-Hey guys! This is a story I wrote a while ago. It's uploaded on youtube as "The plus" and on WattPad as "Born this Way." Just letting you know that, just in case you come across it on youtube or Wattpad and think I stole it. It's mine :) But if you see it anywhere else then it's stolen. LOL! Enjoy! The whole thing is from Aria's POV.-
"I missed you so much... And I'm gonna miss you again." Toby said to me. I bit my lip trying not to say what I wanted to. "I'll miss you too." I lied. "I'll be back.. You know I will." he said. I faked a smile. "Great." I muttered. He gave me a look. "Do I need to have a talk with your parents? The police? Tell them all I know?" I took his face and pulled it forward kissing him. I knew exactly what to do to keep his mouth shut. It was only about ten in the morning and Toby was standing by his car, full with suitcases. "Goodbye Toby." I said. "have fun in New York." I smiled and walked away from his car. Toby left for college at the beginning of the summer, and he had come down this week for a visit before his classes started again. Today he was leaving and I was finally free from him. For now at least. School's starting in a months and I'm counting on being able to focus on that instead. I went back into my house and forced myself up the stairs and laid face down on my bed taking deep breaths. "You ok?" Asked my sister Skylar. Skylar was my older siser. She was twenty one, only a few years older than me. "No." I said. "You weren't home last night.." she said as if I didn't know. She came and sat on my bed. "Please tell me you slept over at Hanna's?" "Where do you think I was?" I said sitting up. "I was hoping you didn't sleep over at Toby's.." she said. "Well I did." I said. "Aria.." Skylar said. I could hear the disaproval in her voice. "Listen, Sky, it's over. He's gone, he left, and everything's okay." I told her. "I don't like what he's doing to you. Holding your secrets over you so you'll sleep with him." "I don't like it either. But it's the only way. You know that and I know that." She shrugged. "I think you could have told mom or dad about it before it got out of hand." "Would you have?" I asked. She was silent. "Exactly." I said. She got up and walked to the door way. I sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "I need to get out of the house.." I mumbled to myself. I grabbed my keys, brushed my hair, and threw on some of my 'hot jeans' with a hot pink tank top and black leather jacket I had borrowed from Skylar. Not exactly the best fashion but I really don't care about looking good today. I grabbed my purse and without telling anyone, I left the house and drove to 'Fitz Food', the family run restaurant in Philly.
I walked into the restaurant and sat at my normal table in the very back. I came here a lot. It was within walking distance of my house, so if I ever needed to get away I could come here. They had wifi, so I usually brought my laptop and did my favorite thing in the world - write. But this time I just brought a book, To Kill a Mocking Bird, and my cell phone to vent to Emily about what was going on. "Can I get you anything?" a young, very hot man asked me. "Just a soda, please." I answered. But I had never seen this man before. I know everyone who works here, I mean I know them by name even. "Did you just move to Rosewood?" I asked. "Yes. Just came back from Virginia. How'd you know?" "I come here often. I've never seen you. How are you related to the Fitz?" I asked. "Just married their daughter." he said. My heart sunk a little. 'he's married?' I thought, but didn't say. But then my mind started kicking in. "They only have one daughter, and she's eight." I said. "I know. I was just checking to see how well you really knew my family." he said. We both smiled and I felt my heart perk back up and even start racing a little. "I'm a cousin. I was born here but moved to Virginia when I was eight. I just moved back looking to start a life here." "Very nice…" I said a little lost in his deep green eyes.
"Oh my gosh, I love that book." he said gesturing to "To Kill a Mocking Bird." "Really? Me too! My dad recommended it." I said. "Your reading it by choice? Not for school?" "No, my choice. I love it. I'm actually reading it for the second time." "I'm thinking about making my class read that.. I'd love to talk to you about it. Get a students point of view." "Who said I was a student?" "College, right?" My heart skipped a couple beats. "Something like that." I said not willing to let my hot guy dream end just yet. His eyes sparkled and he looked me over for a second, examined my pink rhyme stone phone, my nails - painted to look like the Indian flag. "So, let me go get that soda. And if it's alright with you, I'll get one for myself too and we can talk for a minute or two?" "I'd love that." I said. He left and came back with sodas and sat down across from me. "So, have you ever been to India?" he asked pointing to my nails. "Next summer." I answered. "Going with my church on a missions trip. As for the nails, well, I needed some motivation to get through the rest of the summer." "You mean the year?" "No I mean summer. I miss school." "How old are you?" he asked. "Turning eighteen in a couple months." I answered. And for a second I felt like whatever crush I had on this man was just that, a crush. "Well, that's alright." he said. "I'm only twenty three. And, You know.. I always had a thing for girls like you." "Girls like what?" "Down to earth. Real. Ready for life, now. Let me guess, you hate when anything holds you back from doing something you want. You get really good grades, you babysit a lot, you help out in your church, and all of your boyfriends have always been a couple years older than you. Am I right?" "You're so right that you must be a stalker." I replied with a giggle. "I would ask you out.. But I don't know your name." he said. "Mine's Ezra, by the way. Ezra Fitz. "Aria" "Aria.. That's such a pretty name.. a pretty name to fit a pretty face" Ezra and I talked for hours. The dinner crowd came and left, and no one ever came and pulled him away from our conversation. I guess they let him have the night off. We stayed till about eleven at night until my mom called. "Are you planning on coming home tonight?" she asked me. "Yeah..?" "Well then come on I don't want you home too late. Where have you been?" "Fitz Food.." I said. "But I'll come home now. See you at home." "Bye.." she said. I hung up and rolled my eyes. "I should go." I said. "Oh, um, can I have your number?" he asked. I handed him my phone. "Here, put your number in." I said. He typed it into 'new contact'. "I'll walk you out to your car." he said. "Okay.." I said, smiling. But I wouldn't be walking, I'd be floating. We stopped by my car door and I smiled at him. "So was this our first date?" he asked with that nervous smile. I didn't answer him, but instead said. "You're smile is so cute.." He leaned forward and kissed me. "Yes, but yours is beautiful."
After that night, the kiss, Ezra and I became official. I never did tell my parents though. Because after a week of dating, school started, and I got the best English teacher ever. He was amazing at teaching, and he was hot, too. The only problem with that is that he was Ezra. That's right, My boyfriend taught at my school. So we hid our relationship. It's been a couple months and now it's almost the end of school and I'll be done with school for good, and off to college. So all we had to do was get through this year. And I know there's still a month or so left of school, but I think we did it.