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RIGHT HEART, WRONG DECISION

With the right heart, Wrong decision, Keeps you blinded,
Tunnel vision, Oh the road to love is paved with good intentions.

Aria walked onto the grassy area with her heels in her hands, slowly she smiled a little feeling the heat hit her skin. Her dress flew as the wind brushed passed her, and in an instant she dropped her heels, in an attempt to not expose any more skin than necessary, and held her dress down, unaware that he was standing at the edge of the building watching her.

The girls were all getting ready and due to her insomnia she had been up early and decided to do something usual with her time so she got ready, there was about three hours until she had to even think about making her way to the rehearsal dinner so she decided to explore. The night before she thought about a lot of things but mainly about how one wrong decision could dictate the way your life went, one wrong decision could ruin and completely shatter you in terms of character and personality.

The idea of this terrified Aria Montgomery perhaps because she was prone to making wrong choices and taking the easy way out, she supposed it was because she had fallen in love with Ezra Fitz during her junior year of high-school and that wrong decision had broken her.

She left her heels on the grass as her eyes had caught something—it seemed like there was a lake behind the bushes. Raising a curious eyebrow, she walked closer and manoeuvred her way through the leaves and she found herself in what seemed like an isolated area—albeit beautiful area.

Her reflection in the clear lake water caused her to think how much she had changed in the past twelve but had at the same time remained the same person as she had always been. She closed her eyes and then opened them and saw his reflection there too.

"Hi,"

In a soft, quiet voice she spoke, and he smiled. Her eyes twinkled as she saw him and moved back almost falling into the lake due her loss of balance but his hand grabbed her waist causing her to place a hand on his white crisp shirt.

"Hello," He replied, his startling blue eyes met hers, and he licked his lower lip nervously,


17th January 2009, Ezra's apartment, Rosewood

The seventeen-year-old was anxious to find out how the night before had gone for Ezra, he had gone out for her father for drinks which was a slightly strange but strange seemed to be the norm in this town. Her eyes widened as she saw the dark apartment, her eye brows furrowed in confusion and then she saw his tall figure standing by the balcony door holding a glass of, what she presumed to be, scotch, due to the empty bottle on the counter.

"Did it go so bad?" She asked, her voice startled him. He turned around and shook his head, gulping up the last of the alcoholic beverage which was present in his glass, "Then why are you drinking scotch unless I recall incorrectly you had once told me Scotch is for the broken-hearted, the lonely and the curious," Aria teased, taking a seat on his couch.

Ezra moved away from his position and placed his glass on the table, "I should not have been discussing alcoholic beverages with you," He replied, somewhat harshly.

"Well It's not like I haven't ever had—Okay, what's the matter with you? The way you're looking at me is almost as if I have done something to hurt you," The brunette commented, slightly upset as to his behaviour.

He sighed, "You are my student, I'm your teacher," He muttered, "We shouldn't even be in the same room let alone discussing scotch, last night your father told me how pleased he and Ella were that you have such an amazing authority figure who you can look up to ... in me." He scoffed, thinking about how opposite of the truth that statement was.

"Oh," Aria replied, "Ezra, listen, I know this looks bad and the whole beer with my father was a mistake. I should have stopped you from going but this doesn't change anything." Her voice pleaded him to even look at her.

"It does, It changes everything. Your parents trust me, not only am I breaking the law but I'm also betraying your parent's trust. If this ever comes out, I will be in an orange jumpsuit, Aria, and you—Your reputation will be ruined." He said, looking at her. "This needs to stop," He added,

She shook her head, "Don't tell me you're giving up on us, Ezra, we've been through too much in order for it to end this way." She said, desperately, "Do you not love me any more?"

For a moment, he considered not replying but he knew it would just be cruel to delude her into something that was not true, "I do, I love you." He replied, "But this relationship—It's ... we can't keep deluding ourselves into thinking this will work when the odds are so clearly against us."

Aria let out a humourless laugh, "The only person that is against us right now is you." She said, and pointed finger at his chest "I guess I should have known better than to fall in love with a coward," She said, bitterly.


The two former lovers sat on the floor as they looked at the picturesque view in front of them, he laughed as a result of their conversation. She looked at him, wide-eyed and stubborn.

"Yes, yes you did." He said, confidently "You called me an coward," He replied, "It hurt, It stung and It felt as if someone had ripped my heart out of my chest" He said,

Aria rolled her eyes, "I thought you weren't one for clichés," She commented, "And in my defence, I was seventeen and madly in love with my English teacher. It was bad enough that I was a teenager but the fact I had to deal with the fact that the man who I had sex dreams over was Mr Fitz and then he goes and breaks my heart." She said, dramatically.

"Mr Fitz sounds like a douche," Ezra replied, jokingly, "And tell me more about these sex dreams," He teased looking at her and the way her brown hair was curled and was moved to one side showing him her neck which had a small chain around it.

"Quit being a pervert," Aria said, tilting her head side-ward to face him, "You're getting married tomorrow" She added, and a part of him could swear that he heard a hint of sadness in her voice.

Ezra nodded, "I do realize that," He said, "Do you remember how awful you were to me in the next weeks? You undermined me whatever chance you got, you walked out of class and didn't turn in any work I had asked you to do. I had to make allowances for you on several occasions," He added,

She shrugged, "You broke my heart, you literally stomped on it and after months of secrecy you told me that we were over without so much as an explanation, You deserved it"

"I apologized several times," Ezra said, defensively. She looked at him, "Why did you break up with me? Because it sure as hell wasn't because of your sudden guilty conscience," She asked, with a furrow of an eyebrow.

He sighed, and looked at her. He changed the subject, "Really? You're doing this the night before my wedding," He teased, she rolled her eyes and then laid back on the ground, her eyes observing every star, every constellation in the sky above. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed, and he cleared his throat breaking his glance on her.


11th January 2009, Rosewood High School

Alison observed the halls of the school building as a predator observes it's prey, there was something brewing in the halls. Some form of competition—ever since Mona Vanderwaal had gotten somewhat of a decent wardrobe and gained confidence, It was almost as if she thought the halls were her own but she didn't realize Alison had been playing this game since the start of Middle-school.

She scoffed, and then she stopped thinking about Mona, but instead about one of her best-friends—Aria walked in beside Noel, they were just friends, and she knew this because Aria was dating their English teacher.

The blonde had known this since a couple of months after Mr Fitz had started at Rosewood High after all no other teacher had ever said 'holy crap' with their glance focused on one person and had been innocent of any illicit affairs, or so she thought. She couldn't believe how much Aria underestimated her in order to think she could keep this secret.

If word came out that one of Alison's closest friend's was a slut then her entire reputation would be ruined, people would associate Alison with the idiotic actions of her best-friend and soon enough people would be talking more about Aria than they did about Alison. And especially since Mona's uprising, she needed all of her friends to remain, basically, irrelevant.

And so, she made a decision, a decision that would ruin her best-friend's life.

It was after school, the school hall-ways were empty and seemed somewhat haunted due to the dimmed lighting and the lack of people. Alison, in her heels and designer dress, walked towards his classroom. Through the glass window, she saw him biting the tip of his pen fixated on the writing he was reading. She rolled her eyes and walked in.

Mr Fitz looked up and then placed his pen on the desk, he glanced at the clock and then looked at her, "Miss DiLuarentis, It's a surprise to see you here especially outside of school hours." He said, with a smile.

"I'm sure you see students outside of school hours, Mr Fitz, and there's no need for the formality." Alison replied, she looked at him, "I can see why Aria likes you—You're older, smarter and more worldly than most of the boys we see on a daily basis, but that doesn't make it right," She added,

His eyes widened, "I, uh, don't know what you're talking about," He stammered,

"Cut the crap," Alison said, sternly, "I know that you and my best-friend are having an illicit, disgusting affair and it needs to stop." She said, and then looked at him "It's a felony."

He gulped and then stood up, knowing there was no more point of lying, "How do you know?" He questioned, nervously.

"I see a lot more than anyone else does," Alison replied, "And I don't think you'll understand me if I say it the nice way," She paused, "If you don't end things with Aria then I will see to it that you are punished for what you are doing and not just that. Your love, my sixteen year old best-friend, won't be able to face anyone in this town. Rumours and slurs will be thrown at her on a daily basis, her mother and her will never see eye to eye. Every time Ella looks at her daughter, she will see the betrayal of her husband again and again. No one will date her, no one will be friends with her. She will be a loner, and won't be welcome into this town. I will see it myself."

Mr Fitz looked at her, and shook his head in disbelief, "She's your best-friend. Would you really do this to her?" He asked, "I knew you were somewhat of a character but I had no idea at the extent of your cruelty."

She smiled, "Oh, I can do so much more. I am trying to teach her a lesson, and you will help me in that," She said, "Oh and just to be clear, that was a threat. I suggest you get a move on in dissolving this relationship"


Ezra didn't know how he found himself to be lying next to her but he was, he rested his hands on his stomach. For a moment, he considered telling her the truth but it would hurt her so much to know that her best-friend had been the reason why their relationship hadn't worked it. It still shocked him from time to time that Alison had threatened to turn her best-friend's life a living hell, it was no wonder why Aria wasn't as close to Alison as she had been.

"I can't believe you went out with Simone," Aria grumbled causing him to chuckle, "It's not funny. She was my baby-sitter, do you have any idea how weird that was to me?" She said, turned on her side, he tilted his head side-ward and nodded slightly.

The front she had usually put up regarding the way she felt had vanished in the last hour, it surprised him but he assumed it was for the best after-all this way they would be able to get out everything they possibly needed to discuss before he got married. He didn't know what exactly to tell her, he could tell her the truth which was that she, being Simone, reminded Ezra of Aria.

He didn't know whether It was her mannerisms, or the way she moved a strand of hair behind her ear or perhaps it was her love of literature but despite all the similarities he could not love her. He supposed that was a good thing as there was no he wanted to, in the future, to have to explain her that the only reason he had entered this relationship was because of minimal similarities she had to the girl who, he was in love with, that she used to baby-sit.

"Simone asked me out, and she was pretty so I said yes," Ezra replied, he hated that he was lying to her, and in keeping the secret as to the end of their relationship, he had been lying to her for years as it was a form of lying so it bugged him. It hurt him but he didn't exactly know what to say to her, the last thing he wanted was for her, already shaky, relationship with Alison to spiral downward, more than it had done so already.

Aria rolled her eyes, "So you decided to date her, knowing that it would hurt me, purely for superficial purposes." She mumbled, and he let out a desperate sigh. Something told her that he was keeping a secret from her, and it hurt knowing that he didn't trust her enough to tell her what was on his mind but she didn't know exactly what she was expecting after all she wasn't his Fiancée, she was just his friend. His purely platonic friend.

"I'm sorry," He replied, honestly. And he was sorry but just for more things than she knew about, "When we broke up, I was relieved," Ezra began, "I mean Simone—She was wonderful and charming and smart. But I didn't love her the way she deserved to be loved and I felt awful about that,"

With sorrow-filled eyes, she got up and pulled her knees up to her chest "I would've imagined that you felt awful for an entirely different reason," She said in a low whisper which he barely heard.


March 25th 2009, Montgomery residence

Aria tapped her foot, impatiently, on the floor as she listened to Simone. It took all she had in her to not say something. She loved her—she really did, Simone was amazing and it wasn't her fault. It wasn't as if she knew what had gone on between the two of them

He didn't look at her—he avoided any eye-contact, and excused himself. Aria smiled politely and then rushed up the stairs into her bedroom, she threw herself onto her bed and with tearful eyes. Her entire body shook as she sobbed.

A knock on the door interrupted her tears and she wiped them away quickly standing up and walking over to her books making herself look busy. The door opened and he walked in, closing the door behind him.

She turned around, and a gasp escaped her mouth as she saw him but she didn't say anything, she waited for him to speak.

"—I'm sorry for coming," He began, "I didn't know you'd be here," He added,

Aria rolled her eyes, "It's my house," She replied, "Why the hell would you think I'm not here? And you should be sorry—you both came here and flaunted your relationship—do you even care about how that makes me feel?"

"And what about me?" He replied, "Noel, Riley, Jason and Jake." He listed, "I'd come to school and I'd be greeted by the sight of them holding you, kissing you. God, it killed me to see that."

Angrily, she glared at him "And who's fault is that?" She asked, miserably. "I hate you," She lied, "I hate that I don't hate you," She added, "And that the only thing I can think about right now is the fact I want to kiss you,"

He looked at her with lustful eyes, she gulped as she looked at him. She tucked a strand of her behind her ear. Before she knew it—her lips were on his and they were entangled in a lover's embrace. She had pulled his head down and she met warms lips. Soon enough, clothes had been shed and they remained in each-other's arms after making love regretting what they had done.


For weeks after the incident, they didn't speak even during school hours. He didn't pick on her in class, nor did he question essays she had turned in, usually her writing was impeccable but if there was something then he'd write it on her piece of work. They never did speak to each-other again, in Rosewood at-least, and what had happened made it easier yet harder to leave Rosewood for her.

On one hand, she had a legitimate reason to never speak to him again—for the sake of Simone but then again, making love to him made her crave him—his touch more than she had ever wanted to before.

And as much as she did try to forget, every time she closed her eyes she saw him gathering her in his arms and his lips meeting hers in a sweet surrender, but then as it always did, time rushed by, and she left Rosewood. She left him without a word.

"That should not have been your first time," Ezra said, wobbly, and she shook her head "It's not as if it was the first time I had sex and It was just what I needed, it was a final good-bye to our tragic love-story." She replied, jokingly, but the truth in the statement caused her to shudder.

He clenched his jaw, and nodded. He sat up once again and then looked at the lake, "I used to come out here as a kid, it was my personal haven, no one knew about it. I'd write here and read here. I've never been here with anyone else before" He said,

"Does it feel different?" She asked, her arms were holding her weight as she leaned on them and her legs were ground, she looked at him legitimately curious but somewhat worried as to whether she had ruined a memory.

Ezra nodded, "Yes ... but a good kind of different," He replied, "I suppose this is the last time we'll be out here alone," He added, as he looked at her, "It's nice, isn't it?"

She nodded, but with an uneasy smile she looked at him "But it's inappropriate, you should not be out here with your former student slash ex girl-friend." She replied, "I'm pretty it says somewhere in a rule-book that this isn't allowed."

"We've never been ones to follow rules," He said, referencing their year long illicit romance and she rolled her eyes, "We're friends, aren't we?" Aria nodded and then looked at him.

Before she could stop herself, she spoke "Do you ever miss it?" Despite what she thought, he didn't change the subject nor did he angrily leave at the prospect of her asking this question.

"I suppose I do," He replied, "I miss 3B. I miss the late night calls, the excitement and seeing you every single day in my apartment. I miss China-town, I miss B26 and I miss us"

Her mouth fell open at how upfront he was, she closed her eyes and the vivid image of those things entered her mind, she shuddered and then buried her face in her hands. He watched her, he never he shouldn't have said what he did but he didn't care. Once her eyes were open, and he could see her hazel orbs, she looked at him.

"My friends know about us,"


July 2013, California

Despite the sunny beaches and scenery of California they, for some reason, found themselves inside Mona's hotel room. They only had a couple of months until they graduated and so Hanna decided to arrange a get together with all of her high-school friends, the ones she still remained in contact with anyway, which basically meant it was the four girls alongside their respective others and Mona and Noel.

Nine people in an average sized room made it somewhat crowded, and as they had decided against going out they remained in the hotel room. Inevitably someone suggested a game of truth and dare. The only difference was that booze was involved, after the first round which was essentially strip-poker, they all decided on only truths.

"Yes Mona, I did, at one point, have a thing for you" Noel said, rolling his eyes, he was, surprisingly enough, the only sober one. A tipsy Mona giggled and moved closer to him, her hand reaching inside his shirt. His eyes widened and then hesitantly he pushed her hand away, and then he spun the bottle for it to land on his, surprisingly, drunk friend.

Aria watched the bottle in awe and then giggled as it landed towards her, "Yay! I won, I never win anything." She said, tipsy, and clapped her hands together. Everyone else, even Mona, was more sober than she was. It was a rare occurrence for her as she usually prided herself for her ability to not give in to drinking when everyone surrounded her had but she supposed it was due to the fact she was twenty-one and didn't have a boyfriend, and right now everyone surrounded her but Noel and Mona were in a serious committed relationship.

Even Noel and Mona had an on again off again relationship so she was the only one who had not had a serious boyfriend in the last couple of years, she had some flings but none of them were ever serious.

Hanna looked at her thinking about what possibly to ask her, "Okay, when we were in high-school did you have sex with anyone who, by chance, may be sitting here?" She said, glancing over at Noel. Hanna, for some peculiar reason, thought that Aria had sex with Noel which was so far from the truth. Even if it had been true she didn't know why Hanna would think that she wouldn't tell her.

"Aria DID NOT have sex in high-school," Mona replied, giggling.

Aria glared at the brunette, who was the similar height to her, and then she bit her tongue "I'll have you know that I did have sex in high-school," She retorted, squinting her eyes at her in anger.

"Oh yeah, who with?"

She scrunched up her nose in annoyance, and then looked at Mona, "Ezra Fitz." She replied, immediately regretting it once the words left her mouth. Her friends looked at her in awe.

"Mr Fitz?" Spencer asked,

Her mouth fell open she didn't know what to say, all she wanted was to take her words back and then she let out a laugh, "I'm joking, totally joking. Mona's right, I didn't have sex in high-school," She immediately replied but despite all her efforts, they didn't believe. Noel Kahn got up and helped her up telling everyone that he was going to take her to her room.

The brunette fell onto her bed and sighed, "Noel..." She said, softly, he paused and then looked at her, "Can you stay here with me until I fall asleep?" She asked, nonchalantly.

He nodded, and then he took a place beside her leaning against the head-board, and despite the fact he didn't want to mention it, he spoke "It wasn't a joke, was it?" She didn't reply, tears which were previously un-shed escaped her eyes and strolled down her cheek. He didn't say anything or ask any more questions, he simply wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her forehead.

"It's okay," He murmured,


Aria spoke about how she told her friends, she spoke of Noel and how they all still knew. Throughout her senior year of High-school, Noel and she had become closer after dating for a couple of weeks. They had decided their relationship wasn't meant to progress more than a platonic one and ever since they had become closer and almost like brother and sister.

They even lived together and had done so since their early twenties, Noel was the only one she had ever spoke to about her relation-ship with Ezra. He was the one who held her as she sobbed when she received Ezra and Grace's wedding invitation. He also told her that she didn't have to go to this wedding but she insisted, it would be suspicious even if she didn't go.

"It's strange how we met each-other again," Ezra said,

She nodded, "Yes it was, bumping into you in a coffee shop where our coffee's both fell onto each other is as cliché as it gets," She replied, and then she looked at him. He clearly wanted to say something but had bit his tongue, she didn't question him on it.

"So how excited are you about being a married man come tomorrow?" Aria asked, dreading the answer. The truth was that it broke her heart even the prospect of him being married, of him being with someone that wasn't her just as it had done every single time she went out with Grace and Ezra. Their friend-ship had been a strange thing.

It was hard to begin with as the fundamental basis of their relationship, previously, had been as lovers and so it a took a while until the both of them had adjusted with it. Three years had passed since they bumped into each-other and eased into a platonic relationship, she, still to this day, could recall the way he tasted and smelt that day, so long ago, in that little bar which she was sure was closed now.

Meeting Grace had occurred a couple months into their platonic relationship, and it hadn't been by choice. In fact, Aria had met her when she walked into Spencer's apartment and realized she had interrupted, what seemed to be, an friendly meeting. A couple of weeks later, Spencer invited her over alongside Grace and her fiancé, whom Spencer didn't know at the time was Ezra, so she was a little surprised when Ezra greeted her best-friend with a friendly embrace.

Over the next two or so years, Ezra became reacquainted with his former students and they had all developed into a friendly relationship. Grace had been a driving force in him reconnecting with them as she had dragged him over every single Friday night. They all pretended as if they didn't know about Aria and Ezra's illicit affair much to her relief.

Which was why all eight of them were here with the exclusion of Mona,

Aria realized that whilst she was in the midst of her thoughts, he had took the opportunity to not reply and pretend as if he had not heard it, she rolled her eyes. "So, have your parents settled in?" He asked, nonchalantly, once again she rolled her eyes and nodded, "I still do not understand why you called them here!" She replied,

"Because Ella and Byron were really good to me back when I lived in Rosewood, and Ella still calls in to check on me nearly every couple of weeks. I want them to be there on my wedding day." He whispered the last bit of his sentence and then cleared his throat,

Aria widened her eyes, "She checks up on you?!" She exclaimed, "Mom barely responds to my calls," She declared, dramatically. He chuckled, "I AM so serious, I can't believe you're laughing."

"I doubt your mother checks up more on me than you," He stated, and she nodded, a buzzing interrupted their conversation, from the corner of her eye she could see Grace's name flash on the phone screen. "WE'RE LATE!" He practically yelled, worriedly.

"How late?" Aria asked, and as he got up, he pulled her up as well. Barefoot, she followed him through the bushes, "Half an hour late," He replied, her eyes widened.

"Holy shit" She muttered, and then followed him. Her feet touched the damp, crisp grass and then she turned around and grabbed her high-heels, "Hey, Aria, what are you doing?" He said, pausing for a moment. And then saw her bend down picking up her heels she had previously left on the grass.

Aria looked at him and held up her heels, "Where's the rehearsal dinner again?" She questioned,


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