It seemed to be the longest night of both Aria's and Ezra's life. Thankfully, Ezra had managed to doze off after a while, but Aria on the other hand just couldn't switch off. After an agonising seven hours of listening to him cry, it was the only noise that filled her head when she was to close her eyes for even a second. Truth be told, Aria was exhausted. She just couldn't sleep though.
It soon began to get light outside, and due to it being summer that meant it must of been around 6am. With a small sigh of frustration, Aria tried to pry herself away from Ezra, who for the past few hours had been clung to her shirt. But obviously Ezra had other ideas, because the moment she tried to remove his arms from around her waist he only tightened them, and pulled her body closer to his.
"Keep still." Ezra muttered lazily into the shirt, turning onto his side with his eyes still closed tightly.
"I need to use the bathroom." She sighed melodramatically, emitting a slight giggle at his appearance. It was obvious that he had been crying, you could tell by the shade of red that overtook his pale complexion.
"Keep still."
Aria didn't bother answering him back, mostly because she didn't have any time to before he was back asleep once more. She suddenly felt the urge to tell him about the incident between her and Wes a few months ago.
~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~
Ezra had been away for a while, sorting out whatever he had to. Whilst he was gone, Aria had been living in his apartment. Sleeping in his clothes, checking his emails, keeping his apartment tidy. Of course Ezra didn't know this, but what was the harm?
It was about four days in that she met Wesley, and they had bonded instantly.
They were currently sat in Ezra's apartment, watching some kind of action film.
Aria was slightly jumpy with all of the guns and loud noises, but Wesley on the other hand was constantly laughing.
"Will you be quiet? I'm trying to watch the movie and all I can hear is you laughing like a maniac!" Aria said sternly, shoving the boys shoulder. This only caused him to laugh louder, just to tease her.
"Oh shush! It's funny!"
"People are being shot, Wes. Hardly a comedy film."
"I picked the movie tonight."
"It's so boring though..." Aria groaned, pointing at the screen. "And the storyline is terrible."
"You don't have to stay and watch it." Wesley replied simply, shrugging his shoulders.
"It was your turn to pick the movie. It was only fair."
"You know where the door is."
"I live here."
"No. My brother lives here. You, on the other hand do not. You live with your parents, who I'm sure aren't overwhelmed about their daughter dating her English teacher."
Aria narrowed her eyes at Wesley, his blank expression telling her that he was no longer joking.
"What's your problem? I was messing around." Aria snapped, folding her arms over her chest.
"I'm just simply stating a fact. Tell me, how does it feel knowing that you'll always get A's?" Wes sneered.
"You should leave. Right now." Aria had barely slept these past few days, the last thing she needed was an argument with Ezra's brother that'd put her in a worse place with him. Wesley obviously didn't think that was the best idea, because soon his hand was resting upon her bare leg, rubbing his fingertips along her thigh. Suddenly Aria regretted wearing a short dress.
With a shaky intake of breath, Aria made an attempt to push his hand away, but nothing seemed to work. She was too weak for his strong grip and then that was it, his lips were on hers.
"Stop." Aria managed to whisper as she shoved at his chest, trying to push him away. Wesley moved to grip her hands, holding them so tightly that if he continued to hold on, the bone was sure to break. "Let go of me" Aria hissed through gritted teeth, her stomach turning at his actions.
Even with all of this -A business going on, Aria had never been so terrified in her life. Her entire body was trembling as he pushed her down to lay flat on the couch of the apartment, beginning to kiss along her neck as his grip tightened. She was trapped under him, and she wanted nothing more than for her boyfriend to be here to protect her at that moment. To storm through the door and ho her, but Ezra wasn't here. And Aria was alone to face this.

~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~
No. She would definitely not tell him. She had dealt with it alone, there was no point in dragging Ezra into it. Not this late on. Especially now. It had been weeks since Aria had thought of it, trust it to be now that she would remember.
"Aria?" Ezra asked again, this time a little louder.
She snapped out of her thoughts, glancing down at the dozy figure in her arms. "Hmm?"
"I asked if you're okay?"
"Yep. What about you? Feeling better?" With a forced smile, Aria leant down to brush her lips to Ezra's, being rewarded with the smile she'd waited for hours to see on Ezra's face. It wasn't much, just a twitch at the ends of his lips, but it was something.
"If you're asking if I'm done crying, then I think so." He emitted a small laugh, his eyes moving to scan the room. In his mind, Ezra knew he wasn't done quite yet, but he'd wait until Aria was to go home until he began again. Not that he wanted her to leave, he needed her more than ever right now. "Do you have to leave me today?" It was the look of desperation in his eyes that killed Aria inside.

"Not if you don't want me to. I'll call my mom, ask her to drop me some things off. She should understand." If Aria was to call her Dad, he'd definitely say flat out /No/. Her mom, on the other hand was more understanding, and would give her a little longer. "Hungry?" Aria sat up in the bed, causing Ezra to push his lips out in a childish pout.
"I don't want to eat anything. I want to stay here, with you. You didn't sleep last night."
"You shouldn't be worrying about me, Ezra. I'm fine." With a roll of his eyes, Ezra shuffled under the covers, moving aside to so Aria could get in beside him. Of course, she didn't refuse and slipped in beside him, her arm draping over his waist as she shuffled into his chest.
"No talking, no moving, nothing." He ordered, slipping his arms around her, muttering his last words into her hair. "Thank you, for last night."

"You said no talking. Shut up."