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Chapter 6:

Three Months Later

Ezra and I were surrounded by everything wedding: Fake flowers, bridesmaid dress color swatches, DJ business cards, catalogues of Unity Candles and so much more. We were currently working on the seating charts for the reception.

"Ezra, tell me about your family," I all but begged. We had Skyped his mom and dad a few months ago after we got engaged. I already knew that they were split up. Both of their responses stated that they had other guests coming. Ezra set down the responses that he was putting into the computer and looked at me.

"What do you want to know?" he asked slowly, carefully, obviously nervous.

"What's up with your mom and dad?" I questioned. He nodded and moved closer to me on the couch.

"Well my parents split up when I was kind of young. I was 6 and my brother was 5. Not long after, my mom remarried and shortly after that, so did my dad. They both went on to have more kids. My mom had two more kids. My stepbrother is your age. His name is Alex and my stepsister's name is Mike's age and her name is Jenifer. And my dad married my stepmom Meredith and they have a son a year younger than you. His name is Carter." He sighed. I was surprised. Usually it took coaxing to get him to spill juicy secrets.

"What's your brother's name?" I pried, taking advantage of his giving mood.

"Levi. He's a year younger than me and he and his girlfriend Emily have two girls, Mallory and Morgan. And I think they have another on the way, Masie, I think. Yeah, but we were really close growing up." He looked at me.

"Thanks for telling me Ezra," Was all I said. He gave me a slight hug and we both went back to wedding planning for a few moments when I got the urge to throw up.

I jolted up and ran to the bathroom and hurled. Ezra was swiftly behind me to hold my hair. When I was finished, I rocked back on my heels and sat on the cool tile floor while Ezra got me a cup of cool water from the tap. I drank it down and looked up at Ezra. He slowly came down to my level and was looking at me with a serious look on his face.

"Aria," he asked solemnly, "are you okay?" I didn't really know the answer to his question.

"Ez," was all I could moan. I felt suddenly overwhelmed. I began crying for no apparent reason. He hugged me and picked me up off of the bathroom floor. I wrapped my legs around him as he walked the short way to his bedroom. He sat me down on the bed. I looked up at him, trying to stop the torrent of tears gushing down my cheeks.

"Why are you crying?" Ezra said, acting like I was a delinquent two-year-old who just stole a toy on the playground.

"Because, last time I threw up, I…" Not wanting to go on for fear of saying something that might come true, I stopped.

"Babe, are you sure? You said you were on the pill," I looked down ashamed.

"I thought I was. You have to understand. I was really busy at the time and I may have forgotten to take it for a month. But the doctor said not to take it if you forgot for more than a week because it would mess you up and just to pick it back up the next month. But then my prescription ran out and I just never got it refilled." I sighed. I was out of breath after saying all of that. There must have been something wrong with me.

"Then why did you say you were on the pill if you technically weren't?" he accused me.

"Because, it should have still been in my system." I defended myself.

"I'm sorry, babe," Ezra said, defeated.

"There's nothing to be sorry for," I said.

"If you were pregnant, how far along would you be?" he asked fearfully. I slowly calculated in my head.

"Three or four months," I meekly said.

"Wow," he sighed. I nodded along with him. "I'll be right back," he said, getting up. Moments later I heard the apartment door click shut. Shit.

Nearly an hour and three positive pregnancy tests, and a very much waterlogged Aria later, I was almost positive that I was pregnant. And I was okay with it. Ezra, on the other hand was a tad nervous.

"We're going to have a baby before we're married, Aria," he stated (again) pacing.

"And? A lot of people do. And I have no problem being pregnant and getting married. We'll just talk to my parents. Let them know what's going on and switch the wedding date." He looked like he was about to fall apart. "Ezra, don't worry about it." He had given up apparently and laid down on the couch as I dialed my mom's number.

"Hello?" Mom answered. She was at some sort of bar. It was loud in the background.

"Hi Mom. Are you home?" I asked.

"No sweetie. I'm at a retirement party." I frowned. It was a Wednesday.

"Okay, whatever. When will you be home?"

"Eleven-ish." She fleetingly said into the phone.

"Be home at eleven," I firmly said into the phone, "I have something I need to talk to you about. And it's important." I hung up and turned to Ezra.

"When will you be due?" he mumbled. I slowly calculated.

"May."

"Aria, what the hell are we going to do?" He was crying.

"We're going to be happy. We're going to be happy because I am eighteen and engaged to you and we are going to get married." I reassured myself.

"Aria," he moaned. He was beating himself up. I hated when he did that. I slowly moved over to where he was now sitting on the couch. I sat down with my legs straddling his so that I was facing him. He looked at me miserably.

"I love you," I silently breathed before I softly pressed my lips to his. I could feel the hesitation and stress but I knew that he would give in. He always did. A few moments later, he was on top of me, his hands running over my body. My phone was ringing, but I ignored. A few moments later, Ezra's machine picked up a message. It was my mother. Jesus Christ, again?

"Hi Ezra and, well, I guess Aria's probably there too, if she's not, hi Ezra. Could you maybe tell Aria that I'm heading home right now if she wanted to talk? And if she's not there well then she's probably at home so, um, yeah. Bye." Ezra and I were both now up and away from each other, both staring at one another.

"Why does that always happen when things get good?" Ezra commented.

"They have lovely timing. I'll call her back." I got off of the couch and took Ezra's phone. My mom immediately picked up and I could hear her in the car, blasting a Taylor Swift song.

"Hey Mom. I am at Ezra's would you mind stopping by his place. We have something we wanted to talk to you about." The line was quiet for a moment.

"Okay, honey. I'll be over in a moment." I gave her directions and hung up with her. I returned to the couch with Ezra. He took my hand and I looked around.

"How and where are we going to put a baby in this apartment, Ezra?" I asked, half joking, half serious, attempting to take his mind off of my mom.

"Well… maybe, after we get married, we could get a house together," he suggested.

"I want to stay here until I have the baby though. Moving while I'm pregnant would be too much of a hassle." He shrugged his shoulders in agreement. There was a knock at the door I popped up and answered it. It was of course, my mom. I put on my uber fake smile and welcomed her in.

"Hi Mom," I said, trying to act calmly. She looked quite confused. "Do you want anything to drink?" I asked, walking her over to the couch and Ezra. She shook her head no as she sat down. I sat down in between her and Ezra and sighed.

"Mom, we want to move the wedding up. Due to certain circumstances, I think you would agree with me." Her eyebrows perked up and she was fully paying attention.

"What 'certain circumstances' are you talking about?" she inquired.

"Well… I'm pregnant and I am due a month before the wedding. And both Ezra and I want to be married before we bring a child into this world." I had never been one to not be nervous about talking to my mom, I knew she would always understand. My mom took a deep breath and exhaled, sighing.

"Aria," she said slowly "you're growing up. And I don't want to admit that. I really don't. Do you, as an adult, as someone who is engaged to a man you love and the father of your," she gulped," baby, think that the wise decision is to move the wedding up?" She was always like this, letting me make the decisions I thought were best for me.

"Yes," I said with a hint of conviction in my voice. My mother nodded, stood up and walked out of the house.

A/N: okay so Aria is pregnant. I know a few of you will be mad and a few of you happy but trust me, I'm going to try and make it unique despite the unoriginal plot. So I need your help with the baby. You have two choices to make for me….

Twins or 1 baby

Boy or Girl

The most popular answers will be what I decide to give Ezra and Aria. I already have names picked out so I don't need help with that…. REVIEW!