So, i've been reading fan fiction for awhile and I finally decided to write my own! Please review and tell me if I should continue! Based off the song "The Other Side" -Jason Derulo
Aria Montgomery had been best friends with her neighbor Ezra Fitz for as long as she could remember. Altough Ezra was 5 years older than Aria, the age gap was almost invisible. Both Aria's and Ezra's friends knew there was something more than a friendship between the two and always caught on to the sexual tension, but both Aria and Ezra refused to acknowledge it. That was until tonight.
"Aria, are you almost ready to go?" Ezra called out from the staircase.
"You can rush perfection Ezra!" Aria's melodic voice called back from the bathroom.
Ezra chuckled and looked up at the sound of heels on the floor to be met with the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
"Wow." is all Ezra could say
A familiar red color rose to Aria's cheeks as she walked past Ezra out the door. This was going to be a long night thought Ezra.
Ezra p.o.v.
Aria always looks beautiful, but I can not keep my eyes off of her. I caught myself staring at her at red lights and stop signs all the way to the bar. I am so excited she agreed to getting drinks with me tonight to celebrate my new teaching job in New York City. I am nervous I wont see Aria as much and can't stand the thought of being away from her.
"Hello, earth to Ezra!" I suddenly snap out of the trance I'm in to see Aria rolling her eyes at me.
"What happened?" I stutter.
"Ezra, do you listen to anything I say? I asked you if you're driving home or if we're gonna get a cab, because if you're going to be drinking we should get a cab."
"Oh right, yes we will get a cab." I reply without hesitation
After a car ride of comfortable silence, Aria and I arrive at the bar and I notice all the men eyeing Aria instantly. The jealously rises inside of me as I place my hand on Aria's lower back, hugging her protectively.
Aria notices the jealously in my eyes and gives me a knowing smirk.
Aria p.o.v.
After an extremely long car ride of glances from Ezra I'm excited to finally arrive at the bar. Ezra's trip on me tightens and I can sense the jealously in his eyes.
With a smirk, I turn to him and say, "Careful, if you let go of me I might not come home with you."
Ezra rolls his eyes and orders the first round of drinks.
Many drinks later, Ezra and I are on the dance floor grinding on each other. My hips are creating friction on his groin and I can feel his hard-on. Several songs later, I can't take the sexual tension between us and ask Ezra if we can call the taxi now.