Hey guys, sorry this weekend has been busy!

So, I just want to say thanks to those who have been reading and commenting. It means a lot! I forgot to mention this in the last chapter, but yes there is such thing as frozen hot chocolate—it's amazing!

Well enjoy and I don't own anything PLL related.

"I love you Ezra," I said to him while leaning down to give him a kiss.

"I love you too," he whispered between a kiss.

Then all of a sudden, we both heard the door to the apartment being opened.

Spencer's voiced filled the silent space, "Mom, I just forgot something at the apartment. I'll be home by like eleven, why does it even matter to you? You're in Virginia with dad…yes…yes the maid knows I'm here….okay…bye."

My head snapped back to facing Ezra's wide eyes. Since my hand was on his bare chest, I could easily feel his heart beat grow faster. It grew quiet outside the guest room. I silently rolled off of Ezra and gently walked over to where my clothes were. I got dressed and was about to go to the bathroom, Spencer rapped on the door.

"Aria come out. Let's go home, right now." She said huffily.

I whispered goodbye to Ezra who was silently freaking out. I bit my lip and unlocked the door to go out. When I got out, Spencer was sitting at the one of the large chairs used in the dining set. She had her SAT book in one hand and my stuff in the other.

"Hey," I said to her quietly putting on my hat and scarf and gloves.

"Let's go." She replied back without even looking at me.

She walked out of the condo. I put everything back in my purse, but left the condo key for Ezra next to his stuff that way he'd be able to lock up. I followed behind her and closed the door. She was already waiting in the elevator and as soon as I got on she closed the door. We were about halfway down when she pressed the emergency stop button on the elevator.

"Spencer, what are you doing?" I whispered half scared because I hated confined spaces.

"Why would you go to my condo and have sex with him?"

"We didn't have sex!" I told her.

"Well, you were probably close. Weren't you?"

"No! We just made out!" I yelled at her. I knew I shouldn't have spoken in that tone as soon it came out because she crossed her arms and turned the elevator back on. She power walked out of the condo her heel filling the silent space of the lobby. I followed her out and stood awkwardly on the sidewalk in front of her car.

"Get in." she said while she was half in her car.

I walked to the passenger side and got in. While I was buckling up, I looked at her and she was watching me. "Spencer, I'm sorry"

"Leave it, Aria." was all she said to me.

The car ride back to Rosewood was silent except for the classical music Spencer had playing till about halfway home when she turned the music off. I stared out the window watching the blue sky turn into darkness. We got home at 9:30pm because of Spencer's speeding down the old lanes.

She stopped at her house and got out.

"What were you thinking taking him to my condo?" she questioned me.

"I wasn't, okay, I realize I did something horrible. I know." I apologized to her.

She crossed her arms, "Aria, you had sex with our English teacher in my condo!"

"We didn't have sex! I already told you that!" I felt my voice start rising, so I took a deep breath so I wouldn't scream.

"Why did you even go to my condo? Honestly, Aria, I trusted you!"

"Because it was in the city, and Spencer the date was perfect and I just wanted to be closer to him." I said while tears were going down my face.

"Well, it was stupid. Never go back to that place again, and I don't think you should see him." She told me.

I stepped back shocked. "Fine, I won't go back to your condo, but who the hell do you think you are to tell me that I can't ever see Ezra again? I'm pretty sure you have no say," I told her with a snap in my tone, no tears were falling now.

"He's your damn teacher Aria, that's why. It's illegal! I should be telling the police otherwise I'll get in trouble for compliance!" she snapped back at me.

"Just because you don't have a guy who will give up anything for you doesn't mean you have to be a bitch to someone who does," I screamed at her.

She locked her car and before she started walking to her front door she turned around, "Fuck you Aria," in a tone that was filled with hate. It shocked me. I couldn't believe I had just said that to Spencer.

"Spencer, I'm sorry. I'm just really scared right now, please don't tell. Promise me?" I said to her when she turned around.

"Go home," was all she told me before she walked into her house and slammed the door.

I turned around and tried to compose myself. My body wanted to crumple to the cold sidewalk and just cry, but I couldn't. I looked at my phone; it was now close to 9:45. I sighed and wiped the tears from my eyes. I probably looked like a mess with mascara running down my face, but I didn't really seem to care. I was too numb from the cold and what had just happened.

I started walking down the street and when I got to the end. I looked right. I saw Ezra's apartments; his car was in his normal spot. I started to go towards his apartment, but stopped myself when I saw him get out of his car. I stood there watching him. He had his head in his hands and was leaning against the car. I bit my lip, he was hurting. He straightened up and slammed the car door and then walked into the complex.

I let out a little sob and turned my back on him. Things were going to change. They weren't going to be the way they were earlier that day. I wiped my eyes making the mascara stains worse and started to walk home.

I pulled up to my apartment complex and just sat in the car for ten minutes thinking. What was I going to do? I couldn't stay with Aria anymore, Spencer knows. What the hell was I think taking her to New York and letting her take me to Spencer's condo? I ran my fingers through my hair. I gulped and realized that today was the best day of my life and in the span of two minutes it quickly turned into the worst. I got out of the car and leaned against for a second trying to wrap my head around all the crap that will soon escalade because of this.

"Fuck," I shouted before slamming the car door and storming inside the complex.

Once inside my apartment, I went to the refrigerator and cracked open a bottle of beer. It was going to be a long night. I sat on the couch just numb. I couldn't get Aria off of my mind. She was amazing today, it was the greatest date I had ever been on. It was so real, there was no fakeness in any aspect. She was absolutely stunning in her red lace bra and panties. I bit my lip and took a drink of my beer.

Then I cringed when I thought of Spencer coming in to the condo and seeing our stuff lying on the dining room table and the guest room locked. God only knows, what she thought we were doing in there. I closed my eyes and took another drink of the beer. Before I knew it, I had drunk 5 beers in less than an hour. There was no way, I could go to school tomorrow and teach in front of Aria and Spencer.

I got up and walked over to my computer, and opened my email. I quickly emailed the secretary at Rosewood High telling her I would need a substitute tomorrow because I was sick. I walked back over to the couch and laid down. I put my hand in my pocket and was about to crack open another beer before my hand pulled out my phone. I opened it and saw I had 3 missed calls, 5 texts, and one voicemail from Aria.

A.M. 9:50pm
Ezra, are you okay? We need to talk, I love you.

A.M. 10:30pm
Ezra, please answer me. I'm really scared and I need your voice. Please.

A.M. 11:15pm
Please don't let this change who we are together.

I sighed and called my voicemail. She was my only message.

"Ezra, please answer. I'm sitting at home in my bed, really confused and scared. Spencer is really angry at me and I—I—don't know what to do—"she stopped for a second and I heard her sob, "I need you, I need your voice to tell me to breathe and soothe my worries. I know I still need to be worried but I just just need you Ezra. I don't want things to change between us. I love you." She said before hanging up.

I threw the phone on the coffee table and ran a hand through my hair. What kind of guy am I? The love of my life is deeply hurting and I'm just sitting here getting myself drunk. I looked at the clock on the wall; 1am. It was too late to call her now, I told myself. I kept telling myself that, so I wouldn't have this guilt looming over my hand before I went to sleep.

So, drama drama drama.

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