CHAPTER ELEVEN

As sunlight streamed in through the blinds, Aria sighed and scooted her body up so she was face to face with Ezra. He was still sound asleep. Aria ran her fingers down the side of his face and smiled. He looked so peaceful while he was sleeping. He also looked a lot younger. She noticed that everyone looked younger while they were sleeping. Her friends did, Ezra did, and Spencer did.

Spencer.

Aria dropped her hand from Ezra's face and pinched the bridge of her nose. God, how could she be doing this to Spencer?! Aria hated herself for it, and was sure Spencer would too. But, she couldn't help herself. Ezra had always been the one.

Ezra stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes. He flinched a little realizing how closely Aria was and how creepily she was staring at him. "Watching me while I sleep?"

Aria bit her lip, "Sorry, Ezra."

Ezra smiled and pushed her hair behind her neck. "Do you regret anything yet?"

"No," Aria assured. "Not yet."

Ezra inhaled sharply and started placing open neck kisses along her collarbone. "So…what…will… we do?" Ezra asked, in between kisses.

Aria rolled her neck, "I don't know."

Ezra stopped and pulled away from her collarbone. "I don't get it. Why do you keep doing this to me?" he asked, really not giving a damn about how selfish he was sounding. Aria needed to figure out what to do and figure out what to do after that. Ezra already had.

"And what exactly do I keep doing to you?" Aria argued.

Ezra shrugged and sat up. This wasn't how he wanted to spend his morning. "You always just…" he muttered, beginning his rant. "Not always, but you can't treat people like this!"

Aria winced at his words and had a mixture of pain and confusion written all over her face. "What are you talking about?" she whined.

"You can't taunt me like this. You said you loved me last night and then –"

"Whoa, I never said I loved you," Aria argued.

Ezra raised his hands, "You asked me if I loved you, I said yes, and you said same. Or did you forget?"

Aria rolled onto her back and stared up at her ceiling. "I didn't forget," she whispered harshly. "Let's just talk about this later."

"No, we are talking about this now," Ezra demanded. "You regret, don't you? Don't you?"

Aria bit her lip and tilted her head up at him. She felt tears glaze over her eyes as she said, "No, I just don't want to hurt Spencer."

"That's what I'm talking about!" Ezra explained. "You can't get both of us. You know that right?"

"Yes!" Aria exclaimed defensively. "I've just got a lot going on right now, okay? Drop it, please."

Ezra ignored her plea and asked, "What happened to me being the one? You said I always was."

Aria closed her eyes and cursed herself for saying that all those years ago. She knew she couldn't have both of them, but she wanted both of them so badly. Spencer had been there for her since seventh grade, but Aria knew Ezra would've too if Aria had let him. Aria huffed, too conflicted and pregnant to deal with him.

Ezra was…Ezra. He had been her first time, first love, first make out session in a skeevy bathroom, not like there was a second or anything, though. A great thing about Ezra was that it was always Aria. He would drop everything – and he sort of had – if there was a chance to be with her. He dropped his Rosewood High job, he dropped his Hollis job, and he also dropped the chance of a new job just so she could get pregnant and be happy.

A bad thing about Ezra, though, was that he was a little needy. Aria knew she wasn't one to judge – after all, she was ultimately just afraid of being alone. But, he was almost too dependent on her. Although, it wasn't like Aria didn't like being needed. Another annoyance was his need for everything to be permanent. He also wanted a real life. That was what dragged her into this whole predicament in the first place.

Aria reached the door of the Hastings mansion and knocked. She didn't know why she knocked, since it wasn't like she had never barged in before. But not a second later than when her hand left the door, Spencer opened it. Spencer immediately took notice of Aria's worried expression and tear stained face.

"Aria, what's going on?" Spencer asked hesitantly. A – Mona – had been caught and arrested for literally everything about a month before, and Spencer was worried that a relapse would take place. Spencer had just gotten her footing back underneath her and was not prepared for another rug pulling.

Aria wiped her cheeks and pushed inside past Spencer. She slumped down onto the leather couch and Spencer hurried to her. Aria started crying and Spencer immediately sat down and held Aria in her arms. "What happened? Why are you so upset?" Spencer asked, expecting something about A or Ezra. Possibly both.

"I'm not ready for this! Spencer, I don't want to go to New York," Aria cried.

Spencer pulled back a little, clearly confused. Not even three days ago, all the girls were sitting at lunch, listening to Aria go on and on about how excited she was to finally be with Ezra where they wouldn't be judged. Aria had rambled about silly things, like how eager she was to decorate their new apartment, and serious things, like how she and Ezra were destined to get hitched sooner or later. Spencer had no idea what could have changed within seventy hours.

"What? Why?" Spencer asked, holding Aria closer again. "You were so happy!"

Aria gave one more squeeze before pulling away and rubbing her forehead. "I'm scared, Spencer. He wants to have a really real relationship. Like marriage and kids… well, I think he does. But I'm going to college! College is where you're supposed to let loose! I can't do that with him."

"Then, tell him. I'm sure he'll get it," Spencer assured. "And it's Ezra. He's never pushed you into anything before. Why would he now?"

"I don't know… I just really don't want to be a housewife at eighteen," Aria explained with a chuckle, even though nothing was of a laughing matter.

"Just talk to him. And if he doesn't get it, maybe you should take a break. Or take things slower. Do what you think is best for you," Spencer advised, pulling her best friend in for another embrace. Aria sighed with slight relief and slight comfort.

"Thanks, Spence," Aria murmured into her shoulder. Aria pulled away, but still had her arms wrapped around Spencer's waist. Spencer glanced down at Aria's arms for a split second before looking back up into Aria's enchanting green eyes.

Aria inhaled sharply before leaning forward slowly, but quicker than ever in reality. Aria closed her eyes as Spencer did the same. Aria pressed her lips onto Spencer's and relaxed with the feelings that were rushing through her. She had kissed a girl once before at some music festival in Iceland, but never thought she would kiss a girl ever again. She especially never thought that if she would kiss another girl, that it would be Spencer Hastings.

But, Aria was enjoying this. Spencer tasted like a heavenly mix of coffee and Blistex. Way better than she remembered Ezra tasting. The thoughts of Ezra poisoned the moment and Aria shot back from Spencer's mouth. Aria gasped and kept her eyes on Spencer, awaiting her friend's reaction.

Spencer opened her eyes a few seconds after Aria broke the kiss and stared at her friend. Aria made a little nervous noise and Spencer threw her hand over her mouth. She could still taste Aria's cherry Chap Stick and a tiny part of her wanted to feel and taste it again.

"Spencer, I –"Aria started, but realized she had absolutely nothing to say. "I don't know why I did that."

Spencer dropped her hand from her mouth and swallowed the massive lump in her throat. "I don't know why, either."

Aria laughed, "Well, if you can't figure it out, I won't be able to either."

Spencer shook her head and smirked.

Aria bit her lip, "Have you ever kissed a girl before, Spencer?" Spencer shook her head and Aria lowered hers. "I'm sorry I did that."

Spencer's impulsiveness flooded her mind and she quickly said, "Don't apologize." And, before Aria could react, Spencer's lips were back on her own. Aria was hesitant at first, but threw caution, and Ezra, to the wind and leaned into Spencer harder. It was odd how something so bizarre felt so beautiful.

Aria hated betraying Spencer like this and was worried that, if Spencer were to ever find out, not only could her partnership with Spencer be destroyed, but her friendship could be beyond repair as well. Aria didn't want that to happen at all.

Aria huffed, "I'm not having this fight with you, Ezra. I'm gonna go make breakfast." She started getting up and felt something on the back of her leg, but she shrugged it off. But, when she got out of bed, she realized she shouldn't have ignored it.

A puddle of blood covered a portion of her sheets and she immediately clutched a hand on her stomach and gasped. Ezra, who was too busy staring at his hands to notice, looked over when Aria said his name.

"Yes?" he asked, annoyed.

"Take me to the hospital," Aria ordered. Ezra followed her gaze to the blood and he jumped out of bed. He threw on his clothes while Aria pulled the sheets off the mattress. She threw a pair of sweat pants on along with an old cardigan. She really needed to go maternity clothes shopping, but now was not the time.

Ezra rushed downstairs to grab his keys, leaving Aria alone upstairs as she pulled on a light jacket. He didn't have a lot of knowledge on pregnancy, but he knew bleeding like she had was not a good sign. He finally found his keys on the floor next to the couch. He called to Aria upstairs telling her he was ready, but she didn't answer.

"Aria?" Ezra yelled. When she didn't answer the third time, he raced up stairs and found Aria's body limp on the floor. "Oh my God," he muttered. He threw his keys on the bare bead and bent down next to Aria. Ezra propped her head up with his hands and tried to wake her. No luck. He took a few deep breaths before picking Aria up and carrying her. He grabbed his keys off the bed with one hand and hurried to his car.

He got outside and started the car as fast as he possibly could. He had placed her on the passenger seat and threw the seatbelt across her. He was so worried for her and wished he had a clue of what was happening. Ezra knew he should probably call Spencer, but he didn't. He feared that she would come home for Aria and ruin Ezra's alone time with her. Ezra knew it was one of his most selfish moments ever, but he continued to drive to the hospital with his phone remaining untouched in his pocket.

(A/N:) i know i know short chapter, but i will be updating twice tomorrow! hope you enjoyed this chapter! especially the sparia flashback! that was super fun to write!

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