Okay, this is my first song fic, and my second of all fan fics that I have posted. Though I have much better ones to post, but can't find the time to type them from my notebook.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars, the tv show or the book series. I do not own the song "A Lack of Color" by Death Cab For Cutie.

"A Lack Of Color"

And when I see you
I really see you upside down

Meeting her, in the bar, that afternoon before starting school, she had turned my world upside down. I connected with her, and she with me. I went home that night thinking I had just met the one. Thee one. The one girl I wanted to spend the rest of my entire life getting to know.

But my brain knows better
It picks you up and turns you around
Turns you around, turns you around

Then that next morning, the heavens threw my through a loop. She was my student. The girl I made out with in a college bar's bathroom turned out to be my student. And no matter how much I didn't want it to be true, it was.

If you feel discouraged
That there's a lack of color here

That's when I had to call it, what ever this was, off. It couldn't happen. So I tried to ignore her. Tried to not look at her every time I taught the lesson, or read from a book, or graded papers while the class did their assignment. It couldn't happen, and I had to try to drill that notion into my head.

Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seams
For absorbing everything
The spectrum's a to z

But when I saw her, standing there in the stairwell at her dead friend's funeral, so down, so broken, so helpless, I just couldn't get over the fact that I wanted to be there for her. To be the shoulder she could cry on. To be the guy she turns to.

That's when I kissed her. After I swore off trying to do anything intimate with her, I kissed her. My lips hadn't touched her's since that afternoon at the bar and they had been dying to do so once more.

This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years

I've never felt this way about another girl before. Sure the few times I really was interested in a girl and wanted to start up a relationship out of pure loneliness but with her, it was some how different. I can't put it in words. When ever I see her my heart involuntarily clenches. At times my palms sweat. And other times my voices catches in my throat.

all the girls in every girlie magazine
Can't make me feel any less alone

Seeing her with other guys had been hard to deal with. When I called it off with her for fear of the possibility of losing my job, losing her, and getting in trouble with the her parents and the school board, I thought she'd be more heartbroken of me than to go out right away with Noel Kahn. The whole reason I told her things had to change was the only way I could still be able to see her, listen to her in class and not in a jail cell.

But now she barely even acknowledges my presence. Which is exactly what I didn't want to have to deal with in making that decision.

Being with out her, I've never felt more alone in my entire life.

I'm reaching for the phone

I have to hear her voice. I missed it so terribly the past few weeks when I was gone, and since I came back. Like her name, Aria, she is like the air, wonderful, beautiful, fleeting, yet needed for sustaining life.

I had never known that she could sing, but when I walked in that class room, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard.

To call at 7:03 [and] on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home
But I know it's too late

When she didn't answer her phone, I got the message she was trying to convey… She didn't want to talk to me.

Had I had known that things would turn out like this, I would have never called it off.

But its too late. Too god damn late.

I should have given you a reason to stay

I should have given her a reason to stay.

Given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay

This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years