After watching that Ezria kiss on Tuesday, I just couldn't resist writing this. What if those buses that had been behind Ezra's car had been filled with students?

Aria's POV

"Well, there it is… Oh! Oh! Always read, have a good life!" Ezra's last words rung through my head as I grabbed my textbook off my desk. I snatched my bag from the back of my chair and rushed out of that classroom as quickly as my legs would carry me. I felt Ezra's eyes on my back as I ran away. In the back of my mind, I knew it was cowardly; not wanting to face him after those words he had said, but I was not about to admit that to myself.

Even though the school day was over, I did not want to go home. I kept walking around the school going wherever my body led me, until I found myself standing at the doorway to the school cafeteria. I sighed and took a seat at the table the girls and I usually sat at for lunch. Pulling my notebook out, I started pouring my heart out to the crisp blank pages.

Looking around at the vacant cafeteria, I realized how empty my heart felt, without Ezra by my side. The pounding of the rain on the roof of the school was just another reminder of how washed away and lonely I was feeling.

As I replayed Ezra's good-bye speech in my head, I realized that it wasn't meant for the class at all. It was meant for me. The whole thing was meant for me. I was a little surprised that he managed to pour his whole heart out to me in such a fashion that he was able to disguise it as a speech for the whole class.

He said that he never expected to connect with me the way that he had. He was right. My connection with Ezra was so strong, and although at the moment, I did not want to admit it, I felt so empty without him. He was my other half.

You must give up the life that you had planned, in order to have the life that is awaiting… for you. That quote kept ringing though my head. Ezra had never planned to fall in love with me. He never planned to have a secret relationship with one of his students. Yet it happened, and we accepted it for what it was. We fought so hard to be together, because we knew that our feelings, otherwise seen as wrong to the outside world, were right in every other way. As he had told me before, even though our love doesn't look right, it has always felt right. And aren't you supposed to follow your heart? My heart was telling me that what Ezra and I had was right. There was nothing in this world that had the potential to completely break what Ezra and I had.

Suddenly, I realized what needed to be done. Ezra loved me. How could I ever doubt that? It was not his fault at all that Jackie was going to be working with him. And how many times had he told me that she did not matter to him anymore? I finally realized how wrong I had been to ever think twice about how Ezra felt about me. As this realization struck me, I quickly stood up, gathered my notebook and pen and shoved them into my bag. I snatched my umbrella from the table and started to jog out of the cafeteria. My jog slowed down to a quick walk as I entered the hallway, but as soon as I spotted Ezra's classroom down the hall, I started running again. Breathlessly, I arrived at the door of Ezra's classroom. A wave of regret and sadness overwhelmed me as I came upon the empty classroom. I slowly walked inside, looking around. Good-bye Mr. Fitz, the students had written on the blackboard. I walked over to Ezra's empty desk, which now was void of his cups of pens, his stacks of papers, and everything that made Ezra's desk, Ezra's. I looked around the empty classroom again, feeling the tears forming in my eyes. I realized that this was my entire fault. If I hadn't been so stubborn about Jackie, and if I had believed his when he told me that she did not matter to her anymore, then Ezra wouldn't be gone. I had my chance to make amends with Ezra, but I didn't take it. I had run from his classroom like a coward, right after he told me that I was all that mattered to him. I was about to leave the classroom, but as I turned to glance over the room that held so many memories one last time, something caught my eye from outside. A ray of light filled the room, as I started walking towards the window. It was as if a higher power was calling me, showing me where Ezra was, telling me to not give up on our relationship. A smile appeared on my face as I spotted Ezra standing by his car. I rushed out of the classroom, desperate to see him one last time at Rosewood Day High. I sprinted through the school and through the faculty parking lot, my eyes seeing nothing but Ezra. He was all I could think about at that moment. As I ran faster towards him, I dropped my umbrella and bag onto the pavement, not even worrying about whether or not anything in my bag broke from the collision.

As soon as he spotted me running towards him, he set down the box that was in his hands that he had been about to put into the trunk of his car. He held his arms out to me, as I ran towards him.

"Ezra." I managed to say, before I jumped into his welcoming arms. As I got into his arms, I felt myself being lifted off the ground. He had one hand on my back supporting my weight off the ground, while the other was at the back of my head, bringing my face to his. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as our lips met in a passion filled kiss. I felt us spinning around slowly from the impact of me jumping into his arms. I tangled my fingers in his hair as he kissed me back eagerly. He held me closer, as I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck. I opened my mouth in acceptance to his prodding tongue, as I felt sparks throughout my body coming from Ezra's touch. I claimed his lips, over and over again, as I loosened my hold around his neck. Our lips stayed against each other's for another moment, before I felt myself being set back down onto the ground. I kept one arm wrapped around his neck, as the other grazed his cheek. I felt his hand come up to brush away a few strands of my bangs, stroking my cheek in the process. We broke apart a little, for a moment, lips still touching. However, we quickly reentered our passion filled kiss, as Ezra crushed his lips to mine once again.

All of a sudden, I was pulled out of my fantasy as I heard someone behind me clear his or her throat. I pulled away from Ezra's lips, with a genuine smile on my face. I slowly opened my eyes to see him beaming back at me. I was so glad that I was given another chance. I loved Ezra, and he loved me. There was nothing anyone could do to change that. I quickly remembered what had broken our embrace. I looked at Ezra again, to see that he had a very shocked look on his face, as he quietly muttered the same words he had said on our first day of English class, "holy crap."

I slowly turned around, to see who had interrupted us, as I came face to face with the school principal. Behind him, stood almost all of my teachers, and quite a few other kids. As I looked around me, I noticed the rows and rows of buses filled with students parked behind Ezra's car.

"I always knew that there was something up with you two. The way you would look at each other, I knew that something had to have been going on." Mrs. Welch stepped forward towards Ezra and I.

I opened my mouth to defend Ezra and I, but was cut off.

"Do you realize how inappropriate this is?" The principal asked us, with a pained and disgusted expression on his face.

Ezra looked down, clearly ashamed with himself, as he said nothing.

I wasn't about to let Ezra get in trouble, when he wasn't even my teacher anymore. However, before I could speak, Mrs. Welch started talking again.

"If you two are kissing like that, then obviously, this relationship didn't start just now." Mrs. Welch snapped.

I rolled my eyes. She had always had a thing for Ezra, but he never expressed any feelings back to her.

"No, it started just now." I lied. "Mr. Fitz and I always felt a connection, but we knew that it was wrong to act on it, since he was my teacher. But he's not my teacher anymore, so I did what felt right." I shrugged and looked at Ezra, who had a look of disbelief on his face, at the fact that we had just been caught.

"Is that right?" Mrs. Welch asked slowly, watching me intently, waiting for me to break down and tell the truth.

I nodded, looking her straight in the eyes. I was thankful that I was such a great liar, or else Mrs. Welch would have seen right through mine and Ezra's lie.

"Well, since you've already resigned, I can't fire you for this." The principal shook his head. Suddenly, he gasped. I cringed, hoping that he didn't just put together all the pieces in his head.

"Did you resign, so that you could be in a relationship with Miss Montgomery?" He asked, dumbstruck.

"No!" Ezra lied. "I resigned, because I was offered a better job at another school." He said simply.

The principal muttered something I was not able to make out under his breath, as he turned away from Ezra and I and started talking to the teachers standing behind him.

I looked at Ezra again. Our relationship was no longer wrong. He couldn't get in trouble for being with me. Every touch, every kiss, would be just that, a touch or a kiss. He wouldn't be risking his job or the possibility of going to jail every time he expressed his love for me. My heart swelled with happiness as I felt my eyes begin to water.

"Aria, what's wrong?" Ezra brushed a lone tear that had fallen away with his thumb.

"I'm just… so happy." I sniffled.

"Me too, Aria. Me too." He gathered me in an embrace once more, crushing me to his chest. I breathed in the smell of Ezra that I had come to know and love, knowing that this was where I belonged. The pieces were finally falling into place; Ezra and I were together. And that was all that mattered to me.

Well, there it is! (As Ezra would say) Hope you liked it! Review please and let me know your thoughts!