The only thing on my mind was Aria as she pushed me onto the bed. My hands tangled in her soft brown hair, dragging her down with me.

"God, I've missed you," she breathed into me, ripping off my jacket and tossing it somewhere, anywhere, as long as it wasn't on me.

"We've been hanging out all week," I said, knowing that now and the rest of the week were completely different.

During the week we were Hanna and Aria, best friends, hanging out with our other best friends Spencer and Emily. During the week I was Hanna dating Caleb, and she was Aria dating Ezra. During the week we were careful.

Now, we were raw, we were passionate, we were in love. Not that we weren't in love during the week too, but we couldn't express it like we could now.

I kicked off my heels as Aria stumbled her way out of her shoes.

"You know what I mean," Aria growled.

And I knew exactly what she meant, and how she felt, because I felt it too.

Aria fumbled with the zipper on my dress, needing to get me out of it as quickly as possible, which was ultimately her downfall as it made her more clumsy than she usually was, making it take longer to get it off than it would have otherwise.

I moaned into her lips as her hands ran teasingly down my back, pulling the dress down as she went.

"I missed you, too," I said, attempting to pull Aria's shirt off of her.

Aria broke the kiss only to place a trail of them down my neck until she found my pulse point, sucking on it tenderly, for a moment before moving on. We had to be careful not to leave any marks, which proved to be very hard to do because it meant we had to keep some level of control that we just wanted to let go of.

We slowly maneuvered ourselves so that we were more towards the center of the bed, trailing kisses all over each other. I felt Aria's left hand tracing circles on my thigh, while her right hand was teasing my breasts through the fabric of my bra. My lips reconnected with hers.

I felt a tingling on my stomach, slowly crossing from the right side to the left side. I screamed, jumping up as I realized that there was something crawling on it, causing Aria to jump up worriedly as well.

For the first time, I noticed the room we were in. It was filled with drab grays, and everything was worn, tattered or broken. I couldn't get myself back into the moment.

"I hate this," I groaned, sitting up.


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