An Aliens Life on Earth - Oc Story. (REQUESTS OPEN FOR PLOTS)

3 - Ellah.

ELLAH POV

CHAPTER 8
I sat down to play video games, as I usually do after work. I was having a good time, until this kid came up and killed me, it was a 1v1 too!
"HAH! loser!" he screams through the mic, making me angry.
"BITCH KILL YOURSELF NOW DO IT INFRONT OF MY EYES FAGGOT" I scream, making the kid cry.
"OH YEA HUH?! LET ME HAVE ONE LAST CHANCE FUCKFACE, THEN WE'LL SEE WHO THE FAILURE IS" he yells through the microphone, his face red.
"NO!" I yell back laughing, before ending the game and throwing my controller away, annoyed.
Suddenly there's a knock on my door, I sigh and head to open it.
"What's your business bitch?" I ask, irritated.
"Uh..can I come in?" they ask, holding the door behind them, clearly embarrassed.
I nod and open the door.
It was Alise.
"So..I might've accidentally..set my arm on fire..?" She says, trying not to burt out in a rage.
"Baby,, how did you do that?" I ask, confused.
"I was baking and I dropped a pan...and my stupid arm caught on fire and i burnt myself...oh god.." she rambled on.
"Okay! I think you should go see the doctor about that...and make sure you take an ice pack to reduce the swelling and bruising. Also, make sure you wash your hands before you touch food."
"Yeah, yeah! I know all that." she rolled her eyes at me and starts walking out.
"Alise! Wait!!" I quickly called after her before closing the door and locking it.
"What??" she snapped, looking at me angrily.
"Don't walk away from me please!" I begged.
"Why do you care anyways? It's not like it hurts that much.." she sighed sadly.
"Because! I care about you! You're my girlfriend! You could've died!" I exclaimed.
"Oh. Well, then stop sulking over nothing!" she huffed, rolling her eyes again. "But..thank you" she mumbled.
"For what?" I asked, still upset.
"Being concerned about me, you idiot" she giggled, before grabbing her jacket and heading outside.
I let out a heavy sigh and went back inside. I sat down again, staring absentmindedly at the ceiling.
My phone rang and I pick it up.
"Heyyy girl! Whassup, you seem upset?" Naylah, my BFFL asks,
"It's nothing to worry about, anyway when are we having that sleepover?" I ask
"Todayy?" She asks, desperate
"Sure! Can i bring Alise and Max with me?" I ask
"uhh..okay?" Naylah didn't like Alise and Max, especially Max. I found that out when the sleepover took place.
"Yay! Cya in a couple hours!" I say, "Bye!"
"Cya, Ellah..." Naylah hung up the phone.

After a couple hours I got up from my seat and went outside. I saw Alise walking towards me, with her arms folded tightly across her chest.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked worried.
"Nothing babe, I'm fine" she replies, smiling warmly at me.
I smile at her back and take her by her hand. We walked in silence to the garden centre. Once we arrive, we enter the store together, talking.
"Hello ladies! Welcome to the Garden Centre. What can we do for you today?" One of the staff greets us cheerfully.
"Well, we are here to see...Maximus Pekolno..Woods!" Alise says, struggling to pronounce his middle name correctly.
"Ahh! Maximus! Okay! Follow me to his office" the staff said cheerfully.
We follow him through the corridor, passing rows upon rows of pots filled with beautiful flowers. We reach a big door that had his name painted on it. The staff opens the door for us and us walks in.
Max's garden was healthy and beautiful, it wasn't like the rest, flowers blooming everywhere and it smelt amazing, it smelled like fresh cut grass and vanilla. His room was decorated with various plants and flowers in pots on his desk. There was one wall full of shelves filled with books and magazines.
Max was sitting at his desk, reading. He closed the book after hearing the door being opened and turned around. Upon seeing us, his face immediately lit up in excitement.
"ALISSE! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" he says, running into my arms.
"Oof! Okay buddy, calm down!" I laugh at his sudden action and hug him back.
Alise joins the hug, picking us both up , she is 6'1 after all, we are on,y 5'3-5'5..She sits us back on the ground and puts Max back on his feet.
"Hi honey! How was your day?" she asks, smiling sweetly at him, which caused him to smile shyly back at her.
"Good! How was yours?" he smiles back, his voice slightly shaking.
"Good thanks. You don't happen to know how your day goes, like always, do you?" she asks.
"No I guess not" he laughs, scratching his neck nervously.
"That's alright, I just wanted to give you something..." she pulls out a bag from her pocket and hands it to Max.
Max takes the bag and opens it, pulling out a large bunch of red roses.
"Are these...for me?" he asks, shocked.
"Of course they are baby! These ones are for you, because they look nice" she says while pointing at the different colours of roses.
Max just stares into space, completely speechless.
"I love them. Thank you so much" he whispers, hugging her.
I look around the garden centre and spot a small vase with some white and pink roses.
"Hey, why don't we put those roses into that?" I suggest, taking the flowers from Max's hand.
"Okay!" they both answer, happily.
As we start putting the flowers into the vase, Max's phone rings loudly and he picks it up and answers it.
"Другар, може ли да останам кај тебе вечерва? ми изгоре куќата синоќа.." The guy over the phone asks in Macedonian
"Секако пријателе! Само не го фрлајте местото како секогаш, lol." Max replies, also in Macedonian.
Max declines the call.
"Marko will be coming over tonight, his house burned down." Max tells us
"Oh," Me and Alise reply in unison.
"But, aren't we going to Naylahs place for that sleep-over?" I ask, I felt confused.
"We gotta bring him with us then." Max says, looking to the flowers while going to pick up the watering can and water them.
"He might not want to come." Alise points out.
"Then, he'll just have to deal with it." Max responds, already watering the flowers.
"I don't know...I mean, he is still really hurt.." Alise tries to convince Max.
"And, if he doesn't come, he'll just end up alone again." I added, "And he'll end up burning out house down aswell" I finish.
"Well, if he wants to go, I'm okay with that." Max shrugs, "If he stays here then we would have a problem. So, lets just try our best with this" he finishes, handing Alise the watering can.
"Yeah..alright.." she nods, sighing defeatedly.
A few minutes later Marko arrives and he comes into the living room where we were sitting.
"Where you guys been? I thought you gonna be here hour ago" he said irritated, crossing his arms. You can't really understand Marko since he has an accent and isn't good at English.
"Uh...sorry about that Marko...we ran late. And I uh...just forgot my keys at home" Max lies, hoping that Marko buys it.
"Oh...fine.." He huffs. Then, he notices the roses and gasps.
"Whoa! Those gorgeous! you make yourself Max?" Marko asks excitedly.
"No...my girlfriend made them for me." Max replies, sheepishly, looking away.
"What?! They so pretty!" Marko squeals in delight, "Why you did no tell me?"
"I um...didn't think you'd like it." Max admits, "Also, I kinda panicked, cause I didn't remember the key code for the house and.."
I start to black out, listening to their conversation. They were talking about flowers because they both love flowers, and how Marko may be getting a job at where Max works. After awhile, I hear footsteps coming towards us, followed by footsteps coming out of the bedroom. I slowly open my eyes and I see Alise looking straight at me. Her eyes met mine and smiled brightly at me. I smiled back at her and she kissed me softly on my lips.
"How are you feeling, darling?" She says, softly.
"I am fine now. Thanks to you." I replied, giving her a quick peck on the lips.
After that, Max came back into the room and sat next to me. I looked at him and saw him smiling at me. He then looked at his lap and started playing with the hem of his shirt.
"So, what are we doing tonight?" He asked, trying to change the subject.
"Well, we are going to Naylahs place for dinner." I answered.
"Oh, okay." He nodded, still not looking at me.
"You wanna come?" I asked him, looking at him directly.
"Yeh, sure." He replied.
"Alright. Let's go then!" I stand up and take his hand, pulling him up and leading him to the car.
CHAPTER 9
Once inside the car, Marko turns off the radio and starts telling us about his day. Max listens to him very intently.
The three of us sit there, just chatting and laughing. When the car stops and we stop at a red light, Max starts fidgeting.
"What's wrong buddy?" Alise asks concerned.
"Nothing..." he mumbles back quietly.
"What do you mean nothing? Come on, talk to us. We can help." I say.
"It's just..." he pauses for a second.
"Just what?" I encourage him.
He takes a deep breath and looks at both me and Alise.
"I know Naylah dosent like me or alise very much.." He admits.
"Oh yeah, she doesn't like anyone" Alise says.
"She doesn't like me because I don't speak enough English towards her boyfriend (Marko) and never visit her anymore and she knows it." He continues.
"Oh, that's just silly. She does love you!" I add, engaging in the conversation
"Ayo?" Marko says
"No- NO- I meant like platonically not romantically.. He's my boyfriend not hers.." I argue, embarrassed.
"Yeah, well, maybe you should just talk to her instead of avoiding her. She'll understand." Max says, gently squeezing my hand.
"That's true" I agree.
"But, I've tried that..and she doesn't even want to talk to me anymore.." He explains.
"You need to work on communication skills mate.." Marko speaks up.
"I think you need to start visiting her more." Alise adds.
"She always comes to get us from school so she won't see me. But, that's because we're too busy having fun together. I mean, when Marko and I come home after football practice, she's always working on her own stuff or reading some books..or just staring out the window." Max says.
"So, why don't you just talk to her? Just tell her how you feel." Alise suggests, trying to be helpful.
"I dunno, maybe, but, I don't know if I should even bother anymore.."
"Why not?" Alise asks.
"She always leaves right when I arrive..she never wants to talk to me, ever. She doesn't even listen to me! Or look at me! Or respond." He says dejectedly, tears starting to gather in his eyes.
I immediately pull him closer and hug him, and then we arrive at her house.