Disclaimer: I don't own Pretty Little Liars.
Author's note: I'm sorry that this story is so short. Okey people, here we go!
A bad brother!
It's the day before Aria and Ezra's wedding. Now Aria is talking with her brother Mike in his apartment.
"What are you wearin' for my wedding tomorrow?" says Aria.
"I won't be there!" says Mike.
"What...?" says Aria confused.
"I don't think he's the right man for you, Aria. You could find someone way better." says Mike in a serious tone.
"Don't you dare talkin' about Ezra like that. I love him with all of my heart." says Aria as she give Mike an evil look.
"I'm not gonna waste my time watchin' my sister marry that damn perv." says Mike.
"Never call Ezra a perv!" says Aria in a hard clear tone.
"I'm not afraid of you, sis." says Mike.
"Oh really?" says Aria with a sarcastic voice.
"Not funny!" says Mike.
"I think I've got a very good sense of humor." says Aria with a smirk.
"I'm of a different opinion. Truth is, I never thought you were that much fun." says Mike.
"Don't care..." says Aria as she roll her eyes.
"Believe it or not, but I actually try to help you here. Aria, you're my sister and I only want you to be happy." says Mike.
"Mike, if you want me to be happy you give me your support when it comes to my love for Ezra." says Aria.
"Easier said than done, Aria..." says Mike. "I can't just throw away my hate for the guy. Fitz is bad news."
"No, he's not!" says Aria. "I'm gettin' married tomorrow. With or without your blessing. Deal with it, okey?"
"You're making a big mistake." says Mike. "Don't come to me and cry when the man breaks your heart."
"Oh...I won't!" says Aria. "Bye!"
Aria grab her handbag, put on her black leather-jacket and leave her brother's apartment.
The End.