AN: Wow I got a lot of reviews for the last chapter. I didn't think this story would get this many reviews. To the lone flamer, LL I have lost my mind. There are more chapters to come all reviews welcome even flames. Oh also I do love the Real World San Diego! Sorry about Chris' Robyn bashing!
Chapter 7
Lizzie sauntered up to the demons.
"Well, well, well looks like Goldilocks got lost on the way to grandma's house."
Lizzie tried to be brave. The demons were fairly attractive with huge hands that could crush her with one fell swoop.
"Oh I'm not looking for grandma." Lizzie said in her most sultry sophisticated voice.
"You're gonna be a feisty one." One of the demons said.
"Why are you here witch?" the other demanded.
"Well, I was bored so I teleported here. I heard that demons make the best lovers." Lizzie said trying not to giggle.
The demons looked at each other and laughed.
"Well, certainly better than a Whitelighter." Lizzie added.
"That is true; I heard those guys were total dead fucks."
Lizzie snickered knowing Chris had heard the whole conversation.
Lizzie dropped her keys on purpose.
She bent all the way over to get them distracting the demons, "I am such a klutz today," she said giggling.
Chris ran out from behind the rock flipping Lizzie a quick bird. He went in search of the demon whose blood the potion required.
Twenty minutes later, Lizzie and Chris orbed back up from the Underworld. Chris with a vial of the demons blood and Lizzie without her socks.
"Damn it! Why does it always seem that I end up losing certain articles of clothing?" She asked opening the sliding glass door of her house and stepping inside.
Chris laughed, "I don't know, look at it this way at least you didn't lose your underwear again."
"Shut up." Lizzie said.
"Lizzie, I am glad you're with Chris I was worried when I came back and you weren't here," Lizzie's mother said coming in from the living room.
"We just went out for–ice cream is all." Lizzie lied.
"Good." Her mother said turning and leaving the room.
"You wanna hang out for a while or do you have stuff to do?" Lizzie asked.
"I gotta take this back to Piper so she can make the vanquishing potion." Chris said.
"Okay,"
"I bet she isn't even home. It is so typical of them to ignore their Wiccan duties and run off on dates in the middle of the afternoon," Chris said.
"So you do wanna hang out here for a while."
"I guess so."
"Lets go upstairs then."
"Ooh another invitation to your bedroom. If we keep that up people are gonna talk,"
"Whatever," Lizzie said starting up stairs knowing that the Whitelighter was going to follow.
She put a little switch in her hips knowing he was watching.
"You wanna watch some movies? I got some Best of Saturday Night Live DVDs." Lizzie said.
"My dad has all three Matrixes or is it Maxrixies. I've never seen them I'm not all that into Keanu." Lizzie said.
"Me either." Chris said.
"I have some Real World taped."
"Ooh, I haven't seen all of this season, do you think Robyn is going to stop being such a pain in the ass?" Chris asked.
"I highly doubt it but I like her anyways though." Lizzie said sitting down on her queen sized bed and grabbing the remote.
"You would," Chris said dryly as he sat down beside her.
She turned on the TV and then pressed play, and the drama between Robyn and Randy started to unfold.
About halfway through a confessional moment with Robyn.
"She is such a dumbass whore!" Chris exclaimed.
Lizzie laughed.
"Well, she is. To tell the truth all of them are fucking crazy. Ja is the only one with any sense."
"For the first time I'm actually gonna agree with you on something." Lizzie smiled.
Chris couldn't help smiling back; if he could he would put a curse on all petite blondes with infectious smiles.
"Ja is the coolest guy in the cast but he got the least amount of air time."
"That's 'cause he wasn't getting arrested or trying to sleep with all the roommates. And he didn't say stupid shit." Chris said.
"That is true. They never let the coherent people say anything." Lizzie said.
"I know Randy is always stoned and his brain cells are fried. Brad is always drunk. Cameron, I don't know what in the hell is wrong with that girl." Chris said.
"I think Brad needs to giver her some already." Lizzie said.
"I know they are so into each other they might as well hook up, if I had a hot blonde hanging all over me–" Chris couldn't finish the sentence.
He was having a good time talking with Lizzie but of course he had to say something dumb and fuck it up. And he knew she wasn't going to let him get away with it.
Lizzie smirked and leaned over to where Chris was lying beside her.
She leaned close enough that her breasts grazed his shoulder, and she could hear the change in his breathing and see the blush in his cheeks.
"If you had a hot blonde hanging all over you what would you do?"
Chris didn't think he could hold himself back if she would have kissed him or even pressed herself closer than that.
"I w–would, I would tell her to get off my jock it's not like that." Chris said stuttering a bit.
She had got him, boy had she got him.
"Whatever." Lizzie said moving back into her own space away from the Whitelighter.
"Why did you just do that?" he asked.
"I wanted to see what you'd say."
"Lizzie, you know…"
"That you want me. And you keep trying to pretend that you don't."
"What in the fuck am I supposed to do jump you and pin you to the bed and have my way with you or something?"
"Chris you've already admitted to me that you were scared, I'm not." Lizzie said.
"You're too young and too stupid to see that we're both gonna end up hurt if we go there." Chris got off the bed and started pacing the room.
"You can't possibly know that," Lizzie got up too.
"All my life I've seen my parents fight 'cause my dad was gone all the time helping other charges and my mom was home raising my brother and me. I just can't do the whole 'you're a witch I'm a Whitelighter hey lets fall in love' thing."
"I just can't even if I don't fuck things up which I know I will it's a natural talent. We still shouldn't be together, as soon as I do what I need to do in this time I've gotta go back to the future." Chris said.
"Save the Marty McFly speech okay, I have both read the book and seen the movie. I want you and you want me, it's as simple as that."
"Do you want to me to sleep with you Lizzie? To tell you I'm gonna call you but as soon as the sex is over I'll leave like I've done other girls."
Lizzie blushed.
"We have to work together for the greater good and all that good shit so quit throwing yourself at me oneday I might not be so noble."
"You are the most arrogant and conceited jerk on the planet. Go away I don't want to see you anymore." Lizzie said in an even tone.
"That's the last thing you want." Chris said.
"What does that supposed to mean?" Lizzie demanded.
"You know what it means better than I do."
"Oh get over yourself." Lizzie said smirking despite herself.
Chris made a frustrated noise. That girl really didn't get how hard it was for him.
"I want you Lizzie. I've never wanted anyone this way. I know you think I'm hard up or something. And maybe I am. I'm just not used to this." Chris said letting his hair hide his eyes.
"Used to what?" She asked looking at him in a way that made him remember how innocent she was and how innocent he wasn't.
He dropped his gaze to the floor; he didn't know what else to say. He wanted her. He didn't want to hurt her. Why didn't he want to hurt her? He knew it wouldn't work and so why should he bother. He couldn't be the 'boyfriend' type and that's what she needed.
"Not going for it. When I want something or in this case someone I usually have them, use them and forget about it. But this is different." Chris revealed not meeting her eyes.
"Chris, we don't have to get into this again. Let's just leave the drama to The Real World." Lizzie suggested.
He didn't even have to look up to see she was forcing a smile.
"I gotta get going, I'll be back to get you for that vanquish at around seven thirty. Wear something practical but dressy we're going out to Piper's club P3 afterwards." Chris said.
"Alright." Lizzie replied.
Chris nodded and orbed away.
Lizzie dropped back down on her bed, emotionally drained from her encounter with Chris. She thought he was a total asshole. But she realized he had to be to survive in the world he came from.
She doubted it was good for people to show how they really felt there. And now he was afraid because he was feeling.
It hit her like a ton of bricks, he had feelings for her. She couldn't still the butterflies that were still dancing in her stomach.
It was five thirty she had to hurry and get ready; she had to find the perfect outfit.
After a long hot bath Lizzie was standing in front of her mirror trying on clothes.
She finally decided on a black baby doll dress that fit tight in all the right places. Try as he might, Chris wasn't going to be able to ignore her in that outfit.
She applied smoky dark make up to her eyes. And some simple lip gloss. She did her hair and she was shocked that she was actually ready on time.
She heard someone coming up the stairs "Is it okay that I'm bringing two pairs of shoes?" She asked without looking up.
"Whoa! Lizzie why are you all dressed up?" Gordo asked.
Lizzie stopped lacing her black Converse to look up her two best friends.
"I'm going out tonight." Lizzie answered.
"With who?" both Miranda and Gordo demanded.
A knock on the frame of the door cause the Miranda and Gordo to back off Lizzie and gape at Chris.
"You ready?" He asked.
Lizzie nodded, "Umm… Chris I would like you to meet my friends Miranda and Gordo."
"Hey."
"This is who you're going out with?" Miranda asked.
"Yes." Lizzie said.
"What?" Gordo shouted.
"Why didn't you tell us about this little development?" Miranda asked.
"I just met him yesterday I don't have to tell you guys everything right after it happens do I?"
"That's what best friends do Lizzie. But if you are ditching us over a guy you chose a good one." Miranda said.
Lizzie grabbed a pair of strappy black sandals with stiletto heels.
"It's not like that, I've got some stuff to do now. I'll see you guys tomorrow." Lizzie said.
"Fine go hump your new boyfriend, see if I care." Gordo said pushing past Chris and out of the door.
"Gordo!" Lizzie called.
"I'd better go after him. If you don't call us tomorrow Lizzie…" Miranda trailed off.
"I will. I will. Make sure Gordo doesn't do anything dumb," Lizzie said.
"Alright, have fun but not to much fun okay," Miranda said walking to the door.
"Oh and it was nice meeting you Chris." Miranda said going into flirt mode.
"It ain't happening." Chris told her.
"Aww.. it was worth a shot. You got him trained right," Miranda said.
Chris rolled his eyes.
"Later, Miranda." Lizzie called.
"So you ready?"
"Uh huh."
"Sorry I'm late your dad cornered me and had the talk with me. He told me if anything happens to you that I would have to worry about demons killing me that he would beat them to it." Chris said.
"I told him that this wasn't a date."
"Yeah I told Piper the same thing, she didn't believe me." Chris said.
"You did change clothes and shave though; and I assume you took a shower too. It kind of makes a girl feel special." Lizzie said.
"You are special Lizzie McGuire…Special Ed." Chris said taking her hand and orbing them away.