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Chapter six

Aria's POV

"Aria, I don't understand. We used a condom. How can this have happened? I don't get it," Ezra sat across the room from me; him on the arm chair and me on the sofa. As he spoke, he was turning the little stick over in his hands.

"I don't understand either, Ezra."

"Ninety nine percent safe, and we have to be that one percent," He shook his head. "Well, this complicates things."

"That's an understatement," I laughed humourlessly.

Ezra got up and crossed the small room to sit beside me. He put his arm around me and I leaned in, feeling instantly better at his touch. When he held me, I felt safe. Unfortunately, I knew that couldn't last. I took the stick out of his hands and stared at the tiny window. Pregnant, 2-3 weeks. The other test that was lying in the bag said the same thing, I was definitely pregnant.

"Ezra, what are we going to do?" I whispered. I could feel tears threatening beneath the surface again.

"I don't know babygirl," He replied softly.

The word baby sent a shiver of thrill through me. I didn't know what to think of this. My brain was working on overload, and I was feeling so many emotions at once that I didn't know how to process them. Obviously, there was the fact that I was only seventeen. How on earth was I supposed to raise a baby at seventeen? And what would people think of me? I wouldn't be able to go anywhere without being judged. I wouldn't be able to go to university, unless I had someone to support me. Then, there were the complications. Ezra was my teacher. How was I supposed to explain that I was pregnant, when people didn't even know I was in a relationship? It was illegal, for crying out loud! But even with all the problems, the thought of a baby, a tiny little Ezra running around the place, laughing from my arms, smiling at me, created a warm, fuzzy feeling inside me. It was everything I wanted, a family with Ezra, within my sight. The circumstances were just… complicated.

"Aria, please don't get me wrong here, and don't be offended, but do you want… do you want to keep it?" He asked hesitantly.

I squeezed his hand. Even though his question was totally rational, the thought of giving up the baby shocked me. I could never do that, even given the circumstances. However, I tried not to let any of the shock show in my voice when I answered.

"No Ezra, I could never do that," I replied softly. "It's just not right."

"No, I didn't mean that. I would never ask you to do that, or even consider it."

I was relieved. I didn't think it was very characteristic of him, but you never know how you're going to react in a certain situation until you're in it, so I had been willing to overlook it.

"What I meant was, there's always adoption. How would you feel about that?"

I blinked at him.

"I'm sorry darling," He hugged me close to him. "I'm not being fair. I know it's too much to think about right now. I just want what's best for you."

I smiled at him weakly. "I know, it's just a lot to think about. I'll, I'll give it some thought."

To be honest, I had given it thought. Since the very second I'd had an inkling that I might be pregnant, I'd thought of nothing else. And every time I thought of it, the same beautiful picture filled my mind, and I wanted it so bad. I couldn't even put it into words, so I didn't, I kept my opinions to myself. I was also afraid of scaring Ezra; he didn't seem overly opposed to the idea of a baby, but if he knew how much I suddenly wanted one it might scare him off. So I decided it was better to keep quiet and think things through rationally when I was alone and calmed down.

"We'll get through this Aria, I'll support you no matter what." And I didn't doubt him; the sincerity of his tone told me he was being honest.

"Thank you, you have no idea how much that means."

I lay back against the back of the sofa, and slowly, almost afraid, Ezra stretched out his arm and laid it against my flat stomach. I closed my eyes and smiled, and put my own hand on top of his. It felt right; like we were already a family. He kissed my forehead softly and I gave him a hug, before getting to my feet.

"I think I'm going to go home now," I announced.

"Are you sure? Can I do anything for you? You could stay?" He said hopefully.

"Nah, I should head home. Thanks, though."

"So, are you going to… tell anyone?"

I could see what he was getting at.

"I think it might be best if we kept this between you and me for now, don't you think?" I asked.

"That's probably best. Call me if you need anything, or come over. You're always welcome here, you know. Anytime," He promised.

"Thank you," I replied wholeheartedly.

I walked over to the counter and slipped the stick I was holding into the paper bag.

"Could you, would you maybe be able to keep these?" I asked unsurely, handing him the bag. "As a memento? I'd take them home but, well, that probably wouldn't be very smart." I waited anxiously for his response.

"You're right," He smiled knowingly, taking the bag from me. "That wouldn't end well. Of course I'll keep them baby, you don't need to look so scared!"

I breathed a sigh of relief, and turned on my heel to leave. I grabbed my purse and opened the door when Ezra grabbed my wrist and spun me back round to face him. He looked into my eyes.

"Aria, we will get through this. Nothing's changed between us, honestly. I'm here for you."

I felt my eyes welling up with tears again.

"Thank you."

He put his hand under my chin and titled my face up to his. I kissed him passionately, wrapping my arms around him and locking my hands behind his neck. He put one hand one the small of my back and the other cupped lightly round my cheek, as he reciprocated. I lost myself in the moment, the only thing I was thinking of was our lips moving together, and how much I loved him. Eventually, but still too soon, we broke apart. He put laid his hands tenderly on my stomach once more, before I turned and walked out to my car.