Author's note; I've stopped writing for quite sometime, but after watching the movie 'Cyberbully' so many times, I thought of a new story. Considering I write about 'Ezria' I thought it would be a really good idea to incorporate my own spin on the movie.
*I do not own anything*
Author's POV;
Ever since Aria Montgomery and Ezra Fitz's relationship has gone public, they've been getting strange looks from their former classmates/students, residents of the town. But they didn't mind, they only cared about how they felt about each other, and only each other. They were wrapped up in their own little fantasy world; They thought no one could bring them down. No one's opinion mattered but their own. Until one day .. Everything turned for the worse.
Aria's POV;
My alarm clock went off around 6:30 AM; I groaned and rolled over, covering my head with my pillows to drown out the sound. I hit the snooze button multiple times until I realized I was running late.
'Crap.' I mumbled to myself; the clock read 6:59. School starts at 8 and knowing me, I need all the time in the world to get everything just right, from my outfit, to my hair and to my make-up. As I finished putting the final touches to my outfit, my phone rang.
Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
Just a touch of the fire burning so bright
No I don't want to mess this thing up
I don't want to push too far
My lips curved into a bright smile as I picked up my phone, but frowning when I looked at the caller idea; Unknown. Well that's obviously Ezra calling. I sighed as I hit the answer button and put the phone up to my ear.
"Hello?" I asked. No one answered, all I heard was deep breathing.
"You don't think I can't hear you breathing?" I asked as I became very annoyed.
"So, how is Mr. Fitz .. Oh I mean, Ezra in bed? From the sounds of it, you have had plenty of experience with him."
"Who is this?" I asked as my voice became a little shaky.
"Oh, Aria. It doesn't matter who I am, now does it? But you, my little friend, you're now the town slut. That dead friend of yours used to hold the title, but you beat her by far seeing how you're fucking a teacher! I mean really, you were that desperate for good grades this year? That would explain why you always had the highest grade in English. You were fucking the teacher on a regular basis!"
My mind was telling me to hang up the phone, but I couldn't. My body was frozen. My mouth hanging open and tears threatening to fall as I listen to this crude person.
From the sounds of the voice change, I'm assuming there's more than one person.
"So much for you being the smart one. Don't you see all you are to him is his bitch and a good solid fucking when he needs one? But I'm sure you're too obsessed with having a cock in you all the time to realize that, or to even care for that matter."
Once again, the phone was handed off to another person. I tried not to listen, but I couldn't move. I knew my parents didn't approve, but I never knew when Ezra and I became public, everyone would care about who we're with. I know dating my former English teacher is wrong, but I don't care. Age is never an issue when we're together. He never treats me like his former student. He treats me like his girlfriend. I don't treat him like my former English teacher, I never have. I love him and he loves me. The things that these people are saying shouldn't matter to me, but they do affect everything now.
"Have a fun good-night from the sounds of it, I know you'll be fucking your teacher all night. Because that's all you are to him; remember that the next time he says he supposedly loves you. Tootles, bitch."
The line went silent and all I heard was the beeping noise. I clicked my phone off as I chucked it at the wall and letting my tears pour out. I leaned up against my door and slid down to the cold, wooden floor as I put my head on my knees and let more tears fall.
The knock on my door was telling me it was time to try to survive the hell that I call school.
"Aria, c'mon. You're going to be late." Byron called. When I heard his foot-steps go down the stairs, I got up from the floor and trudged to my mirror. Great. My makeup is messed up and even better, my eyes are red. Just perfect. I grabbed some make-up remover wipes and took off the makeup that smudged. Once everything was taken care of, I grabbed my bag and made my way to school.
As I pulled into the school parking lot and drove my way over to my parking spot, someone spray painted "Slut" on the pavement. I held in my tears and got out of my car. As I walked to the main entrance, a few jocks from the lacrosse team came up to me.
"So, how much does Ezra pay you a night? Whatever it is, I bet I can top it." One boy said; I rolled my eyes at him and walked on, trying to ignore the other disgusting comments from numerous guys.
Spencer, Hanna and Emily were waiting for me at my locker. Spencer was holding my morning coffee in her right hand and her Michael Kors bag in her left. Once they saw me, they all smiled as if they were keeping something from me.
"What?" I asked, eyeing each of them.
"Nothing." Hanna replied almost instantly. I looked over at Emily and raised an eyebrow, she tensed up.
"Em? Is there something you want to say?" I asked nervously. Emily kept her gaze at mostly anything, but me. Spencer sighed deeply.
"God, you guys are such cowards! Aria, come with me .." Spencer said as she took my hand and led me to the girls bathroom, Emily and Hanna in tow.
"Aria Whore Montgomery" was written across all three mirrors in red lipstick. There were pictures of me dressed as a prostitute; Apparently I stand on streets, selling myself for a fucking nickel. I tensed up as tears filled my eyes. Spencer pulled me into a hug as Hanna and Emily started wiping away the lipstick.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Spencer asked sincerely. My mind went back just 30 minutes ago; The voices replayed inside of my head.
"Don't you see all you are to him is his bitch and a good solid fucking when he needs one."
"That's all you are to him; remember that the next time he says he supposedly loves you."
I tried shaking the voices out of my head, but I couldn't. I started screaming and bawling my eyes out as I slid down onto the cold tile floor. All three girls looked at me and came over, hugging me telling me it'll be all right. Everything won't be fucking alright. I'm the new town slut. That's how people will see me from now on.
Two of the popular girls, Charlotte and Chloe came into the bathroom and eyed me weirdly, talking in hush-tone so I wouldn't hear them. Hanna stood up in her 5 inch wedged shoes, towering over them.
"Do I need to personally escort you out of here, or I could do what I did to Jenna Marshall. Slap the living hell out of both of you. But you girls can choose."
Charlotte and Chloe's eyes grew twice their normal size and they left the bathroom, mumbling "bitch" underneath their breathe. Hanna rolled her eyes at them and crouched in-front of me, rubbing my knee gently.
"Could you tell us why people are being so mean to you?" Emily said. I choked back a few tears as I began to speak.
"Someone called my cellphone on a blocked number this morning; They were telling me that I was the new town slut and how Ezra is using me so he could get a good solid fucking." I murmured.
All three girl's eyes grew as they tried to think of a response.
"Oh, Aria.." Spencer began to say as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a hug.
"You're definitely not a slut; And Ezra is most certainly not using you just so he could get laid. He loves you so much. More than a man can ever love. Trust me." Spencer said.
Emily nodded; "If he wanted a sex-buddy, he'd still be with Jackie. I mean, she's the real skank here. Not you." Hanna added. I cracked a sad smile. Spencer handed me my coffee and then stood up.
"C'mon. We're going to be late for first period." Spencer said as she offered me a boost up.
"I'm going to skip. I need to go talk to Ezra." The girls gave me a small smile as they nodded and gave me individual hugs.
"Text us if you need anything. Okay? We'll come to your rescue." Emily said as she patted me on my back. I gave them another sad smile as I existed the girl's bathroom and made my way back to my car.
Once I reached Ezra's apartment, I rang the buzzer and he let me in. I made my way up to the third floor and let myself in with the key Ezra have given me a while back.
Once I made it inside, I saw Ezra lounging on his leather couch reading the local newspaper.
"Hey." He said as he got up from the couch and came closer to me, pulling me into a small kiss.
"Hi." I replied. Ezra looked at me puzzled, wondering if he did or say anything wrong. But he couldn't of considering he only said one word so far.
"Aria, what's wrong?" Ezra asked. I cocked my eyebrow and put on a strong face for him. Even though Ezra had seen me cry a few times, I didn't enjoy making myself look weak in-front of him.
"Why do you assume something's wrong?" I asked, cheerily trying to make him think everything was fine.
"I can tell when something is wrong. I can see it by the way you looked when you entered the door." Ezra said as he took my hand and led me over to his leather couch.
"Ezra, I'm fine." I lied. I'm not fine. Everyone thinks I'm a whore. Ezra looked into my eyes, but I avoided his eye-contact. He took my small hands in his and gave them a small kiss.
"Aria, you're not fine. Please tell me what's wrong so we can fix it." My eyes welled with tears for the third time this morning. How am I suppose to tell him what those bitchy people were saying to me just an hour and a half ago? As a tear shed from my eyes, Ezra calmly wiped it away.
"Aria.." Ezra began to say as he cupped my face between his hands.
"Aria..Look at me.." I looked into Ezra's big blue piercing eyes; I decided to let everything out, beginning with the tears. Once again, Ezra wiped them away and pulled me onto his lap. I pulled him closer into me as he kissed my head gently. He rubbed my back, making a 'shh' sound as he tried to calm me down. I sniffled into his pajama shirt and lifted my head up. Ezra kissed my forehead as he waited for me to speak.
"Today has been a nightmare and it's only 9:30 in the morning.." I whispered. Ezra cradled my face between his hands.
"Why has it been a nightmare for you, doll?" He asked. I swallowed back my on-coming tears so I could get out what I wanted to say.
"Some person called me this morning. They told me I was a slut, that you don't truly love me, and that you're using me for sex. And when I went to school, my parking spot said 'slut' in spray paint; Some jock asked me how much you paid me and that they'd top it.."
I looked into Ezra's eyes; His eyes went from sincere to pissed within 20 seconds.
"What the hell? No one has the right to say all of that crap to you. Aria, listen. I love you so much. None of that is true. Okay?" Ezra reassured me. I sniffled and nodded my head slightly. Ezra gave me a sad smile and pressed his lips against mine.
"Do you want anything to eat?" Ezra asked. I looked down at my stomach as it growled. Ezra chuckled and kissed my temple.
"I'll take that as a yes. Do you want me to go to the Grille and pick up some breakfast?" He asked.
"Sure, that sounds great." I said as I gave him a warm smile. He returned it and kissed me once more.
"An everything bagel toasted with cream cheese and a blue-berry muffin?" I can't believe he still remembers what I eat for breakfast mostly every morning.
"Yes please." I said as I batted my eyes at him. Ezra flashed me his famous boyish smile.
"Alright. You can make yourself at home. You know where my pajama shirts are." Ezra winked, making me blush slightly. He chuckled and kissed me one last time before he left. I honestly don't know why I was getting so worked up about all of this crap. Ezra loves me, and I love him. I just don't understand why people see the wrong part about this whole relationship. Yes, I know dating your former English teacher is highly irresponsible and reckless. But, I didn't expect everything to happen. No, I didn't plan falling in love with Ezra. But I'm so glad that I did. He makes me feel safe. He makes me feel loved and adored. That's all that matters. I just wish people could see the good part of our relationship instead of the bad part.
This town is very messed up. They only want to see what they want to see. They want everything to be so perfect for their small town.
I sighed and got up off the couch; I stripped out of my clothes leaving myself in my periwinkle blue bra and matching underwear. I got out Ezra's Hollis t-shirt and pulled it over my head; It draped down my petite body and ended just below my knees. The best part about this is, Ezra's cologne is still on the shirt; I love his cologne. It's not too strong. It's perfect. Like him. I snuggled on the couch under a throw blanket and turned on 'The Little Mermaid.' This movie was my all-time favorite Disney movie when I was younger. The whole situation with Ariel and Prince Eric fit really well with Ezra and I, actually, which makes me adore this movie even more.
A little while later, I heard Ezra open the door. He was struggling with several bags. He had a small brown paper bag in his mouth, which contained my muffin and two other bags in his left and right arm. I giggled as I got up and took the bag from his mouth, replacing it with a kiss.
"Took you long enough." I said jokingly. Ezra chuckled softly.
"Don't blame me. Blame everyone who wanted to eat there for breakfast."
"Yeah, that place is very popular for breakfast." I told him.
"Oh, believe me. The huge ass line reminded me. I should of went to Dunkin Donuts."
Ezra settled the large paper bags on the kitchen table and started digging out the food while I got down two plates. Considering I stood at 5 ft 2inches, I needed some assistance trying to get down some plates from the shelf. Ezra looked behind his shoulder and saw me struggling and he started chuckling.
"Need help, baby?" He asked as he went behind me and picked me up by my waist so I could reach. I grabbed the two plates and turned on my knees, placing my butt on the counter. Ezra stood between my legs as I wrapped them around his waist.
Ezra placed his hands on my thighs and started to run them up and down, teasing me slightly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought my baby soft lips a few inches away from his. Far enough so he could smell my strawberry lipgloss.
"Do you like the smell of strawberries?" I asked as I batted my eyelashes flirtatiously at him. Ezra flashed his boyish smile at me and bit his lip.
"Why yes I do .. Mind if I have a taste?" Ezra asked huskily. I brought my lips closer, as Ezra leaned in, I pulled my lips away teasingly.
"Aw, c'mon, Aria ..Don't play me like that." I brought my lips close to his ear and whispered ..
"I'm the student, you're the teacher. Remember?" I hopped off the counter and brought the white plates over to the table so I could dig into the food. I pulled out the still warm bagel from the bag, along with my blueberry muffin. Ezra was still over at the counter, stunned that I left him hanging. It's not like I haven't done that before or anything.
"Ez, your food is getting cold." I said to him. He looked over at me as I took a bite out of my muffin. I moaned slightly.
"I could make love to this muffin, that's how delicious it is." I winked at him. Ezra smiled and came over to the couch.
"Mind if I have a taste?" He asked.
"Of what? Me or the muffin?" I said flirtatiously. Ezra's mouth dropped slightly as he thought of a response.
"Both." He answered. I broke off a piece of my muffin and fed it to him. Ezra chewed on the small portion of the muffin. As he swallowed it, he smiled as he put a finger to his lips.
"Okay, now may I taste your strawberry lipgloss?" Ezra asked politely. I giggled and gave him a sweet kiss on his lips. I pulled away until Ezra took my plate and settled it on the coffee table and connected our lips together. I moaned slightly in his mouth, making him go wild. He picked me up and settled me down on his lap so I was straddling him and he was laying on his back. I laid down on my stomach and kissed his neck, my lips lingered just ever so slightly. Ezra moaned as I kissed his sweet spot. To drive him even more crazy, I took his hands and put them on my hips as I grind on him. Ezra lifted the Hollis t-shirt up slightly and he rested his hands on my ass, squeezing it softly. I brought my lips back to his; Ezra's tongue slid across the bottom of my lip until it entered my mouth; our tongues swirled and our mouths moved in-sync with one another. Ezra slid his hands inside my panties, giving my ass another squeeze. I moaned inside his mouth as I grinded more intensively, causing more friction between us. We pulled apart so we could breathe. Ezra rested his forehead against mine and whispered,
"I love you." I smiled at him and kissed his nose. "I love you, too." I replied as I snuggled into his chest. Ezra kissed my head and we turned our attention to the movie. Within a few minutes, we were both sound asleep; Ezra's arms wrapped around my waist and my head fit in the crook of his neck. For the rest of the morning, we stayed like that. Wrapped up in each other's loving embrace.
Author's Note; I would like to thank my best friend, Catherine AKA GilmoreGirls945 for helping me in the beginning of the story. Without her help, I don't think I could of written as much as I did.
Don't forget to review; I might make this into a one-shot ; One with maybe 5 or 6 chapters .. Maybe less. But that depends on if I have enough ideas to continue it that far.
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