If you get lonely, think of me only
Prison isn't going to keep me from you

Ezra sat at his desk while his students worked on a test. He looked up from the paper he was grading when he heard a phone go off. Despite being one of those teachers who isn't too strict, he always got bothered when phones went off. Especially during testing.

As he looked up, it wasn't very hard to figure out where the noise came from. Students glanced at Aria and Aria's head was ducked under her desk and into her purse. Once she adjusted her settings to silent, she sat up to find Ezra staring straight at her.

"Miss Montgomery, is it off now?"

"Uh, yeah," she nodded.

A few minutes later, everyone's test was turned in and the bell rang. Ezra still felt odd about the whole phone ordeal. If it had been any other student, it wouldn't have mattered, but it was Aria. They were a student and a teacher now. That's it. Nothing more, nothing less. Even though a few weeks ago, they had laid together on his bed, entangled in the sheets with sweat all over them. Now, everything had changed. Ezra was now committed to Malcolm, had gotten a job to support his newfound family, and Aria was totally off limits. Last night, they had decided to see other people. He figured she'd run into the arms of some stranger, just as a rebound and he knew that he wouldn't get into any relationship and wait until after she graduated to try again. Once she graduated, they would have to try again. It felt mandatory.

Ezra sighed and headed home. For the rest of the day, Ezra thought about Aria and how he should have never said anything about her phone. He knew he was being silly and neurotic about it all, but he also knew he just missed her. He missed being with her. He missed talking to her about nothing, like movies and books, and everything, like where they would be in five years, together. He missed seeing her face every time he opened his door. He wondered if she missed anything about him.

He rubbed his head as he mindlessly watched television. He tried to shake all thoughts of Aria, but it was hard. Harder than expected.

Ezra heard a knock on the door and hoped it was her, but knew it wouldn't be. He got up and answered the door. When it opened, though, he felt every muscle in his body tense up and his breathing got shaky. Standing before him was a burly, Popeye armed man with slick black hair and a badge.

"Are you Ezra Fitz?" asked the cop.

"Um, yes, I am," Ezra stammered.

"And you teach at Rosewood High?"

Ezra nodded and said, "Yes."

The cop removed a pair of handcuffs from his belt and stepped closer to Ezra. "You're under arrest for engaging in sexual activity with one of your students," he told Ezra while cuffing him. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you? With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to me?"

The room was spinning around him and he felt like he was about to puke all over Popeye. His breathing was all over the place and his eyes bulged out of his head. He knew that this could always happen to him, because of Aria, but he never thought it actually would.

"Yes, sir," Ezra stuttered. The police dragged him out of the apartment building and shoved him into the back of a squad car. His wrists felt like they were about to fall off from the pressure and pain of the cuffs. As he sat in the back of the car, the cop made a call. "Yeah, he's in custody… I'm bringing him in now…"

Ezra sighed and kept on waiting to wake up. No such luck. The inside of his mouth went dry and, for once, he really had no idea about what would happen.

Though you can't hold me, pick up and phone me
Use your one phone call on your ex-girl, boo

Aria flipped through The Tempest and tried to process everything that had happened in the last few days. Alison could possibly be alive. Mona was no longer the enemy. And she and Ezra decided to see other people. It was amazing to her how much could change in one week's time.

She heard her phone ring and set down her book. She picked it up and read the unknown numbers flashing over the caller ID. Out of curiosity, she hit answer.

"Hello?"

She was met with a computer voice. "Hello, you have a collect call from an inmate in a correctional facility."

Her stomach plummeted. Her heart thumped louder than ever and her throat went dry. There were a bunch of people who it could be, but there was one in particular. Her thought was confirmed when she heard his voice, which sounded more broken than ever, say "Ezra Fitz."

The computer resumed. "If you wish to accept and to pay for the call, please press three now."

Aria pulled the phone from her ear and pressed three quickly.

Ezra heard a beep and spoke into the phone, "Aria?"

Aria gasped and felt her eyes fill with tears. "Ezra… Ezra what happened?"

His heart broke just hearing her soft voice. There were a few other people he could've called, who he probably should've called, but he needed to speak to Aria. "I'm in custody. They arrested me at my apartment earlier."

Aria felt tears spill over on her cheeks. She let out a whimper and Ezra bit his lip. "Ezra, what can I do? Should I come down there? Should I… Do you… what's gonna happen to you?"

Ezra wiped his eyes and replied, "I don't know. I need you to call my mother, okay? She's the only person who I can think of who could help. You have her number, right?"

"Yeah, I do. Oh my God… what are they holding you with?"

Ezra coughed a little a muttered, "Me being with you…"

Aria leapt from her bed, "Do you want me to come down there?"

Ezra swallowed the lump in his throat and said, "I don't think that's a good idea. Aria, I think I'm gonna have to register as a sex offender. I'm looking at like…seven years."

"I'm not going to press charges. That can't happen."

Ezra sighed into the phone. Anything could happen. "Wrap it up," a cop told him. "Aria, I don't have a lot of time. Talk to your parents. It'll be okay. I'm gonna be okay."

"Please, please be okay, Ezra. Please," Aria cried.

Ezra swallowed hard. "I love you."

Aria smiled against her tears. "I lo – "

The police officer hit the hook switch and Ezra heard the phone cut off. He gulped and set the phone down in its cradle, hoping Aria got him a lawyer or some piece of good news very soon.

I won't tell a single soul how you spend your nights in that single cell

holding your pillow tight.

He stood up from the folding chair and a police officer quickly grabbed his arm roughly. The cop led him down and sat him in a cell where two other men were.

Ezra's eyes flashed between the two big guys and turned to the cop. "How long am I going to be in here?"

The cop shrugged, "Until we get a lawyer down here for you."

"How long does it take? What if it takes all night?"

"Then get acquainted with your bunk mates, pal."

Ezra opened his mouth, but the police man had already shoved him in the smelly, too small cell. He nodded at both of the men and leaned against the bars. One of the guys had a sleeve of tattoos on each arm and beard, but the other was chubby and looked more nervous than Ezra. Ezra wondered to himself why each men were there and wondered if either of them were thinking the same thing. Ezra prayed that both men were being charged with minor crimes and not assault or murder. Ezra had too much on his plate as it was.

Hey! I hope you enjoyed the chapter! This is just a short little fic I wrote up to the tune of Lana Del Rey's "TV in Black and White." Once i heard the song, I just had to write this! I already have the next chapters written up, so if I get three reviews, I'll post the second chapter by early tomorrow! Thanks for reading!

Oh, and if you got the references to the PLL book #3, Perfect, please let me know! I put those little references in for that reason!

-M