So I've decided to turn this into a proper story, with a proper SL. Reviews would be great!
Chapter One.
Both Ezra Fitz and Aria Montgomery sat on the sofa of his minuscule apartment, going about their own business. Aria was happily curled up beside the new puppy, whom they had named Daisy after the main character in The Great Gatsby, a novel they both adored. On the other hand, Ezra was silently reading the morning paper, his feet kicked up on the coffee table. They were both happy with the comfortable silence, it was a rather relaxing thing to do on a late Sunday morning.
"So, what're we doing tonight?" Ezra asked, setting his paper down on the armrest of the sofa. "It's New Years Eve."
"I know" Was all Aria returned, not moving her eyes to meet her boyfriend. As exciting as New Years Eve was, it was a horrible reminder that the following day she'd have to return home again. Just the thought of having to leave the apartment, having to leave Ezra made her want to crawl under his bed and stay there for all eternity. She felt loved here, cherished. She would never get that at home. She was noticed. The only time her family would acknowledge her existence was when Aria would inform them she was staying at Ezra's, that's when they 'cared'.
"You don't want to go out?" Ezra asked in a gentle tone, running his hand along her legs as they rested over his lap.
"I don't want to go home."
"I know, but if you want to come back then you need to. I'm sure your family misses you." Ezra knew how much Aria would hate leaving after staying over for a few days, she would always act like a child, demanding that Ezra ask for her to stay longer. But Ezra knew, that if he did that, then Ella and Byron would drag her out by her hair, and put a stop to these visits. Neither of them wanted that.
"Yeah, right. They just care about me when I'm with you" She spat back, scratching behind Daisy's ears.
"Hey, I didn't do anything here, Aria."
"It's not my fault my parents hate you." The moment the words left Aria's lips she instantly regretted it, and quickly scampered into Ezra's lap as a scared puppy would do, burying her head in his bare chest. "I didn't mean that."
"It's true, your Dad does hate me. I think I'm growing on Ella, though." Ezra tried to make a joke out of it, but Aria didn't show any signs of amusement. "I'm shutting up"
"No, don't shut up. Tell me not to go."
"You know I don't want you to go home, but we both know that you refusing to go home won't help." Heaving a sigh, Ezra glanced down at his stubborn girlfriend, and pressed a kiss to her forehead, his arms wrapping around her petite frame. "We agreed to see each other on their terms, and we're sticking to it." Deep down, Aria knew that what he said was true, the sooner she left, the sooner she could return. "And It's not like you aren't constantly calling me and texting me." He teased, squeezing her sides.
Aria pulled away from his chest, smacking his arm. "Don't you blame all of this on me, if I remember correctly you call me the most!"
"You called me first" Ezra argued, raising a finger.
"You spoke to me first." Aria knew then that she had won, because of course she was right.
"And it's the best thing I've ever done." With a grin, Ezra pecked a small kiss to Aria's lips, in which she responded without hesitation, her cheeks blushing a dark crimson.
"Touché, Mr Fitz."
"Thank you, Miss Montgomery." He paused, his first question coming back to mind. "Seriously, what do you want to do tonight? We stayed in last night, and /all/ of the nights before that doing rather inappropriate activities.
"Someone dark." Aria began, lacing her hands into his hair; one of his many weaknesses that she had picked up on over the past year. "Where we won't be seen, but with fireworks. There has to be fireworks."
"Aren't they having that party at Rosewood? That should be dark, no one will see us if we hide in the back."
"Too risky, we'll be seen by someone. What about the Philadelphia firework display? That doesn't start until late. 10, I think." Ezra contemplated the idea for a minute, silently scowling at himself for even suggesting such a foolish idea.
"Phili? That should be fun. No one we know should be there."
"Exactly" The small girl said smugly, giving his hair a gentle tug. "But that does mean that we won't be able to keep up our streak of inappropriate activities. How many nights in a row? 7 isn't it?" She began trailing a hand along his chest. "It'd be a real shame to waste all of our hard work"
"What are you suggesting, Miss Montgomery? I can honestly say I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, Mr Fitz." Curling her bottom lip between her teeth, she shifted slightly on his lap, straddling him. "And I believe it all starts with a kiss."
"You better hurry up then, we don't have long" Ezra teased, twisting his fingers in the hem of the shirt that she had stolen from his draw earlier this morning. It was way too long for his liking. Aria leant over to place the small puppy down on the floor, hurrying him along before shifting their weight so he was laid upon the sofa. They both stared at each other for a few moments in admiration, fascinated that the other was theirs. "Times ticking, Miss Montgomery." Aria leaned down to press a kiss to her lips, only to be disturbed by a knocking at the door. "Great timing." Ezra groaned, as Aria quickly jumped up and searched the room for her clothes, quickly disappearing into the bathroom. This had been done so many times, she hated that stupid bathroom. It was the only place she could hide.
After hearing mutters for at least ten minutes, and then the door slam shut, Ezra pushed open the bathroom door, a rather aggravated look on his face.
"Who was it?"
"My Mother." Ezra didn't say anymore, instead he just turned and moved to lay on the bed, staring at the wall. With a curious look upon her features, Aria took her place beside him, toying around with the ends of his hair.
"Are you going to tell me what happened?" Aria kept a soft tone, slightly worried of his unusual behaviour.
"Wesley's dead."
