I was released from the hospital the next day. The ride home with my family was silent, due to the fact that no one had anything to say. They were all just relieved that I was okay and no permanent brain damage had been done. When we arrived at home, Ella walked with me up to my room, since I was still feeling a little dizzy from being on so many medications. I crawled into my bed and she tucked the blankets around my body.
"How are you feeling?" Ella sat down beside me on the corner of the bed.
"Much better but still a little dizzy." I responded.
"You'll feel better after you sleep a little bit." She assured me. "Goodnight sweetie." She kissed my forehead, an action she used to do all the time before tucking me into bed when I was younger.
As soon as she had closed the door behind her, I jumped out of bed and looked around for my purse. Finally, I found it, on top of my dresser buried under my Prom dress. Byron must have taken my stuff home from the hospital the night before.
I got back into bed and sent a quick text to Ezra, telling him I was all right and that I loved him. I plugged my phone into the charger. I was unable to keep my eyes open long enough to wait for his reply, leading me to quickly falling asleep.
I awoke the next morning to the sound of clanking and banging coming from downstairs. I quickly got out of bed before I made my way downstairs. I walked into the living room to find five half-full suitcases lined up side by side lying down in the middle of the room. I looked up and my eyes met a pair of gorgeous piercing blue eyes.
"Ezra!" I exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" I ran up to him and gave him a hug.
"Ella told me to come over so I could help pack."
"I think we'll need it." I smiled. "My family is so bad at packing. They always forget the most important things behind and end up bringing things we don't need. Like a pair of binoculars, for example." I picked up the binoculars that were sitting on the coffee table. "What in the world do they think they're going to use this for?" I laughed.
"To see that things that are far away obviously." Ella walked into the room and snatched them from my hands.
"Mom." I whined. "There's nothing far awayin Italy. Everything you go to visit will be right next to you." I walked over to the couch and sat down, bringing my legs to my chest and wrapping my arms around them.
"How are you feeling Aria?" Ezra asked, who was standing by the doorway.
"I'm much better now." I patted the area on the couch next to me signaling for Ezra to come sit next to me. He made his way around the suitcases and sat down beside me. I snuggled against him and he instinctively wrapped his arms around me.
"Look at you two lovebirds." Ella shook her head, with a smile on her face.
"I bet they can't wait to go to Italy. They won't have to hide anymore." Mike said, entering the room.
Ezra and Aria just smiled.
"Okay. This is so weird. You can like feelthe love in this room because you two are in it." Mike laughed.
Suddenly, we all heard a loud crash come from the other side of the house. With an alarmed look on her face, Ella ran from the room.
"Byron? What happened?" She called.
I quickly shoved Ezra's arms off of me and leaped up from the couch, sprinting out of the room. I saw my father lying on his stomach at the bottom of the stairs with a book in his hand. He was moaning quietly. Ella was perched down by his side rubbing his back.
He slowly sat up, causing him to wince in pain.
"What just happened?" I heard Ezra's voice ask. I turned to see Mike and Ezra standing right behind me.
"He fell down the stairs." Ella replied as she helped Byron stand up. She let him over to the dining room since it was the room closest to the stairs and sat him down into a chair.
"Mike go get him an ice pack from the freezer." Ella commanded, as Mike left the room.
"Ow, my arm." Byron winced.
"What? What's wrong? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Ezra asked, walking over to Byron.
"Yeah, I think I might've broken my arm. It hurts a lot, and I can't move it... this way." Byron tried moving his arm up and down but stopped due to the amount of pain the motion caused.
"Our hospital bills are going to be over the moon this month." Ella sighed, as she left the room.
She came back with a blanket in her hands.
"Here, we can wrap your arm in this until you get a sling or cast depending on how bad it is." She helped him get up again and together they walked out to the car.
I spotted my mom's purse on the kitchen counter and quickly grabbed it. I ran outside with her purse in my hand.
"Mom!" I called. "You forgot your purse!" I ran up to the car that was halfway out the driveway.
"Thanks honey." She said.
"Let me know how he is." I handed Ella her purse before watching driving away again.
"Why is it," I said walking back into the living room where Ezra and Mike were now talking, "That every time I plan to go somewhere out of Rosewood with Ezra, something happens?" I huffed, putting my hands on my hips and surveying the area around me.
"Maybe Ezra's bad luck, sis." Mike replied sincerely, causing Ezra to laugh.
I punched him in the shoulder.
"Ow! That hurt!" He rubbed his shoulder.
"Maybe you'rebad luck." I replied.
"Whatever." Mike smiled, leaving the room.
"How long have you been here?" I looked up at Ezra.
"Just a few hours. You were completely knocked out when I came." Ezra laughed, walking over to me.
I smiled and put my arms around his neck. He put his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. Our lips met in a passion filled embrace. We stood like that for a few moments before I heard someone clear their throat. I pulled away from Ezra to see Mike standing in the doorway with a small smile on his lips.
"You guys doknow that you're not the only ones in the house, right? Save it for the bedroom." He teased. "Actually... Maybe you shouldn't. Mom and dad would probably beat the crap out of both you and Ezra." He joked.
"Okay, first, thanks for ruining the moment. Second, we're not doing that. Third, you need to stop talking before something even more unintelligent comes out of your mouth. Fourth-" I unhooked my arms from around Ezra's neck.
"This is a hefty list." Mike muttered under his breath. Ezra smiled and nodded in agreement.
"What did mom make for breakfast? I'm starving."
"There are pancakes in the warming drawer waiting for you." Mike replied.
I took Ezra's hand and dragged him into the kitchen with me.
"Could you get that for me?" I asked Ezra, as I heard my phone ringing from the living room. I opened the warming drawer and the inhaled the yummy smell of freshly baked pancakes. I put them on a plate and grabbed the syrup and whip cream from the fridge.
"Yeah here you can talk to her." I heard Ezra say, as he walked back into the kitchen and handed me my phone.
"It's your mom." He said, as I took it from his hands.
"Hello?" I asked, while pulling open the silverware drawer to get a fork and knife.
"Aria. Byron's arm is definitely broken. They're putting a cast on right now. The doctor said he needs bed rest for a few days and that he shouldn't be doing anything that requires too much movement of the arms."
"Oh, that's too bad." I replied, while drizzling pancake syrup all over my pancakes.
I looked up to see Ezra, who had a look of pure love and amazement in his eyes. I smiled at him, causing him to smile widely back.
"We won't be able to go to Italy." I heard my mom say.
"What? Really? I was so looking forward to going!" I exclaimed, setting my fork down onto my plate.
"Let me finish! Your father and I talked about it, and we decided it would be okay if you and Ezra go instead. Mike can come too if he wants, although I'm not sure he'll want to go if it's just the three of you..." She trailed off.
"WHAT?" I exclaimed. "Really?"
"What? What did she say?" Ezra prodded.
I held a finger up to silence him, causing him to look away and tap his foot impatiently.
"Ask Mike if he wants to go, then you three can finish packing. We'll cancel me and Byron's ticket and we'll take you guys to the airport tonight."
"Really? Oh my gosh mom, thank you so much! Tell dad I hope he feels better!" I exclaimed, before hanging up the phone.
"Well?" Ezra asked, expectantly.
"Byron's getting a cast, but he'll be fine. He needs to rest and take it easy." I hinted.
"Okay..." He replied.
"Meaning"I emphasized, "That he can't come to Italy. Ella doesn't feel comfortable leaving him here alone and suggested that you and I go instead! And Mike too if he wants." I grinned widely.
"Really, Aria? That's great! We finally get to have our actual trip together." He gushed.
"Here, have a piece. I can't finish this." I cut a small piece of pancake and fed it to him.
Ezra ate it, then shook his head. "Mhmm I don't want it, I already ate." He smiled, as I got up and put my plate in the sink.
"C'mon. You can help me finish packing." I pulled him up from his chair and led him into my bedroom.
Updated both my stories today! No school days really are the best! :) Review please! My birthday is Sunday, at it would make an amazing gift! :D