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WE DO NOT OWN ANYTHING

I Do- Colbie Caillat

I was sitting on my brown chair, when I saw it. My diary was lying under my bed. I hadn't written, or even opened for that matter, the diary in months. It was a leather-bound book that my father had gotten me before we left for Iceland. I wrote everything in it. There were poems, stories, diaries entries, and lists. It was like my life story. I picked up the book that held my life and opened up to a fresh page.

Dear Diary,

I haven't written in you for a long time. It's been eight months and twenty-one days to be exact. I've changed a lot during those eight months and twenty-one days. Remember when I never wanted a relationship? It was always about me, myself, and I. Love would never last for me. I was independent and didn't need a guy to be happy.

Noel Kahn was Rosewood's heartbreaker. I had a huge crush on him. The end of junior year, when I got back from Iceland, he asked me out. We went on a few dates, like to the movies and out to dinner. I mean, I sort of liked it, but relationships to me were just a waste of time. It felt empty. Like I was empty. I felt like I was looking at the date from the outside and like the person I was looking at wasn't even me. I could never be someone's other half. I couldn't imagine myself waking up in the morning to Noel Kahn. Or anybody for that matter! I couldn't imagine making dinner for some guy. I just couldn't see myself being a Mrs.

That was until I met him. Him, as in the one guy I actually ever fell in love with and will ever be in love with. He has dark brown curly hair, and the most beautiful ice blue eyes I have ever seen. I could just stare at him all day. His boyish smile makes me melt and when he says my name, I feel light headed and dizzy. There's one problem in our relationship; he's older. Like much older. I mean, the age doesn't matter, I'm 17 and of legal consent in Pennsylvania, and he's 23. Six years doesn't matter to me or to him. We are in love and that's not going to stop us.

The reason being older is a problem is because he is my AP English teacher. I didn't fall in love with my English teacher on purpose! I didn't even know he was my teacher when we met! We don't even act in love in school; okay, well that's a lie. We do share looks in secrecy and I stay after class sometimes, but being with him doesn't affect my grades, is my point. I have never gotten special treatment because he's my boyfriend.

Yeah, most people would say that we're gross, and that he's a pedophile. He's not. We haven't been intimate and he's not rushing me into it. In fact, he told me he wouldn't do that with me until I was of legal age and out of high school. After that he said when I want to, we'll do it. Until then, we're fine with just being together, basking in each other's love. I absolutely love Ezra Fitz. I'd give up anything for him.

Ezra's calling! I'll be back!

~Aria

I picked up my cell phone after closing my diary.

"Hey," I said into the phone.

"Aria?" asked his sexy, perfect voice. I smiled. He was the thing I couldn't live without. Before, it would be oh, I don't need you or maybe I need you a little. Now, with Ezra, I needed him now, forever, and always.

"Can you, uh, can you come over?" I smiled.

He knew that I would be over there every second of every day if I could.

"Uh, actually…I can. How about half an hour from now?" I said, looking at the clock above my door.

"That sounds amazing. I can wait until you're here…" he trailed off.

"Me either," I heard him chuckle. "My mom's coming. See you soon. I love you."

After five minutes of interrogation from my mother, I finally escaped the house, claiming that I would be studying at Spencer's. I decided to send Spence a text, so incase my mom called she'd know to cover for me.

Hey, I'm off to Ezra's. My mom thinks I'm with you studying. ~Aria

That sounded good, I clicked send.

Have fun with Fitz! I'll cover. ~Spencer

I slid my phone into my purse and walked off into town. I always took the long way to Ezra's. If I had walked right there, someone could have followed or seen me. Another good thing about the long way to Ezra's was that I got to see so much scenery. Rosewood is a really nice looking town, with really good-looking people, but most of those good-looking people were backstabbers. Rumors spread like wildfire and no one could really be trusted.

Finally I got to Ezra's apartment building. I walked in, up the stairs, and knocked on the dark green door of 3B. When Ezra opened up, I walked right in. I sat my purse on the desk and slid off my jacket. Once that was disposed on the chair, I walked over to Ezra who was sitting on the couch. His brown curly locks were falling all over the place, and I loved that about him. I plopped down beside him and pulled his head close to mine. "I love you," I whispered before my lips plunged into his.

Our tongues moved into territory we knew so well. My hands went into his hair and his hands were moving the perimeter of my back. I wanted this to be my life. I wanted to wake up and just be in his arms forever and always. He makes me want to say I do. We left the embrace and he gave me a smile. "Have you…" he trailed off. It seemed like he didn't want to know the answer to the question he was planning on asking.

"Have I what?" I giggled. I wanted to know what Ezra was thinking. We were both something that people called, closed books. They could never tell what we were thinking by our facial expressions.

"Have you ever thought about going back?" he asked quickly. I thought about this for a second, what did he mean by going back? Like to the day we met and never meeting?

"Like going back to the bar that first day, but never talking?" I asked, still bewildered by his question.

"Yeah…" he seemed a little scared of my answer.

"I'd never go back if I'd have the chance," I replied.

He smiled. "Me either…but I wonder sometimes…"

I playfully punched him against his shoulder. "Ezra James Fitz! You want me to tell you a secret?" I asked, knowing what his answer would be.

"Aria Marie Montgomery! Yes I want to know a secret!" He gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"Before you…my love like was either maybe yes or maybe no. I was never ready for a relationship. I wasn't ready to settle down. Sure, I had some fun, but I never felt what I feel with you, right here right now. Ezra Fitz, you make me want to say I do… forever." I closed my eyes and imagined myself walking down the aisle, with Ezra waiting at the end. "Ezra… it's very early, but I feel like there's nothing we can't do! What more could I want? You make me want to say, we a family, a house, a family. Can we please be a family? I can't live without us, I won't let us go. Look at all we've gotten through. You make me want to say, I do… I love you."

Ezra reached over to my face and we kissed. A kiss, with more passion then I've ever experienced. "Of course we can say I do!"

"Let's elope! Common, it's Friday and we have off until Monday. Let's fly to Vegas! Let's elope! Please Ezra, I want to be Mrs. Fitz, now and forever. I want to wake up to you every morning, I want to cook in your kitchen, I want to be a family."

He was hesitant at first, but that disappeared quickly when he grabbed my hand and said, let's go!"

-One Year Later-

Dear Diary,

It's been one year since Ezra and I eloped. I'm nineteen, and I'm happily married to my soul mate. After telling my parents six months ago, a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. I graduated two months ago, and now Ezra and I can be the grossly happy married couple we are. I moved in with Ezra today. In this tiny apartment, I feel safe and at ease. We have too many memories in this apartment, and I could never let 3B go.

The best news of all…I'M PREGNANT! WITH TWINS! As of today I am six weeks pregnant with little Juliet and Rosalie. Ezra and I are finally going to be a family. I thought I had to put it down on paper, to document the official news. Nobody except the girls knows at the moment, and tonight…we're telling my parents. Wish us luck!

Ezra's home, I gotta go!

~Aria