A/N- Just a heads up, might be a long one! The name of the story pretty much explains a lot. I've been completely obsessed with Ed Sheeran. One night while listening to his song 'Small Bump', I tried to imagine how would it look when set in an Ezria surrounding. And I just couldn't stop my urge to write it. It might be painful and a bit sad, but I promise I'm not writing this to insult and create doubts or hate for them. I love them dearly and this is something I would like to write, even though its peculiar. I really hope to continue writing this so please support and review! :) Also, don't hate me for late updates. I'm in last year of school and have the most important exams that base my career and would allow me to enter the college I've been always dreaming of. So I'm sorry in advance. Thank you for reading :)
He shuddered at the thought of Jackie leaving him. He wasn't ready to drown himself in grief. He and Jackie had been together for some years now, they were the 'high school sweethearts' until Ezra decided to propose to her on their short trip to Venice.
He was sitting on one of the beaches of Italy, his shirt lying on the sand; gazing at the sun go down along with his hopes of a romantic evening. He hoped to kiss her below one of the auspicious bridges in a gondola and then have a quiet romantic dinner at the beach. He missed her, beyond words could convey.
Suddenly, a petite brunette appeared who was walking on the sand, looking at her feet sink in the sand. She looked up and ran towards the water to splash some in the air. She smiled with utter joy. She turned around to notice a man sitting on the sand. She couldn't figure out why a man who young and vacationing in Italy would be sitting alone on a beautiful evening like that.
She made her way towards him and gently placed her hand on his shoulder, hoping for a smile in response. He turned towards her. "Can I help you with anything?" He muttered. "Sorry to just casually come up and interrupt on your lonely party but I was curious about why are you alone on a beautiful evening in a beautiful city like Venice?" She chuckled. She immediately ended her laughter when she saw his eyes. Deep blue, she wanted to get lost in them but there was something that bothered her; they were sad and in want of something.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Is something wrong?" She asked, hoping to help. "Nothing, I just want to spend some time alone. My evening did not turn out as I expected it to." He turned his face away, looking at the sun again. "Well, I'm here if you need someone to talk to. Sorry for being nosy, but it's just how I am." She glanced at him, wishing he would smile. She turned happy when a small smile formed on his face.
Her heart almost missed a beat on seeing him smile. She couldn't believe; she had met this guy only a couple of minutes ago and she was falling for him.
"Its nothing. Only my girlfriend rejected when I proposed her." Her eyes grew wide. She couldn't believe how casually he said that. "I've probably told this story to everyone. My cab driver, my gondola man, my hotel bell boy. It makes no sense anymore." He immediately answered when he saw her surprised face.
She smiled and rubbed his arm and soothingly answered. "If it makes you feel any better, I would love to have dinner and talk to you so that you feel better and that you have a nice stay in Venice." She looked in plea, she really wanted to know him more. She was surprised by her mind being so adamant to spend more time with this stranger. "I'm Aria Montgomery, by the way. And as your accent defines, you must be from the United States!" She exclaimed. He gently smiled at her bubbly attitude. "And I'm Ezra Fitz. I have no intentions of telling you my city, stalker!" He tried to act nonchalant but burst into laughter the next moment. "I'm from New York. And yourself?" She thought it was all a dream, him being from New York made it perfect since she didn't leave quite far away too. "I'm from good, old Philadelphia." She grinned. "That seems amazing, I've always loved Philly. So what are you doing in Venice all alone?" He questioned, raising his eyebrow to look stern but instantly failed. "I'm on a college trip, they wanted us to be somewhere we could adorn and embrace nature and write about it. They wanted some 'real stuff'." She chuckled.
"Wow, that seems ambitious. I would love to propose that to my college." Aria was shocked. Ezra didn't seem to be a college going boy. He predicted her confusion and answered. He stuttered for a moment when he looked into her eyes. He hadn't noticed it before. She had hazel eyes, not the usual kind; the ones that made you fall for someone kind. He had never seen such beautiful eyes, he couldn't speak further. "Erm, I. Yes, I teach at NYU." Aria was taken aback. That was quite a job. She always loved studying and she had planned to teach. She loved talking to him, it only made it more interesting that they had common interests and likes. "Yeah, I'd love to teach. What subject do you teach?" She questioned with her trademark cute smile. "English." Ezra answered proudly. Aria's heart almost leapt with joy. She couldn't wait to know more about him. She had already pictured them being the made-for-each other couple.
"Wow, that is my major. I love English. Venice has taught me so much about writing on nature. It is indeed beautiful." Ezra was pleased by the amount of maturity Aria depicted. She didn't behave like any other college girl he taught back in NYU. "Calling Venice beautiful might just be an understatement." He winked causing Aria to smile whilst almost fainting by his cuteness.
"Since you proposed to have dinner, shall we?" He asked in the most gentlemanly manner, raising his arm forward. Aria stood up, bowed in courtesy and held his hand to move towards the small yet cozy arrangement that Ezra had managed to get for his ex-future fiancée. It had dim yellow lights which made everything seem beautiful. Amidst the poles covered with silk tapestry was a round table with clean glass plates and a rose kept next to the cutlery. Rose petals were casually yet beautifully scattered onto the table cover. Surrounding the table was a round, white sofa with rosy red pillows and more rose petals scattered. On the table, there was almost a feast ranging from Caesar salad to foie gras stuffed chicken and delectable vegetarian Lasagna and a very advanced array of desserts ranging from Tiramisu to macaroons. Her eyes fell upon the chic champagne flutes filled with Dom Perignon. She assumed Ezra came from a house of big names.
"I think she's missing out on a really big dinner." Aria gaped at the food and then looked towards Ezra. "My family has been descended from riches. It is just something I put together for her." She could see tears well up in his eyes. Suddenly, her eyes fell upon two bathrobes that hung on a small hook on one of the pillars. "Oh, so that was the plan. A small dip in the large pond here and then sip some champagne. And then maybe a nice night on this couch, Mr. Fitz. Nice plans!" She winked at him, earning an eye roll in response from him.
"So why don't we dig in. Because I know you're looking at all of this and thinking FOOD PORN!" A loud laughter escaped Aria's mouth as she controlled herself from tumbling onto the sand. "Oh no, but I just couldn't control. It looks exquisite." She gave a guilty look as Ezra beamed. They headed towards the small arrangement.
Ezra pulled the cushions to seat Aria comfortably and turned around to take his seat. They casually talked about their lives and Ezra elaborated about Jackie. Aria told him about her parents. "Mum and dad split when I was 18, almost two years ago. It was a terrible thing for me and Mike, my brother. He was traumatized and did rather shocking stuff. Now she lives with her new boyfriend whilst we continue living with dad." Ezra gently moved his hand towards Aria's arm and held it gently, trying to soothe her. The alcohol was obviously acting up because he had never been so intimate to anyone except Jackie so soon, especially someone almost 5 years younger than him. Aria smiled, signaling that she was fine. Ezra smiled, reassuringly. They continued to talk, steadily covering the distance between them on the couch. Ezra raised his hand to take a strand of Aria's hair and place it behind her eye. Aria swallowed a lump in her throat, sending shivers down her spine. "Would you ever fall for anyone except Jackie?" She questioned with puppy eyes. She was assured too that the alcohol was acting up. "Of course, there are beautiful people out there who deserve love. You are beautiful, Aria." He glanced at her, hoping to make a point. She blushed whilst playing with the rose petals around her so that Ezra couldn't see how her cheeks had now turned dark crimson. "Thank you, you're one of the sweetest and good-looking guys I've ever met." She complimented back. She slightly bent to move the last cushion between them and slid next to him, touching his hand. She ran her hand through his hair, doubting if he was ready for it. Slowly, she brought her hand down to the nape of his neck, pulling him towards her. She placed another hand on his cheek and passionately planted one of the most romantic kisses of her life. They kissed each other for minutes, the feelings arousing and not letting go of each other. They slowly pulled away, short of breath.
Ezra raised his head to face her. "I'm lucky I came here today. I could ask of nothing else." Aria smiled and moved towards him to plant another chaste kiss on his lustful lips.
A/N: Okay, that was a short chapter but I promise, it will pick up from the next chapter. I just wanted to give the gist of the story but not too much. And i hope there was some fluff :P because I really tried. Also, I'm not going to follow the A track from PLL but its effects on Ezria will be mentioned in some cases. If you liked this, please review. It would mean a lot and encourage me to write.
Nirja xx