DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters in the story and I am not affiliated with Pretty Little Liars—the cast, the writers and creators of the show, or the book series. All characters featured in "For Now" belong to the creators of PLL, but I do claim the story line as my own.

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"If we weren't meant to give things another try, our paths, our thoughts, would not keep crossing and we would not keep tripping over our feelings for each other."

Aria woke up, the night before still fresh in her mind. She looked to her right, where there was an empty spot never having been taken since Ezra and her had broken up. In her mind, it was his spot, made for him to lay next to her and make love. She'd had a spot for herself in his bed too, but wondered if it'd been taken after she'd walked out of apartment 3B.

She sighed, her thoughts thrusting herself to the times she'd woken up to him by her side.

Ezra laid in a heavy sleep, his breaths long and drawn-out.

She herself had just woken up. She found that she was facing him, still in the same position from the night before. He was close enough that she could hear and feel his breath. They were intertwined with one another in the sheets, legs lying against each other, hands touching, and their bodies close together for warmth and comfort.

Aria stared at his perfect features: his fair skin, clear of blemishes, and dimples at the sides of his mouth, perfectly placed next to the creases it. He had a boyish smile, emphasizing these dimples, even in his sleep. His hair framed his face perfectly; the well-styled hair he spent time on to hide the curls he hated were untamed by his bedhead and his eyebrows also helped to accentuate his facial features. She couldn't find a thing she didn't love about her Ezra Fitz as she lied their watching him in a peaceful sleep. She wondered if he ever found himself dreaming about their wedding day or the kids they ome day wished to have. Was she the only one to fantasize about the life she envisioned they would have together and repeat Mr. And Mrs. Fitz inside her head, enjoying the certain ring it had?

He shifted, feeling someone watching him. He opened his eyes into small slits, seeing Aria's smiling face looking at him.

"Good morning," she said softly and kissed him on the forehead.

She then began to move her head back onto the pillow, but Ezra wanted to keep her close, pulling her back in for a kiss on lips.

She heard a knock on her door, confused by the early morning visitor. I wasn't expecting anyone, she thought to herself, looking at the clock and seeing that it was only 6:45 AM. Who could be here this early? She sat up, pulling her glasses out of their case. She'd hated her glasses on and always avoided wearing them whenever possible (that was what contacts were for), but it was early in the morning and she just wanted to get to the door fast enough so that the hollow knocking would stop.

The slight breeze from thrusting open the door made her grown-out bangs lift slightly. Her eyes focused for a minute before she saw Ezra, standing in front of her with two warm, freshly brewed coffees in his hands. She smiled up at him and the strong smell coming from the styrofoam cup Ezra handed her promised caffeine.

"For you, four eyes," he chuckled.

She punched his arm, mumbling, "Asshole." She then paused, looking down at her drink. "Thank you," she said, still obviously tired. She stepped behind the door, allowing for Ezra to enter. "This is so sweet of you."

He smiled back at her, entering the apartment. "I'm sorry I stopped by so early, but I wanted to drop you off a morning coffee before I headed off to work." He paused, looking down at his drink. "And I just wanted to see you, truth be told."

She held the coffee close to her mouth, the steam warming her face. The warmth of the becerage comforted her as she sipped and held it in her hands. "I enjoyed last night," she said.

There was a moment of silence and then Ezra stepped close, putting her hand in his and intertwining their fingers. "I thought about you last night."

Aria nodded slightly, looking down. She didn't know why, but she felt uneasy. Maybe because it feels right. Better than right. Perfect. And she wasn't comfortable with something so perfect after three months of everything going downhill. She looked back up to meet his gaze.

He put his drink down before he made his move. "Can we," Ezra hesitated. "Can we start seeing each other again?"

Aria tightened her hold on Ezra's hand as an unspoken "yes" and a shy smile formed as the ends of her lips curled up.

Ezra was relieved, a wide smile on his face. He began to laugh, his sense of relief overwhelming him.

"What, Ezra? Why are you laughing?" She immediately felt self-conscious, feeling her face with her free hand to see if there was anything on it.

Ezra brushed her hair out of her face, realizing how she'd taken his laugh as an insult, a result her self-conscious ways twisting an innocent thing into something demeaning. He couldn't blame her, it'd always been a natural instinct steming from her need to create a flawless façade.

"No, no, Aria. It's not you. You're perfect," he reassured her. "I'm just overwhelmed. I've missed you, I've missed us, and I've wanted a chance to make it right. You just made me the happiest man in the world, Aria."

Aria looked at Ezra's beaming smile and the obvious excitement written on his face. She put her coffee down, taking both of Ezra's hands in hers. She looked down at their hands and fingers, intertwined together and smiled slightly at this comforting sight.

"Ezra," she breathed out softly. She looked back up at him, meeting his caring gaze as he waited for her to speak. She hesitated, a deep breath being released before she spoke in a lower tone. "I still do."

He was confused by this statement, unable to decipher what it meant or what it was linked to. His eyebrows furrowed and his eyes conveyed his concern for what she was about to say and the fact that he was unable to know where she was coming from and going with the sudden change in conversation.

Aria flashed a comforting smile and finished her sentence, breathing out, "…love you."

Ezra felt overwhelmed by the meaning of her unexpected statement. He didn't think about how to respond, didn't take any time to think about how to react before he already was. He moved forward, his hands finding their way to her soft, rosy cheeks. He cupped them like he always had before as he leaned in, greeting her lips for the first time in three months with a delicate kiss.

Aria didn't hesitate for once and the desire was mutual. She placed her arms around his neck, breathing him in and deepening the kiss.

Ezra pressed her lower body against the kitchen countertop, moving a hand down to her waist where he caressed and graced her skin with his touch. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her even closer.

After a few moments, Aria pulled away from their pleasure-filled, intoxicating and satisfying kiss, breathing heavily. She didn't take her eyes off of his, grinning and finally allowing herself to be completely engulfed by his charm. She was completely smitten over him and felt completely content in his presence, like she was meant to be there in his exhilarating warmth.

"You should probably get going, Mr. Fitz. I wouldn't want to make you late," she said flirtatiously.

"Hmm…" he said, kissing her neck.

Aria pulled away from his soft kisses. "We can continue this tonight," she said, restoring his excitement. Aria winked, pushing him gently away, still just barely holding onto one of his hands. She handed him his cup of coffee off the countertop next to her. "Get going, Mr. Fitz. Your students are waiting," she said in a teasing manner.

"They can wait a bit longer," he replied, obviously looking to convince her to let him stay as leaned in.

But Aria dodged his kiss and gently pushed him forward. "Go. It'll be worth your while tonight," she assured him, smirking.

Ezra's face flushed a shade of bright pink and he nodded, a grin forming to show how pleased he was with her statement and anxious he was for the night to come

As Aria walked him to her door, opening it with a long kiss goodbye shortly following. As she began to gingerly push Ezra out her door before he convince her that he should stay, he managed to lean down and whisper in her ear, "I still do too."

EZRIA IS ON!

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