Sorry, i know it's taken a bit longer than usual again but it was my birthday yesterday, so you know:P hope you enjoy the chapter , review and let me know :) Thanks!

Chapter 13- fifteen minutes of fame

Aria POV

I sit there like a deer in head lights staring out the window at my mom as she stares in at me. It's almost like being a fish in a tank or an animal at the zoo the way she watches me, observing and noting my every move. I shudder thinking about how much she may have seen before she interrupted us.

"Aria" Ezra calls to me but I can't unlock my eyes from the gaze of my mother's, in fact I can't even move. Then before I realize what going on fabric is being slipped over my head and I am once again covered by more than just my bra. He goes to pull my arms through the sleeves and I pick up from there being knocked out of my trance. Ezra quickly pulls his shirt on and does up the buttons, for a second I consider helping him with them but with my mom looking in I decide the less touching the better.

"Ready?" he whispers once we are mostly presentable again. His hair looks crazy so I don't even want to think about what mine looks like. Quickly I dig though my bag grabbing a hair-elastic and pulling the mess on my head into some sort of ponytail.

"Yup, I mean what's the worst that could happen? We leave and then we can do that all we want" I say joking because if I don't I know I will burst into tears, that or be sick.

"Come on" he smiles at me and I open the door hoping off his lap onto the ground outside where my mom not so patiently awaits. After I'm out he follows and we stand side by side looking at my mother.

"Aria you come with me, now!" she yells and a family walking into the restaurant spectates whispering about the scene she is making, if only they knew the context.

"No!" I say strongly and wrap my arms around Ezra's waist. "You talk to both of us, not just me, I'm not a child." I tell her my voice on edge but I try to keep my temper under control, the fact that Ezra wraps his arms protectively around me as I talk definitely helps with the calming effect.

"You are sixteen Aria! Sixteen!" she screeches at me and then turns to him. "And you know that! How could you? How could you being doing what you were doing in that car with her knowing that she is still just a kid! You used her! How could you?" she yells but tears stream down her face.

"I would never use her. I love her. I love her so much, more than you will ever know. But she is not a child. She is a strong, smart, funny, beautiful woman and I treat her like one." He says delicately and I bring my lips up to his for a kiss by reflex.

"Aria! Stop, this is not appropriate you may not kiss him! Do you understand how much older he is than you?" she rants seeing my lips about to touch his again. I pull away from him and go to face her.

"This is perfectly appropriate! He loves me, and I love him! He is six years older than me, yes I know, and no I don't care. It doesn't matter because even though it doesn't look right it has always felt right and don't you dare say that I may not kiss him because I will do whatever I want with him. My sex life is between me and Ezra, not you!" I snarl at her.

"Sex….I suppose I shouldn't be surprised he is pushing you into that too. I mean seeing the way he had you in the car, you're lucky I'm not calling the police right now!" She choked out and any composure I had left flew out the window.

"Pushing me! Are you freaking kidding me? God did you not hear a word we said! He is not pressuring me, or forcing me, or anything else! And if you didn't get a good enough view from the car window he was the one against the seat I was the one on top of him." I shout and people begin to stare probably wondering whether they should call the cops or just stand there watching like we were a television screen.

"Aria we need to go take this conversation elsewhere, not that I think we have anything left to discuss but." She pauses waiting for my reaction.

"We have a lot more to say so, yes, your right. The hotel down the street? Follow us." I say walking back to get into the passenger side of my car but she catches my arm.

"Where do you think you're going?" she asks and doesn't let go of me.

"To get in my car, with my boyfriend." I snap yanking my arm away hard to get it out of her grip. "Ow" I mutter under my breath and Ezra looks down to my arm noticing the red marks I see at the same time caused by my mother's clasp. He brings his fingers up to them brushing it lightly and even though I know that physically it isn't helping, it makes me feel better.

"No, Aria you won't! Get your ass into my car now!" she says and I don't move one step.

"No" I say and watch her fume.

"So you want me to call the police? Right now? Because I could do that if you wanted?" She threatens and I walk up so I am only inches away from her.

"You do that and I would never speak to you again, for the rest of my life, I promise you. You know why? Because he is the only person I can't live without, so don't threaten him because if I have to choose between the two of you, it sure as hell won't be you anymore." I say into her ear so that none of the audience can hear me, I'm unsure if Ezra even heard me but that didn't matter he knew I was all his. She opens her mouth to say something but closes it again as I get into her car and slam the door.

Ezra POV

As aria stops over to her mother I can feel the anger radiating off of her and I think for a second if I should hold her back. When she gets up into her mother's face she talks quietly as not to let the crowd know what is going on.

""You do that and I would never speak to you again, for the rest of my life, I promise you. You know why? Because he is the only person I can't live without, so don't threaten him because if I have to choose between the two of you, it sure as hell won't be you anymore." She growls into her mother's ear barely loud enough for me to here and then walks to her mother's car, gets in, and slams the door.

"I drive, you follow" she mumbles and I nod my head at her. She pulls her car out of the parking lot and we drive down the road only a few minutes until we end up in front of the holiday inn. She parks and the second the car stops aria's door is already open and she is jumping out. When I open the car door she stands there waiting for me and reaches for a hold of my hand. As always I grip her hand tightly yet gently in mine but give her a questioning look as to whether or not we are pushing our luck, she just shrugs. I suppose we are screwed already so what difference did it make?

He mother goes up to the receptionist desk and comes back with a room key, without a word we walk to the elevator and follow her once we get onto the correct floor. She opens the door and motions for us to go in so I follow after aria, her hand still clutching onto mine.