After hearing the news from Cindy that Max was going to break up with Logan, Alec had gone back to his place to try and figure out his strange feeling of contentment at this news. He had put it down to his unease of Max being so involved with someone who wasn't 'like' them. Still not feeling satisfied with his dissection of emotions, he decided to go for a ride on his motorbike. His ride somehow lead him to Max's apartment.
Alec stood outside Max's door in indecision. Why was he there? He didn't know. It was if he had been drawn there beyond his will, but that was crap and he knew it. Knock! Don't Knock! Knock! Don't Knock! He knocked on the door. It took a minute to open. Max looked good, and Alec took a good look. Just to make sure she wasn't devastated over Logan offcourse.
'What do you want?' Max snapped at him
Alec wondered this himself, but handed Max a line about thinking she might want someone to talk to. Score! Chocolate biscuits. He stuffed his face while trying to keep them out of Max's reach. She grabbed the packet off him again and chucked it back into the cupboard. She shouldn't get to have such great food if she wasn't going to appreciate it.
Max said something about him being the last person she would talk to about Logan, Alec wasn't surprised, he knew Max's tough attitude was her shield, her protection from the possibility of being hurt.
He shrugged and glanced longingly at the cupboard, which held the biscuits. He hardly noticed Max herd him out of her apartment and slam the door after him. He turned around and rested his head on the front of the door. He raised his hand to knock again, but lowered it. That wouldn't work. God, he only wanted to help, well that's what he had decided was his reason for coming around after all, what was this girls problem? She was so ungrateful.
'Leannn on me, when you're not str-ong, and I'll be your friend, I'll help you carrrry on..'
The door opened and access wasn't denied. Alec grinned, one round to him. He knew Max couldn't stand bringing attention to herself, and having a guy serenading you outside your apartment wasn't really low-key.
'What is wrong with you Alec, what do you want'
He shrugged and looked into her glaring face. It wasn't as full of annoyance as it usually was whenever he was trying to make contact, maybe her break-up with Logan had caused her to lose her spark. There were no tearstains though, so Alec knew she'd he back to he old smart-mouthed, threatening self soon. He found the biscuits again and made himself comfortable on the couch. He patted the space next to him, an invitation Max bluntly refused.
Alec was thinking about Logan, he never knew what Max saw in him, or what Asha saw in him to that matter, maybe it was the whole 'saving the world is my full-time job' thing. Was that a turn on for chicks? Because Alec was sure he could hurt a whole lot more bad guys than Logan could. Oh well, want to know something, go to the source.
You know' Alec began 'I never knew what you girls saw in him'
'Us girls?' Max asked, as if she didn't know. Alec knew damn well that she knew exactly who he was talking about. But he enlightened her just the same.
'Yeah, you and Asha, you know the girl's crazy about him, in fact she's probably making her move right no…' Alec trailed off, after observing the look on Max's face. What? He knew she was thinking the exact same thing anyway.
'..Anyway, what I'm trying to say Max, is that you're better of without him, you know, you deserve more. It hurts me to see a fellow Manticorian throwing her life away on a romance that can never be'
Alec rolled his eyes as Max embarked on a mini lecture about how Logan and her were none of his business and that she would never confide in him yada yada yada, he'd heard it all before. Alec wondered why he didn't just give up on her. Any other girl he would have by now.
He was losing his grip on this situation. If all else fails, get blind drunk. Maybe then Max would loosen up and he could help her resolve this 'Logan' tension.
'Phew, hostile, I stole this for a lonely night but I think you need this more than I do' Alec said, reaching into his backpack and pulling out a bottle of vodka. Max didn't look too impressed, but took the bottle anyway.
'Thanks' she said sarcastically. Alec took it as appreciation nevertheless and raised his eyebrows. 'What?' Max snapped. Alec had noticed she always 'snapped' at him.
'Go, on, try some' he coaxed 'ease your pain'
Max sighed and groaned 'If I drink some will you leave willingly?'
Not Likely.
Alec nodded, a satisfied grin upon his face as he watched Max down her first swig.
(A/N) Just a note that this chapter and a few more to come are going back in time a little, in order to give a proper account of Alec's impression of the night before. Remember it's now Alec remembering and telling Max the story of last night. I guess the sign of a good author is if you can figure this out for yourself without this note. So please let me know if you did that or if it was too confusing.