Okay everyone! No tears, we all knew this day would come. The day when Ezra has to say goodbye. All we can do is hope this is just a cruel, fake plot twist that will be over next week. That being said, we also knew the end of this story would come. I've loved this story so much! It's going to be an extra long chapter for you today so enjoy and thank you for all you've done for me while I wrote this story!

NOT FIRST PERSON!

Over the next three weeks, Aria spent all her time at Ezra's apartment. It was easy with Austin gone all the time on business, racking up honeymoon days. She tried to push him back far, far away from her mind. But now it was Monday and tomorrow she was leaving. She had delayed it mentally for the longest time, but now it was reality. She glanced at the clock for the tenth time as she heard Ezra coming up behind her with two glasses of red wine. "Are you alright?" he asked.

She looked up, blinking furiously. "Uh-h yeah. I just can't spend the night. Plans with Hanna." That was a joke. Hanna had been cooled off ever since Aria revealed what was going on with herself and Ezra.

"Okay." He smiled, "Do you want me to take you home?"

"No!" Aria said to quickly. "I mean, I just want to be with you a little longer, okay?" she took the wine and sipped it lightly.

"Aria I'm not dying, we have plenty of time." Tears welled in her eyes, but Aria held them out of view. "You know", he continued, "I almost feel like this is our second chance. I love you so much and I know it is going to take you some time to get over what . . . happened . . . between us but I just want you to know, you're my forever." She wanted to purge.

"I love you, too. So, so much but . . ." her façade faltered momentarily before she was able to recompose herself, "But I do need to go." She knocked back the wine and grabbed her purse. She tightly wrapped her arm around Ezra's neck. "Bye, Ez." she said through a strangled voice, knowing full well he could possibly never want to her after the wedding.

He squeezed her back but the confusion on his face stayed, "Bye." He sighed, his voice a low whisper as she shut the door.

Aria breathed heavily as she clasped her earrings into her ears with care. The diamonds shone brightly in the Hawaiian sun that was peaking through her bridal suite room curtains. Tomorrow she was finally going to do it. She was going to marry Austin. Because she loved him.

She loved him and he was completely and totally right for her. She continued to chant that thought to herself. No matter how bad she felt about not telling Ezra, about leaving him without a warning, where she was or anything other than 'I'm getting married!", she had to do this. Because it was what was right. Just then there was a knock on her door.

"Come in . . ." she croaked out. Hanna walked in, her blonde hair in a curly halo around her face. "You look beautiful." Aria smiled. She'd been able to convince Hanna that Ezra was over, and normalcy had resumed.

Hanna smiled, "Yeah well I'm not getting married tomorrow. You are. How are you feeling?"

Aria smiled sadly, "I'm holding up okay. My mind is going a mile a minute and my heart . . ."

"You're heart?" Hanna asked.

"My heart . . ." Aria continued, "Isn't sure if this is right."

"Aria . . . Ezra may be your great love. But Austin is the right kind of love. He is stability and reassurance and you love him."

Aria gulped, "But it's a different kind of love, Han. My heart doesn't stop when Austin walks into a room. My pulse doesn't skip beats when we kiss. And even though I do love him more than I thought I ever could, when Ezra broke my heart I never got all of it back. And ever since we saw one another again, I've been getting it back and then some." Aria let the tears trickle down her cheeks without pausing them.

Hanna breathed in shakily, deeply hurting for her friend, and looked down, "I thought this situation was over." Aria just shook her head and began to swipe the tears away. "This is the one time I can't help you, love."

Aria nodded, "I know. But I have to figure something out fast."

Austin stood outside of Aria's Bridal Suite, taking in every word. As he heard each new syllable, his heart broke more. Not because Aria was in love with another person, even though that didn't help, but because he was in the way of her happiness. Austin loved her with every piece of his heart, and all he wanted was for her to be happy. And if he couldn't do that, he knew exactly who could . . .

Ezra ran into LaGuardia International with a ticket clasped in a deadly grip under his right thumb. He had memorized the gate number and plane information over and over again to the point of obsession in the last fourteen minutes. He was surprised he hadn't gotten a ticket due to his unruly speeding.

An hour ago he'd gotten an anonymous message on his voicemail from an unfamiliar, southern voice.

Aria and Austin are getting married at the Restegoda Hotel in Maui, Hawaii tomorrow. I'll stall the wedding as long as possible, but this is your chance, Ezra. Make it count.

Whoever it was Ezra would have to thank countless amounts.

He rushed up to an attendant with short red hair and a large nose. "You'll have to go to baggage drop off first sir."

"I don't have any baggage!" he scratched his forehead frustrated. "At least not physical baggage . . ." he mumbled under his breath. "Ma'am I need t be on this plane now!"

"Sir, you're tone is frightening other passengers." Ezra took note of the worried glances.

"I'm sorry, but if I don't get on this plane the love of my life is going to marry some beat-nick, redneck, Texan . . ."

"Sir, derogatory comments can be filed as . . ." he cut the woman off.

"Dammit, can you just click my fucking ticket?" Ezra yelled at her. He usually wasn't so rash with women but he had no time for politeness. She reached for the ticket, punched it, and handed it back.

"Have a nice flight, dick . . ." she sighed before putting an Assistance Needed sign on her podium and walking away. Ezra ran down the gate into the plane and sat down, begging for the plane to start moving.

"You look beautiful, Sis." Mike smiled, shutting the door behind himself.

Aria looked over her shoulder, "You look pretty dapper, yourself." Her voice was thick, but she masked it well. She took note of his blood shot eyes. "You okay?"

He nodded, "It got a little weird last night at Austin's bachelor party."

"He didn't have a bachelor party." She said, remembering his slightly cagy demeanor at the rehearsal dinner last night.

"We had one in his honor!"

Aria gave him a dubious look.

"I had one in his honor."

She folded her arms.

He looked down, "I went to a strip club."

Aria rolled her eyes but couldn't help laughing at this. Mike chuckled, too, then let his hand flutter down, "It's time. You ready?"

As the wheels hit the ground and the attendants began to dismiss passengers, Ezra ran quickly down the steps, shifting quickly past the Hula Skirt clad women with leys and Get Leyed in Hawaii Tee shirts. It was exactly three hours till the wedding and Ezra was planning on wasting no time.

Restagoda Hotel, and please hurry!"

He threw four twenties at the cab driver who smirked, "Where fire? No volcano in three year, tourist." But the heavy set man began driving anyway and Ezra almost kissed the white sand surrounding the resort.

He had two hours to spare, but no time to lose.

As Mike's girlfriend Chloe belted out the last note of the harmonious arrangement, Aria felt her heels sink into the sand, glad that Hanna had talked her out of wearing shoes.

"Only another few minutes and I'll be walking down the isle . . ." Aria smiled, her eyes on her little brother. She smiled at Chloe as she found her seat, "When are you planning to pop the question?"

"At the reception." Mike answered without skipping a beat.

Aria was taken back, "Well will you look at that? My brother is growing up."

"Too bad mom and dad couldn't be here." Mike sighed, nudging Aria's elbow.

Ella and Byron had been in the middle of a wretched divorce over the last two weeks and today had been a mandatory court date.

"At least I have you . . . and Hanna." Aria nodded towards the blonde who was getting rather frisky with a groomsmen. Mike laughed and poked his tongue in his cheek briefly as the Wedding March began.

"You ready to end your life as a Montgomery?"

Aria just smiled and took her brothers arm.

Ezra roamed hastily around the beach, desperately looking for those same chocolate curls twisting around in the breeze. "Where are you?" he whispered.

Then, ever so lightly from a distance, he heard, "Dearly beloved . . ." and his feet never returned to the ground.

Aria's heart was beating out of her chest as the priest read on. She did notice Austin's eyes darting back and forth from the beach to Aria.

"Are you alright?" she whispered.

A honey slow smile spread across his face as he looked over her shoulder, "I will be soon enough."

Aria smiled weakly and took in another unsteady breath.

"If there is anyone here who objects to this union, please speak now or forever . . ."

"I sure as hell object . . ." Aria heard that heart breaking familiar voice call out. She quickly turned around as guests gasped.

"Ezra?" she called. A beautiful smile spread across his lips as he ran up to her. She quickly looked at Austin with a confused look on her face.

Austin just grinned, "If you love me, you'll leave Hawaii with him."

Ezra had paused at the beginning of the sandy isle.

"How did you . . .?" she asked Austin.

But he just took her hand and squeezed it. With wet eyes, Aria looked deeply into Austin's heart. She crushed herself to him and softly whispered, "Thank you . . ." into his ears, then ran down the aisle to Ezra's awaiting arms. They quickly raced off, kicking sand behind them in the haste, even though they had no idea where they were going. All they knew was that they were going there together. And that suited them just fine.

Mike walked up to Austin, "What the hell just happened?"

Austin smiled, "We have a men's wedding ring and a paid for wedding that could go to waste. Got any ideas?" he smiled at Mike, who laughed and turned to the guests. One in particular.

"Chloe?"

The End

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