Aria's POV
"Aria, calm down. It's going to be okay." Ezra reassured me, planting his free hand on my knee. We were currently driving to Ezra's house in New York. At the start of the journey, I was excited that I would finally be able to meet his family. But now that I will be reaching my destination in less that 5 short minutes, the nervousness was kicking in.
I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. And if Ezra was not gently caressing circles on my knee, I would be shaking with nervousness. I had a billion questions and insecurities dancing in my head. What would happen if Ezra's family hated me? What if I don't get along with them? What if his parents thought I was immature? Do they even know how old I am?
"Do your parents know my age?" I blurted out. I was surprised that this question had not entered my brain on the way towards New York, considering that it would provide a vital piece of information that I desperately need.
"Uhm," Ezra hesitated, nervously running his fingers through his hear before grabbing onto the wheel. I did not need Ezra to reply to know the answer. He hadn't told his parents about me. Obviously he hadn't.
"How are we going to tell them?" I asked, taking a bite of my McChicken Burger. We had stopped at the drive through McDonalds outlet on the way here because our stomachs were grumbling in hunger. It turned out, that Ezra had an addiction to the juicy, unhealthy burger that McDonalds provided and somehow managed to keep it a secret until today.
"Well, I'm not entirely sure. I guess we would have to break it to them when we reach. Or we could wait until the end of the trip." Ezra suggested, taking his eyes back to the road.
"I say we wait until the end of the trip." I replied. "I rather not get kicked out the moment I reach." I joked, even thought I was serious. From what information Ezra had given me about his mother, I guess I could infer that she wasn't the most pleasant woman to people who got on her bad side. And I hoped that I would be as far from the line that crossed me onto her "People Who I Hate" list.
"Aria, my mom isn't going to kick you out! You guys will get along fine!" Ezra reassured me for what seems like the millionth time this evening. However, I still wasn't convinced.
"But what if she does?" I enquired. Shortly before leaving Rosewood, Ezra had put his apartment up for reconstruction. There was some thing wrong with the plumbing in his apartment building, and therefore all the houses were going to spend Christmas in construction. In the case that his mom did kick us out, we would have absolutely no where to go.
"Well, then, you should be happy, because I would take you to a five star hotel." Ezra replied, planting a kiss on my lips. I slung my arms around his neck in an attempt to deepen the kiss. Ezra's tongue traced my lips and his hands were wrapped around my waist.
Suddenly, the honking of a loud car filled the air, causing us to abruptly brake apart and look around. It turned out that there was a car filled with children and an annoyed driver behind us, waiting for us to break our embrace and resume driving the car.
My cheeks turned a bright shade of scarlet and Ezra hastily started the car again, much to the delight of the people behind us.
We drove for a couple minutes and as the GPS stated we were almost at our destination, the knot in my stomach tightened. I was going to finally meet Ezra's parents. I wonder what were they going to think about me. Would they be happy that Ezra has finally found a girlfriend? Or would they ship his relationship with Jackie and despise me?
"We are almost there!" Ezra announced, breaking me out of my chain of thoughts. In a couple of seconds, Ezra's house came into sight. I gasped when I saw the place I would be staying for Christmas vacation. I wan't going to be staying in a house, I would be living in a freaking mansion!
Ezra's house, or should I say mansion, raised to an indescribable hight. It towered over everything else in the neighborhood, including my petite 5 foot figure, as if it's main purpose was to intimidate me. The golden coating of paint was illuminated by the smoldering sun above it, causing me to squint my greenish, hazel eyes. The roof was made out of an unique set of red, triangle bricks. The windows were decorated with a set of royal white curtains, which seemed to have cost billions of dollars. A loud gasp escaped my delicate lips once again, as I realized this was where I would be staying for the rest of my vacation.
"Is that your house?" I asked once again as the car came to a halt. I knew this was Ezra's house because he had stopped the car right next to it, but it would not hurt to be sure.
"Surprising isn't it?" Ezra asked. I could barely manage a nod. Ezra opened the door of the car for me as usual, causing me to get a better look at the enormous house.
I gaped at the manicured lawn that lay in front of the wooden door. There were a set of lilies, poppy's, roses, and a billion other flowers I could not identify. A rocking chair was placed at the far end, perfect for re reading To Kill A Mockingbird.
"Ezra, you never told me your family was...rich!" I exclaimed, when I was finally done inspecting his mansion.
Ezra nodded sheepishly, but before he had time to say anything, the front door bursted open to reveal a boy a little older than me.
"Hey!" He said excitedly. "I'm Wesley!" He introduced. Wesley had curly brunette hair, identical to Ezra's. However, his eyes were a piercing shade of green, that went well with his tanned body.
"It's nice to meet you!" I smiled politely. "I'm Aria."
"I know. Your really sexy!" He added, causing me a blush in surprise. Why was he calling me sexy? He was Ezra's brother, right?
"Dude!" Ezra yelled, taking me by surprise. "She's my girlfriend! Don't talk to her like that!" Ezra's fist were curled, ready to strike a punch. He was so angry, you could almost see flames streaming out of his ears.
"Chill out man! I'm just calling her sexy!" Wesley defended. And if Ezra's mom did not just burst through the door, Ezra would have beaten Wesley up.
"Hello!" I smiled politely. However, instead of returning me the smile, I was shot the nastiest glare I had ever set my eyes upon.
"Guess what happened? I just got a phone call from your mother!" Dianne spat, turning towards me. Oh crap! What had my mother told her?
"She told me you are only 17 years old!" Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap! She knows how old I am! Oh crap!
"Uh mom. I can explain. It's not what you think it is." Ezra defended.
Dianne glared at us for a moment then spoke once a again. "Get in!" She gestured towards the door. "We need to talk!"
Ezra and I nervously dawdled into the house, not prepared for what the evening would bring us.
Authors Note- Second chapter done! Thank you so much for the reviews! They mean a lot to me! I won't be updating for a while because my school is taking me for a trip to Indonesia. So excited! But I will try to update the second I come back home. Please review and tell me what you think!