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Aria's POV

I set my pen down next to my notebook as I sat up on my bed. The past two weeks had been so crazy. My parents were finally getting over the initial shock that had come with Ezra and I dating, and thankfully, they were beginning to warm up to the idea of us together. Mike, although angry at first, quickly came around to me being with Ezra. He had found out during school right after the picture of Ezra and I kissing had gone around, and he had cornered me not long after Ezra and I finished talking to my parents. As for everyone at school, my relationship with Ezra was a thing of the past. Every day some new dramatic event happened, causing the gossip about my relationship with Ezra to become less and less interesting.

"Aria!" I heard Ella call from downstairs.

I closed my notebook as I jumped off of my bed and walked down the stairs into the kitchen.

"Yeah?"

Ella looked up from the book in her hands. "Can you do me a favor and call Ezra? Tell him we want to invite his family and him over for dinner tomorrow."

"Why?" I asked, looking at her in surprise.

"Because," She sighed, not wanting to explain herself, "he's your boyfriend and we want to meet his family. Just because Ezra's older than you doesn't mean that we wouldn't want to meet them."

I looked at her skeptically. "I've never met them. I don't even know if they live in Rosewood!"

"Well, call him and find out!" She laughed, before turning back to her book.

I shrugged as I mumbled okay, before heading back to my room to get my phone. I picked it up from beside my notebook, before dialing the oh-so-familiar digits.

I waited impatiently as my phone processed the number. However, instead of a ring tone greeting my ears, I was met with Ezra's voicemail.

"Hey, this is Ezra, you know what to do."

I hung up the phone, before jumping off my bed and grabbing my purse, swinging it over my shoulder.

I shook my head and let out a quiet laugh. Knowing Ezra, he probably lost his phone and it died from being out of the charger for so long.

"Mom, I'm going to Ezra's!" I called, as I headed towards the front door.

"Wait, Aria," My mom emerged from the kitchen. "What did he say?"

I readjusted the strap of my bag on my shoulder. "Didn't answer. Knowing him, his phone's probably dead. I'm just going to go over there and talk to him."

She nodded at me, before heading back to the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, I was standing in front of the door to Ezra's apartment. I raised my hand up and knocked on the door.

The door swung open a second later to reveal a very shirtless Ezra standing at its entrance. (yum!)

"Aria!" He exclaimed, giving me a huge smile. He leaned down to give me a kiss, before ushering me into the apartment.

"Let me just grab… a shirt." He mumbled, before disappearing into his bedroom.

I set my bag down on the table near the door before sitting down on the edge of the couch.

Ezra emerged from his room a moment later wearing khaki shorts and a tee shirt.

"Why didn't you answer your phone?" I asked curiously as he sat down beside me.

"Oh, it's dead. I kind of… forgot to charge it last night. I was so tired after grading papers all night." He explained, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand, a nervous habit of his.

"Well," I began, unsure of how to explain my mothers' plans in an unsurprising way. "Ella wants you to come over for dinner tomorrow… With your family."

His eyes widened at my last three words. "What? Really?"

I nodded.

"Any particular reason why?" He asked skeptically.

"Her exact words? 'He's you boyfriend and we want to meet his family.' " I said, trying to contain my laughter.

"Wow," He chuckled. "Well, my brother, sister-in-law, and their son live in Virginia, so they wouldn't be able to come. And my parents both live in New York. It's a little less than four hours of a drive from there to get here, but I'm sure it wouldn't be a problem."

"I'll let my mom know." I smiled.

"Aria…" Ezra suddenly said unsurely. "My parents don't know about you."

I looked back up at him. What if they did not like me? What if they judged me because I was younger than Ezra? What if they did not accept us as a couple? Ezra and I have already endured more than enough people who do not like us being together, but those were all people whose opinions really did not matter. In reality, I should not have worried about anyone else's view on my relationship with Ezra except our families!

"Ezra, what if they don't like me?" I asked, looking at him with a nervous expression on my face.

He immediately pulled me into his arms, hugging my body close against his chest. "They'll love you." He murmured into my hair. "Who wouldn't?"

I kissed his lips in response, before settling back into his arms.

...PLL…

"Aria, do you need help?" My mom appeared at the doorway to my room, as I watched myself in the mirror, struggling to fully zip up the zipper in the back of my dress.

Ella chuckled as she walked over to me and in one swift motion fully zipped up the purple dress.

"Thanks," I gave her a small smile, before turning to my closet in search for a matching pair of shoes.

"So, are you okay with this dinner?" Ella tilted her head a little to the right, as she watched me.

I slid on a pair of heels before turning back to her. "Y-yeah. Why?"

"Because it was sudden… and-" She began.

"Just a little," I muttered under my breath as I walked over to my jewelry box in search for a pair of earrings.

"Aria, I know, but we just want to meet his parents."

"It could've waited though." I picked up a pair of earrings that matched my dress and put them on.

"Why wait?"

"Because," I sighed, "Ezra's parents don't know that he has a girlfriend. Nor the fact that she's younger than him, or that she used to be his student."

I folded my arms across my chest as I leaned against the wall next to my closet.

Ella sighed before coming over to me. "I'm sure they'll like you honey. Who wouldn't?" She smiled, saying the same reassuring words Ezra had used, before walking out of the room.

I heard my phone ringing from on top of my bed. I grabbed it off of the comforter, before glancing at the caller ID: Ezra. I quickly answered.

"Hello?"

"Aria, how are you?" Ezra asked.

"Fine, just… getting ready. You?"

"Yeah, same. I'm going to pick up my parents from their hotel and then come to your house in about an hour, okay?"

"Sure, that's great."

"I'll see you soon, love you."

"You too," I said, before hanging up.

I turned back to my mirror, taking another look at myself. I grabbed my mascara and started applying some to my lashes, before adding eyeliner and eye shadow to match my dress.

When I was done getting ready, I grabbed my phone and made my way down stairs. Entering the kitchen, I saw my mom cutting up some lettuce for a salad.

"Honey, would you put the bread on the table?" She looked up from the cutting board.

I grabbed the breadbasket and placed it on the dining room table. I walked back into the kitchen and grabbed plates, forks, and spoons, before entering the dining room once again and setting the table.

As I set the last plate down, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" I yelled.

I straightened out my dress and took a deep breath, before opening the big glass door.

Standing before me, was Ezra, wearing a navy suit, with a smile on his face. Beside him on either side, stood a man and a woman, who I assumed to be his parents.

"Hello." I greeted them all, ushering them to step in.

Ella appeared behind me a moment later with Byron not far in tow.

"I'm so glad you all could make it." Ella smiled.

I closed the door behind them all and snuck a glance at Ezra, who met my glance at the same time. Discreetly, he slowly inched his way closer to me, so that we were standing somewhat closer to each other.

"I'm Ella, and this is my husband Byron." Ella introduced herself.

Byron shook hands with Ezra's parents.

"Sarah Fitz," Ezra's mother smiled at my family.

"William." Ezra's father shook hands with my mom, before turning to me.

I noticed Ezra's mother's eyes searching around what she could see of the house.

"Is something wrong?" I asked her.

"Honey, where's your older sister, Aria?" She asked me.

I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. I looked at Ezra, confusion written all over my face. I heard my mom let out a small chuckle at Sarah's question.

"Um, mom. T-this is Aria. My… girlfriend." Ezra said uneasily, as he took my hand in his.

"Oh!" Sarah exclaimed, putting a hand over her mouth. Her face began to turn slightly red.

"Why don't we go into the kitchen? I'm almost done making dinner." Ella suggested, watching Byron and William who were already in deep conversation and slowly making their way towards the living room.

I shot her a thankful glance, and she gave me a smile in response.

Ezra and I followed our mothers into the kitchen, our hands still interlocked together.

"I'm sorry. I can't believe my mom asked you that." Ezra muttered quietly into my ear.

"How come I can?" I asked him.

"Hey, don't let it get to you. She was just surprised." He said gently.

"It's fine." I nodded, dismissing the action.

We entered the kitchen to see Ella and Sarah already laughing with each other. I smiled, enjoying the scene. I could not express the amount of happiness I felt because our families got along so well.

"Yeah, that he is." Ella laughed as she poured the sauce over the pasta into a bowl.

"Oh!" Sarah smiled. "And there they are."

I smiled at her.

"Where's Mike?" Ezra suddenly asked me.

"Uh, I think he's at a friend's house. He didn't want to have to sit through this dinner."

"Ah," Ezra nodded in understanding.

Of course Mike would not have wanted to stay for dinner. It was awkward enough that his older sister was dating their former English teacher, but to have to sit through a whole dinner with him and his family, probably would have been a nightmare for Mike.

"Aria, Ezra, come and eat, the food's ready." My mom said as she picked up the bowl filled with pasta from the table and led us into the dining room.

I sat down on the right side of the table and Ezra sat down beside me. Our fathers were at either end of the table, and our mothers were across from us, sitting side by side.

"This all looks delicious Ella." Ezra's father said with a smile on his face.

After all the food was served, the conversation Ezra and I knew was coming, finally began.

"So, Aria, you look young, how old are you?" Ella's mother asked me.

Ezra and I shared a glance, before Ezra grabbed my hand under the table and squeezed it reassuringly, as the whole table waited for me to answer.

"Uh, I-I'm sixteen." I said quietly, looking down.

"Sorry, hun, I don't think I heard you right. Can you repeat that?" Ezra's mother asked again.

"Sixteen." I said louder, not breaking eye contact with Sarah.

Both of Ezra's parents' gazes shifted off of me, and to Ezra.

"You're dating a sixteen year old?" The fork and knife in William's hand made a loud clatter as they fell from his hands and hit the table loudly. Both of Ezra's parents looked at Ezra in disbelief. Ezra and I were sitting close enough to each other that I could feel him tense up beside me at his father's question. "What the hell are you thinking?"

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