So I wasn't exactly going to update this, but I found I wrote a few more chapters, and after the lovely review by i just had to post them:) her we go!
Chapter nine
Aria practically skipped down the hall to Ezra's apartment. She knocked, smiling. She'd come back to find her phone - she was positive she left it there last night. The door swung open to reveal Ezra, a slightly pained look on his face. He held Aria's phone loosely in his right hand.
"You found it!" Aria replied with a grin.
"yeah. You've got it," Ezra snapped, "now go."
Aria shot him a puzzled look. "what?" she asked with a tone of worry.
"Was this all some kind of joke! Do you think I'm stupid! Well you got me Aria! You got me good!"
"Ezra...
"Don't pretend like you don't know what's going on, Aria!" he practically screamed.
"Ezra, I honestly don't know what you're on about..."
"I'm not just some boy, Aria! You can't just play me around!" he cried, slamming his fist against the wall.
"Ezra! Calm down." Aria replied, placing her hand on his wrist.
"Don't." he breathed, staring at her hand upon his wrist. Yet he kept his palms flat against the wall.
"please," Aria whispered quietly, "just tell me what happened. What have I done?"
He shot back from the wall, shaking Aria off his wrist. "Do you expect me to give in to your little innocent act! It's not going to happen, Aria."
At that moment, her phone buzzed.
"HA!" Ezra snorted. Aria peeked down at the text. It read:
That's some parent teacher conference extra credit! You go girl! - A
The stalker!
Aria froze. "Ezra, no, you don't understand..."
"I'm pretty sure I do! I was the runt of your stupid little game. Happy? Now go!"
"Ezra! I didn't tell anyone anything."
"Aria, I thought you were more than a schoolgirl. I was wrong, wasn't I."
"This is all so silly! Ezra, please, come over here!"
He shook his head bitterly.
"I don't know who sent that, Ezra, I really don't!"
"Then how did they know!" he said with heavy sarcasm. It wasn't a question - it was a statement.
Aria walked forward a placed her hand on his cheek. He paused for a moment, but gently removed it with his own.
"It's over Aria," he said, a lump in his throat. Aria felt warm tears prickling in her eyes.
"I really like you..." she argued feebly, the tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Just go" he pleaded, "please, just leave." His voice was desperate and sad. Aria nodded.
"I thought you were different too. I thought you were sensitive. I thought you were trusting. I was wrong as well."
With that, she slowly walked out to the corridor, breathing heavily. She whipped out her phone and dialled Emily's number.
Emily answered after 3 tones.
"hello?" she said.
"Em. Are you free? I've really screwed up."