I really enjoyed writing this chapter. Hope you enjoy it as well!
Ezra's POV-
After the ceremony was over, Ezra sits on the edge of the platform, watching the crowd disperse. However, he was really looking at Aria, who was still saying goodbye to all her classmates and old friends, keeping stealing glances at him and smiling beautifully, making his heart race.
Finally, after the last of the people leave, Aria goes to sit next to him and takes his hand in hers, "Woo! I thought that ceremony would never end."
"I agree with you on that one. So, where do you want to go now?" Ezra looks at her.
Aria smiles mischievously, "How about we don't wonder and we just go with the flow?"
"I like the sound of that." With that the couple heads off to the empty parking lot and into Ezra's car, still hand in and hand.
Ezra couldn't believe it. After three years of hiding and sneaking around, here he was, with Aria, in a Pizza Hut, holding her hand under the table, and sitting beside her in a booth.
Once the pizza arrives, Ezra starts to slice it with the cutter and holds up the makeshift piece in his hand, "You got the whole package when you chose me over Noel."
Aria laughs, "Maybe I should cut the pizza, then. Because not that you don't cut the pizza perfectly; just because I have a bit more experience with the culinary arts."
"Thanks so much, Aria. Or should I call you Martha Stewart?"
"Aria is fine with me thanks. Now shut up and eat your lopsided pizza." Aria holds up a piece of pepperoni and puts it in between her lips. Heart racing, Ezra leans in for a Lady and the Tramp moment.
Aria's POV
Aria wakes up in Ezra's bed the next morning, groggy and sleepy eyed. Ezra lay on his side facing her, his face looking so young as he dreams.
Aria sits up, trying to make sense of what happened last night. She's glad that she had waited those two years to share this part of her with Ezra. Last night was the best night her life and she slips on his white dress shirt to make breakfast for the both of them.
"Have you been awake long?" Ezra sits up, rubbing his blue eyes adorably.
"Just woke up, Sleeping Beauty." Aria winks at him and he smiles.
"So when do you want to start packing?" Ezra had been asking her this for the past few months and they decided that after graduation they'd move. The moving boxes were still folded up in the corner.
"Today, maybe? I guess we'll have to do it eventually, right?" Aria smiles back at him and he leans in to kiss her. As always, his lips are soft as a bunny's fur and tasted like pizza sauce. She broke away laughing.
"What's so funny?" Ezra's chuckles along with her.
"Your lips taste like Italian food." She tries to calm herself and kisses him again.
"You sure you don't want to pack today?" Aria asks, looking up at Ezra. They were cuddled up on the couch and watching Romeo and Juliet.
"I rather watch this here with you than pack boxes that can always be packed tomorrow." Ezra simply replies and turns his attention back to the screen.
"Do you think our ending will end up like theirs?" She asks.
"Don't say that. Our ending isn't going to end up in a morgue with a dagger and a bottle of poison."
"Not that part, Ezra. I meant the part about getting married and running away together." Aria feels Ezra tense underneath her and he lifts the remote to pause the TV.
He clears his throat, "I meant to ask you this a while ago but I wanted to wait for the graduation to be past and done with." He gets down on one knee and gets a ring from his jean pocket.
Aria gasps and smiles as he says the words, "Aria, I promise that I will always love you and take care of you. Will you please do me the honor of marrying me?"
"Of course!" She giggles as he slips the ring onto her ring finger, where it was going to stay for the rest of eternity.
Ezra kisses her hand and then kisses her, the movie being ignored as the two slowly and slowly begin to continue what they had the night before.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I know writing it was incredibly fun. Especially with the proposal. If only ABCFamily would hurry up already and get to this point! Oh well!
