I'm so sorry that this is so short! But its kind of a filler chapter, like I said there are big things to come! R+R and tell me what you'd like to see next! Love you guys! :)
Chapter eight
It was small, Aria noticed. It was just one room (excluding the bathroom), with a kitchen space in the corner and a counter to eat on. There was a raised section with a bed on it and more book case filled to the brim. There were so many books, on the floor, on the windowsill. Even with so many imperfections, to Aria, it seemed perfect.
"I totally want to live here!" she squealed, smiling.
"do you like it?" Ezra asked, amused.
"Like it? I love it?"
"thank you..."
Aria took a seat on his sofa. It was greeny brown, suede, and particularly comfy. "I always dreamt about getting a place of my own. I always thought ultra modern and stylish. You know, glass tables and spotlights."
Ezra shot her a confused look. "this place is opposite to all of that... I even have a typewriter!"
Aria glanced at where he was pointing, and sure enough, there was a dusty old typewriter next to an ironing board. She chuckled - that was so Ezra.
"I know, and this is so much better than any of the studio flats I dreamt of..."
"thank you!"
"woah." Aria gasped, looking around, "you have so many books! Have you read them all?"
"probably..." he replied grinning. Aria smiled in return, and walked towards him, so close that there faces were only inches away from each other. "you're such a weirdo..." Aria whispered. Ezra sighed and backed away. "so how are things with your family?"
Aria slumped down on the sofa. "fine.. I mean, its not fine, but, they're fine..."
"I don't-"
"I don't expect you to understand. Everything is so messed up, but at the same time, it's fine."
"I think I understand. Do you want some coffee?" Ezra asked.
"No, thanks, I think I need to go..."
"you could. Stay?"
He sat on the couch next to her, and placed his hand on her knee.
Aria thought about this for a moment. Her head was telling her to go back to Noels party, but she gave in to her heart.
"one coffee!" she said smiling. She smacked her lips to his and they both laughed. Ezra's brows knitted together and he leaned in for another kiss. This time it was more passionate and longer. He pulled away and smiled at her. "you're perfect," he whispered, before meeting Aria's lips once again.
Aria put herself on top of him and twisted her fingers in his dark curly hair. They were lying down on the couch now. Aria pulled away and smiled. She knelt above Ezra for a moment and reached for his hand, then bent back down and kissed his nose.
She was almost off the couch when Ezra moaned "get back down here!"
"behave, Mr Fitz. Where's my coffee?" aria replied in a stern voice.
"I'm the teacher, you're the student, remember?"
"I'm the guest!" Aria replied, twirling her hair with a sexy pout. She jumped up and reached for his hands, pulling him up from the sofa.
Suddenly, nothing else mattered. It was her and Ezra. She forgot about the rest of the world...