ARIA'S POV

I couldn't believe this was happening. He was actually kissing me. The passion, intensity and urgency within the kiss was overwhelming. The deal I had made with myself was forgotten and the only thing that mattered was the fact that he too felt the feelings I had been hiding for the past few weeks. His lips were so soft and they tasted incredible. Our mouths fitted perfectly together. His hands had a strong yet gentle grip on my waist, whilst mine were wrapped around his neck, tugging at the baby hairs on the nape of his neck, in an attempt to bring us closer together.

I could feel his tounge gliding across my bottom lip. In a moment of sheer craziness, I hesitated. I was just worried that if I granted him access, I wouldn't be able to control myself from taking this further. I decided that now wasn't the time to take precautions. I always lived safely, but with Ezra, I felt like it was okay to live dangerously. Make bold actions and take a walk in the wild side every once in a while. I put all my thoughts aside and opened my mouth. He timidly slid his tongue into my mouth until it touched mine. Our tongues glided together in a rythmatic action. They danced together inside each of our mouths until our lungs could no longer operate on zero oxygen levels.

We reluctantly pulled apart and gazed into eachothers eyes. He looked as if he was searching my eyes for any trace of regret, guilt or fear. I soon banished all these thoughts from his mind by throwing him a sweet smile. I felt like the giddy fourteen year old girl again after Jason DiLaurentis gave me my first kiss, only Jason's kiss was not even in the same stratosphere as Ezra's. My stomach was doing somersaults and my heart was beating one hundred beats a minute.

Our breathing eventually returned to normal and I managed to croak out a, "Wow!"

"I'm sorry," he said with a guilty look on his face.

"Why?" I asked worriedly. I was afraid that he regretted his bold move. I really hoped he didn't, because I most certainly did not.

"For being so bold. I just... I just had to know," he replied with a pleading look on his face. I knew I had to to do something before he took off, burning rubber into the eye of the hurricane.

I gently placed my hand on his face and turned it to make him look into my eyes. "Ezra. You don't need to be sorry. If you hadn't of made the first move, I would have eventually. I know this is wrong, and I wouldn't want to do anything to hurt my sister but I... I don't know. I just wish there was some way we could make this work," I said with every emotion in my being. I was completely opening up to him which was something that very rarely happened. I was so scared that he would shoot be down due to his morals that I lowered my head and avoided his eyes. The feeling of worry was soon cleared away by his simple gesture of rubbing small circles on my lower back. He removed one hand and lifted it up to my face. This time, he was the one to gently lift my head up, and stroke my cheek with his thumb.

"Aria, don't hide from me. I feel exactly the same. I'm ashamed to say that when I went to call Jackie, asking if she was coming home, I secretly hoped she wasn't. I know it's selfish, but I just wanted you all to myself for just one day," he admitted with complete honesty. He didn't once take his eyes away from mine.

I let out a light chuckle before replying, "Yeah, I know that feeling."

"So, can we figure what's going on here, and how we're gonna deal with it?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'd like that," I replied. It wasn't until then that I realised how we were positioned. We were still on the ground, Ezra had his back against the couch and I was straddling him. His hands still caressed the small of my back, whilst mine played with the tiny hairs on the back of his neck. I just wanted to stay like this forever, within the comfort and safety of his strong arms. I released a breath of saddness and let my forehead fall against his, realising that soon, the clouds would clear, the sun would come out and the storm would be gone, leaving behind it's after math of detruction. The detruction being the mess of emotions Ezra and I had set free.

"But can we just be here for a minute?" I asked in the hope of savouring this feeling of security. He didn't answer with words, instead with a simple gesture. He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. It was sweet but bundled up all our worries into one envelope. The envelope that I would seal and hide in under my pillow until tomorrow. Then I would open it up and evaluate it. But for now it stayed sealed, leaving Ezra and I alone.

Yes. Tomorrow we would deal with the consequences of tonights actions, but for now it was just me, him and these four walls protecting us from the storm that would soon pass, only to bring up a bigger one in it's place.

A/N Hey guys! So I know you probably hate me right now for basically giving you nothing... But I will try my best to give you more next wknd. For now please review and remember, your criticism is taken aswell. So be honest, if it's shitty, TELL ME PLEASE! ;)