Authors Note: Hey guys, I'm Maddie and this is my first fanfiction! I've been wanting to write one forever and I think I finally found an idea! Sorry for advance for any typos or grammatical errors! Please read and review and let me know what you think of it!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, Pretty Little Liars belongs to Sarah Shepard!

Aria POV

Aria Montgomery stepped out of the shower and rung her hair out with her blue, special made, Vera Bradley towel, just as she's done so many times before. The music blared from the other room as Spencer tried to pick out an outfit for her meeting she had later that night with her boss. She hurried out of the bathroom and into her room looking for something to wear to her book signing.

Aria thought of herself as a pretty accomplished person. After her heart wrenching break up with Ezra Fitz, the love of her life, she attended the University of California, Berkley, became a published author who sold two outstanding books, both on the New York Times Best Sellers List, and moved into a very expensive apartment in New York with her best friend, Spencer Hastings. Because they both had well paying jobs, they had bought the most expensive and nicest apartment, went out to eat at the most expensive and best tasting places, and bought the most expensive and the best looking clothes. Everything in their lives was going just as planned. Spencer went to work, came home and showered, then got ready for her evening plans, which were either doing something for work, or hanging out with the Aria and other girls, Hannah Marin and Emily Fields, somewhere. Aria worked as hard as she possibly could, writing and thinking of ideas for her next novel and then having fun with her friends or going to book signings and interviews in the evening.

"Spence!" She hollered, trying to reach Spencer over the loud music, "Have you seen my blue shirt I bought at the mall yesterday? I need it for my book signing today!"

"Oops," Spencer mumbled as she changed quickly out of the shirt and instead settled for a black sweater. "Yeah, Aria! It's right here! I'll bring it over!" She lowered the music, scurried out of the room, and tapped lightly on Aria's door. "Aria? I have it right here."

"Come in," she responded softly. Spencer opened the door and roamed her eyes around the room. Everything was in order; nothing in their apartment was ever out of place. Both of their rooms were perfectly cleaned and organized. The kitchen was always spotless and washed down after a meal. The main room and laundry room were also always kept clean. That's just the way they both like it, everything having a place and being easy to find.

"Aria, what's wrong? You seem a little distant."

"Nothing Spence, it's just, do you ever think he thinks about me?" She whispered, almost soundlessly.

"Of course he does! You're the one who broke his heart, and erased every trace of him, remember? I bet he's just as much as in love with you as you still are with him."

"If he was, he would have looked for me, or done something to try and contact me!" Aria replied shakily, on the verge of tears. She quickly picked up a magazine to hide her face from Spencer, not wanting her to see how vulnerable she still was, even though it's been six years since she last saw him.

"Aria, look at me! You haven't done anything at all to try and find him and your still in love with him! That means that he could be the same way. You didn't have to end it, Aria, it was your choice, remember that!"

"Your right, and from now on, I will never think of him again. I'm moving on, starting now. I have a great place to live, an amazing job, and most of all, wonderful friends. Thanks Spence, for everything." She said, taking her into a warm embrace.

"Anytime, Aria. That's what I'm her for," She said smiling back. "But right now I have to go to my meeting, and you have to go to your signing!" And with that they were on their way out into the streets of New York, not knowing what the day's events would hold.

Ezra POV

Ezra Fitz walked along the side of the road on his way to his favorite coffee shop just like any other normal day. He saw the cars and busses pass and waited eagerly for the light to turn green so he could cross the road. It finally turned and he jogged across the street and into the small coffee shop, taking a seat at the table by the window.

Today had been a very stressful day. Although he loved his job, it could be a lot of work sometimes. After Aria had left him in Rosewood, he decided he needed to move because the small town held too many memories. His chose New York City. He bought a small apartment for himself, and applied for a job at the local high school. After the first interview he was awarded the job. Teaching was always something he loved to do and something he's wanted to do ever since he was just a child. He was proud of himself for fulfilling his dreams and had even published a few short stories in the process. Writing was his passion, and was something he could do for the rest of his life.

A young waitress handing him a piece of paper brought him out of his thoughts. "Here you go sir, I'm handing them out to everyone in the shop." He let his eyes graze across the paper, his heart stopping at the name on the top of page.

"No, it couldn't be," he whispered to himself. The words along the top of the page read, "Book Signing For Aria Montgomery." He knew she was a best selling author, but he never dreamed that she lived here in New York City. He read both of her books and instantly knew what they were about. She wrote about them. Aria and Ezra, and the love they shared. Of course she changed some things around, like the setting and the character names, but she included every single detail of their relationship and the feelings that went along with it. After reading them, he knew she was still in love with him. Of course he knew that before reading them. He saw it in her eyes the day she left, but he promised himself that he would let her be, let her live her life like she wanted. He loved her too much to hold her back from her dreams.

Making an on the spot decision, he decided to go. He missed her too much and knowing that she was right around the corner made his heart ache even more. Good thing he had the second book she wrote with him. He carried it around with him wherever he want because it made him feel like he still had a part of her with him. He sprinted out of the shop and to the location the paper said. "Of course," he mumbled when he saw the line. It was huge, people swarming the table she sat at. He would wait, he decided. He couldn't let this opportunity pass. It's been six years, he thought to himself, six long years since he's seen the love of his life.

The hours passed. He was getting restless, but the thought of seeing Aria again kept his feet planted to the spot he was in waiting for the line to dwindle down. Finally, after five hours of waiting, it was his turn in line. His fingers shook as he took the book out of his bag. She took the book from his hand without looking up. "Who should I make this out to?" She said waiting for a name to write down on the inside cover.

"B-26." He replied gently while his heart was pounding. And with that she looked up into his deep blue eyes, her face showered with shock.

"Ezra?" She said, her voice quivering.