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WE DO NOT OWN ANYTHING

Speak Now- Taylor Swift

I am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion, but he is not the kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl. It's been five years since Ezra and I broke up and every day I regret that decision. Every single hour of every single day, I think about him. It breaks my heart that he has moved on and I am stuck in the past. Sometimes, I pretend that he's here, right next to me. I guess he has the right idea though, even if he did get back with the one woman he swore to me he never truly loved. He got back with the one and only, Miss Jackie Molina. And now he's marrying her!

When I first heard this, I though they were lying to me. I never thought he'd go back to Jackie, I never thought that, even for a moment. I snuck in and saw Hardy talking to his parents, while Hanna glanced sideways at me as to say the coast is clear. Hanna has been dating Hardy for three years. She made sure I was okay with it before it got serious. She seemed seriously happy with him so I told her it was fine as long as she didn't tell me anything about Ezra's life. I didn't want to know that he was happy, while I was miserable. I couldn't bear to take that information in. She agreed, until she found out he was engaged. Then she insisted on telling me. It just about shattered my heart, but I'm so glad she told me. It made me realize I needed to do something or I would lose him forever. Without knowing that, I probably would've waited for a man who would never come. Unfortunately, that particular epiphany came this morning.

Across the room I see her snotty little family all dressed in pastels. They are all silent with scowls on their faces. No one was talking to Ezra's warm and inviting family, who was on the other side of the room hugging and chatting with each other. I can hear her yelling at a bridesmaid somewhere back inside a room wearing a gown shaped like a pastry. From what I could gather, the bridesmaid had tripped in her five-inch heels. "Jackie! I'm sorry! We can barely walk in these things!" the poor bridesmaid had whimpered. I felt bad for her. I mean, who would really want to be a bridesmaid, let alone a friend with that worthless bitch.

Five inch heels? I thought. The only person down for that would be Hanna. I laughed, but then remembered that I needed to be quiet.

"Not my problem," Jackie said back coldly.

This is surely not what he thought it would be. He would never go for the bridezilla type. Suddenly I lost myself in a daydream where I stood and said, "Don't say 'yes', runaway now. I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door. Don't wait or a say a single vow. You need to hear me out and they said 'Speak now'." I am shaken from the appealing daydream by a tired looking bridesmaid asking everyone to take a seat. The wedding would be starting shortly. I linger in the back to avoid being spotted. Fond gestures are exchanged as people take their seats. I fail at hiding because Hardy spots me.

"What are you doing here? You weren't invited, specifically by Jackie! Does Hanna know you're here?" he asks in hushed tones, not wanting to attract attention from the people sitting in pews.

"Hardy, yes she knows. I'm here to see Ezra." I sincerely hoped that he would understand. I loved Ezra, I always had, I always would. He seems a bit torn as to whether or not to expose me, but finally says, "Okay, I'm doing this for Ezra. I never liked Jackie. Stay in the back out of sight."

He points to the curtain in the back. Thank god! I wanted to hug him, right then and there, but that would cause too much attention. "Thank you!" I said in gratitude.

I went to hide behind a curtain when Hardy turned back to me and said, "Aria? He never stopped thinking about you." That made my heart melt. I quickly jumped behind the curtain as the organ started to play a song that sounded like a death march. She floated down the isle like a pageant queen. I know you wish it was me. You wish it was me, don't you? I went back to my daydream where I would stand and say, "Don't say 'Yes', runaway now. I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door. Don't wait or a say a single vow. You need to hear me out and they said 'Speak now'. Don't say 'Yes', runaway now. I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door. Don't wait or a say a single vow. Your time is running out and they said 'Speak now'." I am shaken awake once again by the preacher saying, "Speak now or forever hold your peace."

There's a silence. There's my last chance. I walked out with shaking hands, all eyes on me. I get horrified looks from everyone in the room, but I'm only looking at him. I see you see me, too.

"I am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion, but you are not the kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl. Don't say 'Yes', runaway now. I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door. Don't wait or a say a single vow. You need to hear me out and they said 'Speak now'."

I see his eyes are torn. At first, it worried me. Then I saw that they were not torn with whom he loves, but torn with what's the right thing to do. We both know who we love; each other.

Finally he says, "I'm sorry Jackie, but I can't marry you." People in the room gasp, and Jackie has a sickly sweet smile on her face like she was trying not to explode.

"Ezra," she said forcibly calm, "I am giving you one chance, to take that back." It sounded more like a threat then a chance.

I knew what his answer would be, so I prepared for the worst. Jackie's family would come after us, if they were anything like her.

"I'm sorry. I don't love you," he said before walking over to me and kissing me, with all the passion we had bottled up for five years.

When we parted he said, "Let's run away now. I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux, at the back door. Baby, I didn't say my vows. I'm so glad you were around when they said 'Speak now'." Ezra and I ran out of the church and parted at the doors. He went to a back room and changed while I went to our meeting spot. Waiting for me was Jackie.

"Listen you little bitch. Ezra is mine. He chose me!" she yelled, "You were, and still are, a worthless schoolgirl crush that Ezra fooled around with years ago. You need to understand that he doesn't love you, he never did. So you need to back off." She raised her hand to slap me when I heard Ezra yell behind me.

"Actually, if memory serves, I chose Aria!" he said grabbing her arm so she couldn't hit me. He forced it aside and took my hand. We turned and started to run as fast as our legs could carry us.

"Did you bring a car? All I have is the limo," he asked. I nodded. "Absolutely." I grabbed his hand and led him down a narrow path, where I had parked my car. He helped me into the passenger seat, and he then fixed himself in the driver's seat. We drove away to his condo and finally found ourselves free of all evil exes and of society. Ezra and Aria, just the two of us. We were free to be anyone we wanted, to go anywhere, to do anything. The days of hiding, sneaking, and just glancing were over. We could just be together, and not care what anybody would think. We were plain and simple, Ezra and Aria, lovers 'till the end. Nobody could change that.

"Aria, I never stopped thing about you. I thought Jackie could make me happy, but she couldn't." He pushed his lips to mine. "Nobody could make me feel the way you do. Next time I'm at a chapel in a tux, it'll be for our wedding."