It was a rainy day outside, as the bed in Ezra's apartment seemed even cosier. Lips crashed into lips as limbs intermingled under the duvet. A haziness and heat clouded the room, making their bodies look like they were moving at both extraordinary speed and not moving at all.
"I'm glad I'm here with you Aria," Ezra murmured against her head.
"I'm glad I'm here with you too..." She mumbled back, taking a closer look at the person next to her. Suddenly dark locks lightened, the mouth became fuller, the chest became firmer and harder.
"...Jason," She finished, smiling at the elder DiLaurentis sibling next to her.
"Now, where were we?" He laughed, and planted his lips on hers...
/X/
Aria awoke with a shock as the trees outside her room banged against the window. Her perception clearing, she could now fully take in the fact that all this time, she had been lying in her own bed, tossing and turning and getting all hot and heavy over Jason DiLaurentis, of all people.
Well, this was certainly awkward.
Climbing gingerly out of the bed, she glanced at the clock next to her. 5:00. Great, now not only was she feeling all hot and bothered, but there was absolutely zero chance of her getting back to sleep before having to wake up for school. Not that she wanted to risk having that dream again. Though, then again...
No, she had a boyfriend.
Whispering once again to herself 'Boyfriend Boyfriend Boyfriend', she walked down the corridor to the kitchen, treading carefully in an attempt to not to wake the other sleeping members of the household. If she couldn't go back to sleep, she might as well wake up properly. Perhaps a cup of coffee would put all sorts of, uhm, images out of her mind. But did she really want them to leave, or repeat them over and over again...No! No, no, no, those are bad thoughts Aria. Think good thoughts, like thoughts of sweet, gentle Ezra, probably asleep in his apartment somewhere...yes, just think of Ezra.
Stirring her coffee slowly, her reaction time not quite up to speed at this point in the morning, it took her a moment to react as the front door opened before she gave a yelp.
"Who's there?" She spoke into darkness, before the light flickered on and the sight before her caused her to gasp in surprise. "Mike?"
"Didn't think you'd be at this hour," He replied, with his usual snark. "Don't worry, I'm just grabbing something, then I'll be going,"
"Wait," She replied, grabbing his arm. "Did you just get home?"
"What's it to you," He stated, struggling out of her grip. "That's none of your business,"
"It is when mom and dad are tearing their hair out as to what to do with you. Do you really think you can avoid this forever, by only coming back to the house when you need to grab your stuff then disappearing again?"
"Well, its worked so far," He smiled, a cold, calculating smile that caused her to shiver. He quickly interjected when she opened her mouth to reply "Oh, and if you tell mom and dad, I'll tell them how precious, little Aria knew all this time about what I was doing and lied to their faces about it,"
Seeing that she wasn't going to respond, he turned back up the stairs, before turning back round once again and stating plainly:
"You always were the best liar in the family, Aria,"
/X/
School had been average, per usual. For some stupid reason, she had let Emily know about her dream. Of course, for the rest of the afternoon she had been interrogated and ambush her (As much as Emily could interrogate or ambush anyone) but, no doubt, Emily was on her way to telling Spencer, who would give her grief about it for weeks. At least Hanna would take it as a joke, tease her about it; Spencer might lock her up in the basement for two weeks, just so there was no possible way she could run into Jason.
Luckily, she had an excuse to avoid the other girls that afternoon. Just as she was leaving, her mom had grabbed her and asked if she couldn't quickly run into town and possibly pick up some energy saving lightbulbs, as they were in desperate need of them in the house and Ella had a meeting to go to. Aria wasn't quite sure how anyone could 'desperately need' energy saving lightbulbs, but of course she accepted. Anything to avoid running into Spencer, or Ezra, or...Jason. Again. Even just him passing in the hall sent shivers down her spine and red patches to her cheeks. She did not need a direct encounter with him.
For some strange reason or another, the local convenience store had run out of the specific lightbulbs she needed so she had to make the 20 minute drive to the nearest store that stocked them. On the way there, she thought about Ezra. What could she tell him? "Sorry, I had a sex dream about someone who wasn't you! We cool?" No, she wasn't going to mention it all. What Ezra didn't know wouldn't hurt him. What A knew on the other hand...
No, she couldn't think about A. All she would do is pick up these light bulbs, drive home, hole herself up in her room and drown her sorrows in angsty adolescent music, ignoring the calls of everyone. Perhaps Ben and Jerry could join her little sob fest, they the only men she 'desperately needed' right now.
Of course, nothing was ever that simple in Aria's world.
On the way back, having picked up the lightbulbs, her car broke down on the side of an empty road. Naturally, she had taken all the maps out of her car and had due to the shop being one she rarely frequented, she had little idea as to where she actually was. Just her luck.
It was now she wished she had listened to all those times her dad had explained to her what to do in these sort of situations. Popping open the hood was the only thing she could figure out to do, since it was what they did in all the movies, but unfortunately the movies didn't explain what to after you popped open the hood. No, they left that part up to you. Thanks, Hollywood. The car still refused to start, sputtering for a few moments, but other than that making no significant sounds or movements. She supposed that was a relief, at least, it wasn't going up in flames.
Feeling utterly alone as she slumped up against her car, she pulled out her phone. A red flashing sign came up to torment her; "No Battery". Great, she couldn't get anyone to come and fetch her, and there didn't appear to be a payphone near her. Once again, she was truly alone. Her best bet was to wait at the car, and hope some helpful stranger would pass her. Or the cops, who were always travelling through the streets of Rosewood.
The sun was beginning to set, and in an hour it would get really dark. She shivered under her jacket. No, someone would come get her before then. They had to. Otherwise, she'd just have to walk back. Through the dark.
...Or just sleep in her car, though neither of those options sounded appealing. She just prayed someone would come save her from this hell.
Suddenly, she heard some twigs snap behind her. Feeling a bit scared, she decided to wait inside her car, grabbing a blanket from the back.
She had been sat like that for 5 minutes when there was a banging on the side of the car. It was a face, smushed up against the side of the car, leering through the window. Her heart began to beat heavily in her chest.
"Now, what's a pretty girl like you doin' all the way out 'ere?" From his slurring, laughing voice, she could tell he was drunk. Through the window, she could make out a long line of tattoos along his right arm. She shrunk further into her seat.
"In a spot of trouble?" The man smirked.
"N-n-no," Damn her voice for betraying her right now. "A tow truck is just on its way to get me," Though the way her voice was shaking, it was obviously a blatant lie.
Without notice, in one harsh shove, the car door was wrenched open and the man peered in, looking straight in her face. Behind him, she could see two other dark figures, leaning against the hood of the car.
"G-g-et away from my car," She spoke, her voice still shaking. The man simply continued to leer and smirk, leaning further and further again, and in one swift, if slightly jeering from the alcohol, movement, pulled the keys from the ignition.
"Well, I'm sorry sweetheart," His breath reeked of the strong smell of whiskey, and she wrinkled her nose with digust. "We're not going anywhere now,"
/X/
A/N: Dun, dun, dun! What'll happen now? And did you guys see the preview for next week's show? I swear if Jason turns out to be a creep I'll...though Marlene did say we'd end up really liking him, so I'm thinking this is another Toby situation. (Though, on another note, I did get second hand embarrassment from the Aria/Ezra preview. God, god that was slightly creepy) Anyhow, hope you like!