A/N OMG! I hope all of you saw tonight's episode! (season 1 episode 10 keep your friends close) And just FYI I so wish I could skip to this week's episode and write it out right now! But I can't so you're just going to have to bear with me. You'll be able to relive the whole season up until the new episodes start. Hopefully this can help you feel like Pretty Little Liars was never gone! And I'm going to keep posting on my other stories too, so hang in there, we're all bearing this together! And everyone, please let me know what you thought of tonight's episode, 'cause honestly, I'm still processing it. I'm lost!
And another important note: Go back and read chapter one again because its changed. I finally realized that Ezra wasn't saying Are you twenty-six? He said E-26, the title of the love poem he later wrote for Aria, but never told her about. So that changes a good portion of chapter one for Ezra, but reread Aria's too. So go back and read it!
Thoughts That Count
Episode 1 Part 3
Ezra
I sat in my room that afternoon, grading papers, doing anything to keep my mind off of it, of her. Then turning my head to the side, I saw her standing outside my door. I turned my head up to look at her as she walked in. I knew we needed to talk, and the time was now, "You told me you went to Hollis," I said, trying to understand why she would lie.
"No. No, I said I was thinking about majoring in English," She said walking closely to stand by my desk, "And that's true!"
"Look, I think you're amazing, Aria," I said moving my hand to the corner of my desk to gesture my solidarity, "When I first met you I thought, Who is this girl?" I smiled slightly.
The corners of her lips twitched up and she bit her lip stepping forward to put her hand on mine. It felt warm, and small and light. I was uncomfortable with how good it felt to have her hand on mine, "I'm still that girl. Okay? Nothing's changed!" She pleaded with assurance.
"Yes, yes it has. I'm your teacher," I replied, looking up to meet her eyes, reading everything I saw there. The determination, the hope. I couldn't let myself be consumed by it.
"I know its not just me. K? You-you feel like this is right for us too," She was making it impossible to deny her. I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
"But its not right," I said, and I slid my hand out from under hers, standing to break the connection between our eyes, "We just can't," I walked out of the room leaving her behind…