I stepped off the plane into the warm L.A. sun. The wind picked up slightly and blew my hair around, I inhaled the fresh air glad to be off the long plane ride. I looked behind me to see that Hanna had fallen behind and was now whispering something to Ezra. Please no, I thought. Hanna your my best friend so for my sake don't say anything embarrassing. Knowing Hanna, I doubted she would pass up the opportunity.
"UGH! That was such a long plane ride!" Spencer complained as we walked towards the luggage carousal.
"Tell me about it!" Em agreed, "My back is cramping up."
"You guys think you have it bad?" Hanna chimed in walking up behind us with Ezra who slipped his hand into mine and walked beside me, "My hair is ruined!"
"Awww all about poor little Hanna's hair!" Spencer joked.
"Yes," Emily continued, "God forbid it get a knot or something horrific like that!"
Hanna rolled her eyes then ran off to grab her numerous pieces of luggage. I saw my suitcase and grabbed it as Ezra chased after his duffel bag that someone else had took by mistake.
"Isn't he adorable?" I sighed once he was out of hearing range.
"Someone's head over heels," Spencer laughed
"He is amazingly hot," Hanna agreed, "better watch out Aria someone might try and steal your man."
"They can try, but they won't." Emily added, "Aria's not the only one head over heels, Mr. Fitz, I mean Ezra is wrapped around her finger."
"True, true." Hanna sighed.
"Ummm hello? Can you guys not talk about me like I'm not standing right next to you." I said making them all look up like they were just noticing me.
"Right sorry, got carried away." They all mumbled.
Ezra walked back and held up his duffle bag as if it was some kind of trophy.
"I got it!" He grinned.
"Good job," I replied trying not to laugh as I saw the girls roll their eyes at the same time. "Are you ready to go?"
He nodded and we all walked outside and caught a taxi to the apartment building we were all renting at. We grabbed the keys that they mailed us and said goodbye as we all went to our separate rooms. (Ezra of course came with me.) I opened the door and looked at the already furnished apartment. The previous owners were moving really suddenly through job transfer and couldn't take all their furniture. Ezra and I were both silent as we looked around. Finally Ezra spoke, "It looks kinda like my old apartment."
I nodded before replying, "Brings back memories." Smiling a little I grabbed his hand and dragged him around the whole apartment looking at everything. Finally we reached our final destination, the bedroom. It was a small queen bed with a dresser at the foot, and it had a small bathroom on the side. It wasn't my dream bedroom but it's not like I would be in the apartment forever, it was a temporary thing. Ezra put his arm around me and pulled me into a small hug and whispered in my ear. "This is our very first place that we have together, not just mine, not just yours, but ours." I smiled as he pulled me in for a kiss. We held it so long I felt I might lose all my breath until finally we both pulled back. We stood there and looked at each other for a moment in silence. So many thoughts were racing through my head, it had been so long since I'd felt this way, wanted to feel this way. Wanted to do these things that I now didn't even know if I would be able to stop myself from doing. Before I could even think about it I pounced on him and wrapped my legs around his waist as we kissed more. I caught him off guard and he stumbled backwards and hit the wall. Our kisses grew more passionate as he stumbled towards the bed and he sat down at the edge. He slowly laid down as I spread myself out on top of him. His arms wrapped around my back and pulled me closer as my hands found their way up his shirt. I pressed my hand against his chest and felt his muscles as his arms relaxed and his hands shot up my shirt then pulled it off. I fumbled with the buttons to his shirt as he moved his lips from my mouth to my neck. The buttons were taking too long and before I could stop myself I ripped it off and threw it to the ground. His hand moved down from my back and began to unzip my pants. Wanting to keep up I did the same. Once we were both in nothing but our underwear I let my lips trail to his chest and laid down my head as he reached up my bra with one hand and with the other fumbled to get it undone. Our kisses grew even more passionate (if that was possible) as whatever clothes that remained on us were removed.