The ringing of the phone sounded the apartment, causing Aria to stir recklessly in her sleep.

They had not said a work about Wesley in the last few days, or about anything else that'd make Ezra lose it. Neither knew what day it was, or how long it was until both were due back at Rosewood, even though Aria was only in for revision lessons, but nonetheless, neither cared, they were focused in the moment, in each other.

It had to have been the third time that the phone rang, but Aria or Ezra hasn't made any attempt to move from their comfortable position in the bed.

"Turn it off." Aria muttered sleepily, her words coming out as mush.

"You turn it off, you're closest." Ezra argued back, turning to face to wall so he could show that he wasn't moving at all, he was standing his ground.

"Asshole." Was all Ezra got as a reply as she pushed the covers from the bed, and raised to her feet, slowly trudging towards the phone to scoop it up just in time.

It was Ezra's phone ringing, over and over again.

"Hello?" Aria said with a yawn, glancing around the small apartment in search of a clock. She spotted one on the back wall, saying it was just past nine.

"Who's this?" The caller questioned rather urgently. Whoever was calling at this time better have had a good explanation.

"This is Aria."

"Ah, yes. Aria. It's Diane, Ezra's mother." Aria went silent for a moment, frantically trying to get Ezra's attention by waving her hands around. Obviously he had fallen back asleep rather quickly, and just laid there unphased. "Hello, Aria? Could you put Ezra on the phone? I have some important news regarding Wesley." Things didn't seem to be getting much better with this conversation. Aria wondered whether it would be a good idea to put Ezra on the phone, she couldn't risk him being the way he was a few days ago.

"Hold on one second." She quickly walked towards Ezra, covering the phone so Diane couldn't hear. "Ezra, wake up!" With a grunt, Ezra only buried himself further under the covers.

"Sleeping. Shh." Ezra hissed, as Aria began pushing on his shoulder.

"Ezra it's your mother!"

That made Ezra shoot up from the bed, shaking a finger furiously at Aria as he did so.

"I don't want to talk to her. Tell her I'm out, or I'm dead or something." Aria shot Ezra a glare at his last comment, slapping his arm to receive a small since from the 25 year old.

"Take the phone."

"No! You speak to her!" Ezra put on his charming smile, before jutting out his bottom lip. "Please?"

"Actually, Ezra's sleeping right now, so he can't come to the phone. How about I pass on the message"

"I was really hoping to talk to him, actually. I recently had a letter through, about Wes." For the first time, Aria felt sorry for the woman. She had just lost her son, the only one she had left. It must've been hard.

"I'll break the news to him once he's woken up after a good nights sleep. Maybe then Ezra won't be as emotional." She was proud of her lie, she could say that. By now Ezra had managed to drag a reluctant Aria to sit on his stomach, watching her expressions carefully. Ezra knew that he couldn't pretend to be upset, he wanted to tell everyone about what Wes had done.

"Oh, of course. I'm terribly sorry for keeping him in the dark about this, I've just been trying to get my head around it all if I'm honest. I thought I'd put Ezra's mind at rest. How is he holding out?"

Aria had two options here; Tell the truth, and explain everything, or lie. Obviously, she chose the latter.

"He's broken, if I'm honest. He seems to have lightened up a little as time has past but you can really see how much Ezra loved Wesley." This got a raised eyebrow from Ezra, as he tried to hold in his laughter. Of course Aria would pity the woman and make up a sob story about how cut up he was. She began tracing patterns along her boyfriends chest, sending shivers through his body.

"Oh, the poor boy. I'm sure he's desperate to lay this all to rest."

"You could say that."

"Anyway. Back to the synopsis. As you may have heard Wesley had gone away with some friends, for a weekend. It wasn't until the Tuesday that I realised something was wrong and called the police." Aria could hear Diane's voice breaking on the other end of the phone, as she tried her absolute hardest not to cry. "We sent out searches for him, only to find him dead in the cabin. The police put it down to suffocation."

"Wesley was murdered?" Aria spluttered, her hands freezing on Ezra's chest. Ezra's smile wiped from his face in an instant, seriousness crossing his face.

"I.. I think so. Listen, I need to go. But it would be spectacular if you could be at Wes' funeral. Ezra could say a little something. Two days from now, the 7th."

"We'll definitely be there, Diane. I'll pass on the message to Ezra and have him call you." With that the line went dead, and Aria threw it down beside Ezra.

"Did you just agree to what I think you did?" Ezra sighed, resting his hands on his girlfriends thighs.

"Well if you're referring to Wesley's funeral, then yes. We're paying our respects."

"No. I'm not going." How could Aria be so foolish? Pay respect to the guy- correction, the little boy who couldn't keep his hands away from his girlfriend.

"Yes. You are going, you're going to show your mother how upset you are."

"If only I was upset. I refuse to go." Aria raised a brow, running through his many weaknesses in her head that could be used against him. And then one hit her, she could use her position on his stomach to her advantage.

"Please..." Aria whispered softly, dragging herself back to brush against the bulge beneath his boxers.

"No." Ezra choked his words out, glaring at her actions. "You're not torturing me into saying yes."

"Say yes and I'll stop." Aria only continued her actions, gliding her underwear across him, going back and forth continuously. Ezra's head dropped backwards, his hips lifting off the bed.

"Stop it." Ezra spat through gritted teeth, grasping any piece of her he could in an attempt to stop her. It frustrated Ezra how easily Aria could get to him, she knew every detail on how to get to him, and always used it to her advantage. Of course, he had his fair share of tricks that could he used against her but that was different.

Just to add to his frustration, Aria began to let out loud moans, her movements speeding up as curled her lips between her teeth. The thing that got to Ezra most was that he could /feel/ how much she was enjoying this, his eyes rolling backwards as he groaned.

"Okay, fine! You win. I'll go." With a smug grin, Aria removed herself from above her Boyfriends now fully grown length, glancing down at him as she made sure to have a distance between them both before speaking.

"I promised you'd do a speech too, did I mention that I love you?" Working it like the innocent was the best thing to do, as she saw him shoot her a stern look.

"You frustrate me sometimes."

"But... You love me." With a small shrug, Aria settled her hands on her hips, swaying them from side to side in a teasing manner. "Hungry?"

"No, not now. Not now I have to go to Wesley's funeral, and tell everyone how much I apparently love him. Thanks a bunch."

"Stop moaning Ezra, you're going."

He rolled his eyes, turning his back on his girlfriend, folding his arms tightly over his chest. "Stop being so childish."

"Says the 18 year old!" Ezra snapped back, shaking his head.

"Oh, now we're being like this are we? Okay then, I'll just go shall I? If you're going to be so idiotic about this"

"I'll only be forced to drag you back inside again.

"So you're going, correct?"

After a minute of silence, Ezra raised up from the bed, running a hand through his hair as he trudged into the bathroom.

"Whatever, but you're coming with me."

That was good enough for Aria.