, and rolled the windows down.
It was a windy day, her hair flew in front of her face.
Max was ready to just turn off the damn station. It was way too loud. But one look at her, and he left it on. She was having fun, singing.
"Bad song." Liz said and turned it to 101.3, KDWB. There she sang to smashmouth.
"AND THEN I SAW HER FACE! NOW I'M A BELIEVER!" Liz looked at Max and kept singing.
"NOT A TRACE...OF DOUBT IN MY MIND! I'M IN LOVE....OOHH...I'M A BELIEVER AND I COULDN'T LEAVE HER...IF I TRIED!"
Max looked at Liz, and could somehow relate. He knew that they would never work out. His parents wouldn't approve. But, he couldn't just leave her either. He didn't want to.
****
"Maria, this is Liz." Liz looked at the girl, nah, they wouldn't get along.
'She's not my type.' Liz thought.
Maria looked at the girl.
'This Liz girl is so not my type.' Maria thought.
Max cleared his throat.
"Is there any stores around here?" Liz asked.
Max nodded. "Lets go."
They got in his car and drove off.
****
"What about this one?" Liz held a baby blue tank top up to Max.
Max nodded. "Sure." He was bored. But it would be rude to say it.
"You are so bored, huh?" She said, smiling.
"Uh, no." Max shook his head, "Not at all."
"Max, you're bored. Get some balls and say 'Liz, I wanna the get the hell outta here', and we leave."
"Okay," Max took a deep breath, "I want to get the hell outta here, Liz."
She laughed. "Good. But first, I need to get these clothes."
Max nodded and pulled out his wallet. "Do you need some money?"
Liz looked at him. "Max, I don't need you to pay for my stuff." She said harshly.
'Liz, he's not Derek.' She told herself.
"Sorry, Liz." Max said.
Liz turned around. "No, i'm sorry. It's just, this guy I use to date, he. I can't talk about it."
"It's okay, Liz."
Liz looked left and right. Noone was in sight. She grabbed Max's hand.
"Ssshhh."
"Liz, what are we doing?" Max whispered.
They reached the dressing room.
"I'll be in the last stall, if anyone comes just say something random. Like 'Liz are you almost ready?', or something like that? Okay?" Liz acted really cool.
"Okay, but why?"
"You'll see."
Liz walked to the very last stall, and went inside. She took off her jacket and put on the two tanktops, two shortsleeve shirts, and one long sleeve. Thank god she was so skinny. Now, onto the pants.
Max just stood outside.
'I look like an idiot.' He thought.
After Liz made sure all the tags were gone, she walked outside.
"Okay, Max, nothing fit very well, we can leave now." She walked out of the dressing room.
But now, there was a lady there.
"Nothing fit, miss?" The lady asked.
Liz shook her head. This was not part of the plan.
"Could I have the clothes, miss?"
Liz nodded. She pointed to the last stall.
"There in there. I'd get them, but we're in a hurry. Sorry! Bye." Liz took Max's hand and they ran out of the store.
"Liz? What are we running for?"
"Get in the car!"
"Okay." Max fumbled his keys, and he couldn't find the right one.
"That's it! Right there!"
"No, that's to start the car."
"Why the hell do you have two different keys?" Liz said, anxious to get out of there.
"Long story."
"SHIT!" Liz thought. "Okay, do you got a paper clip?"
"No."
Liz patted herself to see if she had one.
"Thank you, Anna!" She said as she found one in her shoe. Anna and her had switched shoes before school started. Who knows what the reason was. But Anna picked the lock of cars so many times. And she always kept a paper clip in her shoe.
"Come on!" Liz said as she moved the paper clip around. Finally there was a click.
"YES! Okay, Evans, get in and start the goddamn car."
Max started the engine and sped off.
"Can you tell me what the hell that was about?" He asked.
Liz took off her jacket. Then one by one she started taking off the shirts.
"Whoa, okay, Liz."
"Damn, it was hot in there."
"You..you-"
"Yes, Evans, I jacked five shirts, and two pairs of pants. I've done it my whole life. No big deal."
"No big deal? You could go to jail!"
"I've already been to jail! I know what i'm doing!"
'Shit.' Liz thought. 'Why did I just say that?'
"What?" Max asked.
"Max, why don't you ever just let loose? Ya know? Have fun, go party."
"Education is more important."
"Maybe, yeah, but...don't let it take you over."
Max pulled over. "Okay, what do you want to do?"
Liz smiled and hugged him. "Thank you! Really, you'll do it?"
"So far, for you, i've done pretty much everything."
"You're the best, Evans."
Liz dialed Anna's number on Max's cell.
"What?" Anna said, yawning.
"Anna, thank god, I need a ticket, now." Liz said.
"LIZZ!!"
"Just kidding. Relax. Hey, who's that guy, you said you knew from here?"
"Oh, his name is Brandon King. Kinda cute, if you ask me."
"Okay, where's his party at?"
"His house."
"Where's his house."
"Somewhere by some dinky cafe. Downcrash, I think."
Liz hung up. "She said somewhere by the crashdown cafe. Do you know a Brandon King?"
Max's eyes opened wide. "Brandon King? Are you sure?"
Liz replied. "Ya. Why?"
Max took a deep breath.
"Liz, that guy....he died three years ago."
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