Sorry it's been so long. Here's chapter 4!
*ARIA'S POV*
I walked into the bar, I didn't know what to expect. Was it really a good idea getting Ezra to meet me here, I mean it was the first place I met him and if what happened then, happened again tonight, Ezra would definitely get the wrong idea. I was early since it was literally a two minute walk from my dorm. I was thankful as it gave me time to prepare for Ezra coming.
*FLASHBACK*
'Can I have a cheeseburger please,' I asked the bartender. 'Sure,' he replied. I sat playing with the straw in my drink. I had just caught my dad in his office with Meridith, one of his students and although I was underage, I needed a drink.
Looking around, I noticed a poster, a missing person's poster. That missing person was one of my best friends, Alison. I couldn't believe how long it was and they still haven't found her, or as they were now saying they were looking for, 'her body.'
'Are you alright up there?' I heard a man's voice ask me. 'Fine,' I replied, without even looking up. I was not in a mood to be annoyed by some drunk college guy tonight. Although, I thought I made it perfectly clear I was not interested, I heard a glass sliding up near me, I turned around to see the man sitting in the stool beside me with a book in his hand. When I looked into his eyes, my mind completely changed and I was definitely, one hundred percent interested. 'Sorry, I'm having a rough night. A rough year actually.' I told the man sitting beside me. I couldn't help but stare at his eyes. 'I'm sorry, I know I'm a stranger, but, you can talk to me if you want.' He was a stranger, but maybe that's what I needed. To vent to someone who didn't know my story or anything about me for that matter. We talked, I told him about my dad and Meredith. I felt like I could trust him. I trusted him so much, that by the end of the night we were in the ladies bathrooms, making out. I was on the counter beside the sink, with my legs wrapped around Ezra. I kissed him like I knew him years. It was like we were made for eachother. Our hands roamed each others bodies and we only parted lips for air. It was perfect. He was perfect.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
*EZRA'S POV*
I was so happy that Aria text me. But why did she text me? What was wrong? I couldn't help but worry about her? Was it A? Was A still existent?
I got ready and made my way to Hollis bar, on the drive there I couldn't help but let my mind wander back to the first night I had met Aria there. It was perfect. She was perfect.
I walked into the bar to see that it was empty. I was glad, I didn't fancy seeing any of my students there. It wasn't illegal to do what I was doing, but it would save the questions.
I walked over to the booth to see Aria. She looked so beautiful, but I could tell she had been crying. I hated seeing her like this and I hoped that this wasn't my fault. I would never want to be the reason for Aria's tears, I only ever wanted her to be happy, whether that was with me or without me.
She looked up at me with her big, hazel eyes and my heart melted. She looked so sad. I was going to sit opposite her, but I needed to be close to her. I needed to comfort her. So, I sat down beside her on the soft leather chairs.
'Aria, what's wrong?' I asked her.
*ARIA's POV*
'Aria, what's wong?' He asked me, I could tell in his eyes that he was really concerned. He always was, he always was there to console me when I needed him and here he was consoling me again after l left him for four years, without telling him and without an explanation why.
The tears started to form in my eyes and I could feel him pulling my body closer to his, into an embrace. I looked up at him and told him that A was back. The expression in his face dropped, but he didn't seem surprised.
'Has this A got nothing better to do with his, hers, their, whatever it is' time? What is A's problem with you? Why can't they just leave you alone and let you be happy?' He said, with anger in his voice. I stopped him before he continued, 'Ezra, this isn't just about A! I owe you an explanation, I didn't get to tell you I was leaving and I've missed you so much. I understand if you hate..' 'Aria!' He exclaimed, 'don't say that you understand if I hate you, I could NEVER hate you. I could never dislike you, I love you and nothing you could ever do could change that. I've missed you so much, you'll never know how much. Spencer told me about your dad and how you didn't have time to tell me. Sure, you could have wrote or e-mailed me when you got to Iceland, but, that's in the past. I love you and that's all that matters.'