33Hey guys! First fic, don't judge or say mean things please! I have cookies :D I hope you all like it!
DISCLAIMER:I DO NOT OWN WIZARDS OF WAVERLY PLACE! If I did, Max would take his shirt off more.
I walked around a new street, one I had never been to. I had just moved here to New York, it was early April, and I was exploring this area called Waverly. I walked around, hands clasped behind my back, looking this way and that. I turned a corner, walked down a few stairs and kept moving forward when – BAM! A door was flung open, greeting my face with a painful welcome. I fell down on my butt, holding my nose.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow ow ow ow! OW!"
"Oh, crap! I'm sorry!"
I opened my eyes to a pair of brown eyes, no less than an inch away from my own. As I stared into them, the only thought going through my mind, despite the pain, was 'pretty…' The boy laughed, "Thank you." And I realized I had said it out loud, not just in my head. I blushed furiously. He smiled, and held out his hand. "Here, let me help you up."
I grabbed his hand and let him pull me up. "Hey, sorry I opened the door in your face, I didn't see you there." He ran a hand through his hair. I froze.
"… That was you?"
"Yeah.."
"…..WHAT THE HELL, MAN?" I yelled, whacking his arm
"OW! What was that for?" He asked, rubbing the spot on his arm where I hit him. I pretended to stop and think, hand on my chin. "Hmm, I don't know, maybe for HITTING ME IN THE FACE WITH A DOOR?"
He looked at me as if I was crazy. "I said I was sorry! What the hell is your problem?" We both crossed our arms simultaneously, and stared the other down. I glared up at him; he was a good few inches taller than me. We stayed like that for a few moments, frozen, glaring at each other. Then I burst out laughing.
"You know what? I like you, you're alright." I smiled up at him, uncrossing my arms and poking his cheek. He smiled as well, it was cute. I decided that I liked his smile, and I could tell right off the bat that he would be someone I would get along very well with.
"MAX! WHERE ARE YOU?" Someone yelled out, again throwing open that damned door, this time into my new friend, knocking him into myself. We fell to the ground. His body on top of mine, his weight pressing into my body, it felt… good, in a non-weird way. I looked at him again, and we just laughed. "Mind getting up?" I asked him. He sat up, but stayed there, sitting on my thighs. I laughed again, "Would you care to get completely off of me?" He looked off into the distance as if thinking then looked back at me and replied casually, with a grin on his face, "No." We laughed again, when an older girl walked up to us.
"Max," she said, "Where were you- Wait, who's this?"
The boy, Max, as I've just learned, simply smiled up at her and said "This is… is… uh… What's your name?" He looked back down at me, finishing his sentence with a question.
I smiled up at him and said "Hi, I'm Alice. Pleased to meet 'cha." The girl smiled down at me and said "I'm Alex and this is my little brother Max. Speaking of, Max, why are you sitting on her?"
"She's comfy!" He answered happily. We all laughed at him, and that's when I knew that moving here to New York wouldn't be so bad after all.
SIX MONTHS LATER
"Max! Alice! Wake up!"
I moaned and curled into whatever it was that I was laying on. I was at the Russo's, and the last thing I remembered was watching a movie on the couch with Max. Had we fallen asleep…? Again a voice called out "Max, Alice! Where are yo- Oh. Aw." The voice turned affectionate, as if cooing at a puppy.
MAX'S P.O.V.
I heard my mom calling for Alice and me, but I didn't want to get up. There was a comfortable light weight on my chest; the couch was so warm, smelled so good… Wait, smelled good?
I blearily opened my eyes, and my mom awed at something, but what it was, was beyond me. The light weight on my chest moved, clutching at my body tighter, and sighed. I looked down and saw – Alice? What was she doing sleeping on me? Why did I think she smelled nice? Why did I like her sleeping on me? Then she moaned softly, slowly opening her eyes and looking up at me, picking her head up off of my chest. "Hello Max" she murmured sleepily. Her eyes bolted open, "Whoa, what, Max?" She scrambled off me, falling to floor with a loud Thump. She looked up at me, eyes wide, cheeks pink. "Ohmygosh Max, I'm so sorry I fell asleep on you!" I laughed, and told her "Nah, its ok Alice. I didn't mind, really. You're really comfortable." I smiled, and upon realizing what I unknowingly implied, I froze, the heat of a small blush creeping up my face.
Alice stared up at me for a moment, then a pretty smile broke out on her face and she laughed. I stared at her curiously as she laughed. She calmed her laughter into small giggles and said "That's what you said to me when we first met, remember?" I thought back and remembered sitting on her, those short six months ago. Now it was early October and we were practically inseparable. I cracked a smile, the blush fading from both our faces. "Yeah I did, didn't I?"
My mom cut in and said "Hey kids, you know you got to get ready for school. You got to get up!" I held out my hand for Alice and pulled her back up onto the couch. Once she was back up I put an arm around her shoulders in a friendly, nonchalant way. "C'mon mom, can we have 5 more minutes?"
"No, you can't sleep anymore. You only have 15 minutes to get ready for school!"
We bolted up. What? 15 minutes? We clambered off the couch, scrambling off to my room.
Alice was a strange girl. she didn't care about changing in the same room as long as I had my back turned and didn't look. She was weird, but she was my best friend and I wouldn't trade her for anyone. We had just grown that comfortable with each other.
We got up to my room, and as I looked through the mess to try and find my closet, she pulled out clothes from her bag. I reached my closet safely, and grabbed a shirt. Looking for jeans, I went to my dresser. I looked over my shoulder to say something to Alice and saw her back to me. My face flushed, heating up much more than I ever thought possible.
It wasn't just her back that faced me, but her bare back, nothing but the back of her bra and the jeans she had (thankfully) slipped on while my back was turned. I made no move to look back, my mouth frozen slightly open, while my brain shut down.
Her back was slim and straight, her waist joining her hips in a perfect curve, and the skinny jeans hugging her waist tightly, but not too tight. Her body was angled slightly, showing just a small curve of her bra-clad breast.
There was a tingling feeling in my chest, and on my lower body. I forced my eyes away from her body.
My face red and very hot, I thought about what I just saw. My heart pounded in my chest. Her amber-brown hair that hung past her shoulder blades, the curve of her back. It was all just so, so, breathtaking… I shook my head to clear the thoughts. Alice was my best friend; I couldn't have feelings for her! Things just didn't work that way… and there was no way she would like me back either.
Awwww poor Maxy-poo! Doesn't think Alice could ever possibly like him! Stay tuned for the next chapter. If you like this, review and tell me! I would absolutely LOVE to hear from you. If your review stands out, I'll give you a shout out! Hugs and Cuddles from Panda-Chan!
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