Sorry this took so long, but to see the Ezria clip from the last chapter, go to iTunes, search "Pretty Little Liars Season 2" and then there is a clip that says, "Secrets Revealed: The Men of Rosewood." It should be the third one that comes up and the scene where he's kind of pulling her onto his lap is at 25 seconds. Isn't it great? :)

The next day, Ezra was invited over to my house for dinner with my family and to discuss future plans once again.

"So what are we going to say about me leaving school?" I asked my mom, as I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. I sat down at the table and watched my mom scurry around the kitchen getting dinner ready.

"Byron and I called the school while you were out with Ezra yesterday." Ella replied, as she pulled a pan of potatoes out of the oven.

"And?" I unscrewed the cap from my water bottle and took a sip. "What did you tell them?" I asked, as I got up from my chair and took the potatoes from Ella's hands to set them on the table.

"That you were having some problems going on at school, and that we wanted to homeschool you for a few months. Since today's Friday, we'll have a few days to get everything ready for your first day." She shrugged, as she placed some plates onto the table.

"Oh." I said, shocked. "Why didn't you tell them that I'm… pregnant?" I asked, surprised.

"Did you want me to?" She furrowed her brows in confusion.

"Uh, no." I replied, startled. "I just… thought you were going to."

"No, honey. You didn't tell me to, so I didn't." She gave me a small smile.

I guess my mom had my back a little bit more than I thought she did. I shrugged, as I left the kitchen, in search for Ezra, my dad, and Mike.

Dinner had been an interesting affair, with my father and Ezra conversing about Hollis and the classes that they were teaching, Mike trying to watch the football game that was on the TV in the living room, and my mom and I discussing plans about homeschooling.

"So, if you're going to be moving in with Ezra, when he goes to work, you can come over here to start your school day. If he still wants to teach you English, then when he gets back home from Hollis, you can have that class." She contemplated.

"That's fine." I nodded.

"Byron, should we tell them now?" Ella turned to Byron with an excited look on her face.

"About that thing?" He asked Ella, as Ezra and I exchanged a confused look with each other.

She nodded happily.

"What's… going on?" I asked slowly.

Mike had diverted his attention away from the TV and was now watching Ezra and I with a smile on his face.

"Your father and I have been talking a lot about it, and Ezra you better not refuse."

"Refuse what?" He watched my parents with a fearful look on his face.

"We've talked about it, and since Ezra's the only one with a job in your soon-to-be family, we-"

"Mom, I have money." I reminded her.

"We don't want you spending that. Save that for when you need it. And don't interrupt." Byron said.

"Sorry." I said quickly.

"We want to buy you guys a house." Ella triumphantly declared.

Ezra and I both gasped at the same time.

"W-what?" Ezra and I stuttered at the same time.

"You heard 'em." Mike replied, before shoving a forkful of chicken into his mouth.

"Why not? Although I've never seen your apartment Ezra, I can't imagine that it's big enough for you, Aria, and the baby. Besides," She chuckled. "Aria's shoe collection would probably end up taking up all the space in your bedroom, living room, and then some."

"Mom." I wined. "I don't have that many shoes." I folded my arms across my chest as I defended myself.

"Honey," My mom addressed me. "You have more pairs than your father, Mike, and I, put together. "

I slumped back down into my chair in defeat, as the rest of my family started laughing.

…PLL…

"I see what your mother meant about your shoes." Ezra chuckled, as he slid open the doors of my closet with a look of disbelief on his face, eyeing my huge shoe collection.

"Do you wear these?" He started laughing as bent down to pick up a pair of short blue boots that I had bought last year.

I walked over to the closet and snatched them out of his hands.

"Yes, I do, actually! I bought these with Hanna!" I smiled, as I placed them back inside my closet, next to a pair of black stilettos.

I turned away from my closet to see my mom leaning against the doorpost opposing the door hinge, with a content look on her face.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked her.

"About a minute. Seeing you two together, you can't even tell that there's a big age difference between you two. Ezra acts just like a teenager around you." She laughed.

Ezra smiled sheepishly at her comment.

"Here's some boxes, you can start packing up your room." Ella handed me a few folded up packing boxes and a roll of duct tape, before leaving my room.

I looked around my room and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Ezra asked, as he walked out of my walk-in closet.

"This… is going to be a long process." I laughed, as I climbed onto my bed and started pulling the books off of my bookshelf and onto my bed. Once all the books had been taken off the shelf, I folded up a box to put them into.

"Do I really need all of these?" I muttered to myself.

"No you don't," Ezra said, coming up behind me, "because I own almost all of those."

"True." I laughed, before omitting all the books Ezra already owned from the pile. When I was done, the only books that remained were the preppy, drama filled books that I occasionally read, much too girly for Ezra's taste. I neatly organized all the books into a box, making sure that every inch of the box was filled with something.

"Ezra, can you hand me the tape? It's on top of my bed." I asked, putting the last book into the heavy box.

Ezra tossed the duct tape over to me. I held down the flaps of the box and sealed it shut. Grabbing the sharpie on the floor, I marked it, "Reading Books" before placing it out into the hallway.

"One box down, sixteen hundred to go." I clapped my hands together, and looked around my room once again, realizing that the days I would be sleeping in this room were currently numbered. However, I was amazed by the fact that I was not sad about it. It probably had something to do with the fact that instead of waking up in this room, I'd be waking up next to the love of my life.

I closed the door to my bedroom as Ezra started putting all the office supplies, notebooks, and other odds and ends, from my desk into a box.

Eager to change out of my clothes, I pulled my dress off, revealing my underwear and bra-clad body. I grabbed a pair of Nike running shorts and slid them on.

As I caught a glimpse of myself in my floor length mirror by my closet, I let out a loud groan.

"Ugh. I'm getting fat." I examined my torso in the mirror. Although my stomach was still mostly flat, there was definitely a small bump, which could only be seen from a certain angle.

"Aria, you've gained like one pound, at the most, since you got pregnant."

I watched Ezra through my mirror as he laughed and stood up. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder.

"That doesn't mean that I haven't gotten fat." I replied, placing a hand over my stomach.

"We're a cute couple." He said, ignoring my comment.

"Mhmm, I'm not sure if everyone else would think so." I admitted.

"Sadly..." He agreed with a sigh.

"How come if you were 40 and I was 32, no one would care about us or look twice if they saw us?" I complained, turning in his arms so that I faced him.

"I don't want to imagine myself being 40 for a long time, Aria. Please don't make me start now." He begged me.

I laughed, before leaning towards him to give him a peck on the lips. As he felt me about to pull away, he kissed me harder and tightened his hold around my waist, not letting me go. I smiled against his lips, but I knew that if we didn't stop now, we'd never finish packing.

"Mhmm, we need to finish." I whispered against his lips.

Reluctantly, he loosened his grip on me, just enough for me to escape from his hold.

"Aria?" He asked, hesitantly.

"Yeah?" I turned back to him as I pulled a t-shirt over my head.

"Have you… gotten any more texts from that A person?" He asked cautiously.

I shook my head.

"You'll tell me when you do get any more, right?" He asked me desperately.

"As long as you tell me if A ever sends you any texts." I replied. "And she.. or he better not." I hissed.

"Just tell me, Ezra, what idiot would dedicate every minute of their life, to stalking four teenage girls?" I asked Ezra with a frustrated tone, as I threw my hands into the air.

"Some idiot who needs to get a life." I said, answering my own question before Ezra even had a chance to.

"And you have absolutely no idea who this person is?" Ezra sat down on my bed and motioned for me to come over.

"No." I shook my head, as I crawled onto my bed settling myself into his arms. He wrapped his arms around my waist and settled his hands protectively on my stomach.

"We'll find out who it is. And I promise I'll kill them for what they've been doing to you." He muttered, before pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"Ezra?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Hm?"

"Do me a favor, and don't kill anyone." I gave him a small smile, before settling back into his arms.

So this was mostly just a filler chapter, and I originally had a completely different ending planned for this, filled with drama, but I decided to be nice and make them have a happy ending at the end of this chapter instead. Hope you liked it, let me know what you thought and please review!