Aria was slightly worried about him right now.

The whole way home, Ezra hasn't said a single word, or even looked at her properly. It would be a quick glance, and then he'd try and smile but nothing would show.

He seemed upset, as if he was closing himself off and Aria wanted to know why, before she began to go insane.

As they pulled up outside the apartment, Ezra slid out of the car without a word, making his was up the stairs.

"Thanks, Ezra." Aria joked, her voice laced with sarcasm. She followed him silently inside, her eyes catching a glimpse of something in his hand, a book. "What's that?"

Ezra didn't say a single word, instead he just unlocked the door and pushed it wide open, immediately throwing down his suit jacket and tie.

"Ezra." Aria repeated, setting her bag upon the table. She pointed at the book in his hand, arching a questioning brow. "Where did you find that?"

Now, Ezra had two options here. One, was to tell her the truth, and tell Aria that his brother had been practically stalking her. Taking videos, pictures, most unknown about by her.

And then two, act like nothing's happened.

Frankly, he liked the latter.

"What? Nothing." Ezra shrugged, setting the book behind his back before opening his arms, motioning for her to come closer. "Come here."

Despite Aria's curiosity, she wanted nothing more than to climb into his lap and forget about today. And that, is exactly what she did.

Emitting a small sigh, Aria pulled the small cardigan from her body, and set it down on the couch, quickly shuffling into Ezra's lap.

"I'm sorry I made you go today."

"Don't apologise, Aria."

"I shouldn't of dragged you out.." Aria began, blowing out a small sigh.

"Stop being so hard on yourself, and cuddle me. I miss being able to cuddle you. I miss you." She didn't know what to say then, Aria was right here with him. She hadn't left in almost two weeks.

"I'm still here, Ezra. I'm not going anywhere."

"Don't leave me..." Ezra whispered almost silently, wrapping his arms tightly around his petite girlfriends tiny body. Aria settled in his arms, getting comfortable against his chest. "I need you here with me."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Promise?"

"I promise you, I won't leave you. I'll sort something out, promise you."

"You know, the first time I saw you I was so surprised. I didn't know that someone could be so much alike me. I wanted you there and then. It was crazy, it's why I didn't give up on us." That was enough to make Aria smile until Christmas.

"I love you, Ezra Fitz."

"I know, and I love you too."

They stayed in silence for a while, enjoying each others company. Over the past few days all they had done is flirt, and act like one of the couples that'd just be in it for the sexual activities. Obviously, they weren't. They had been acting weird, and both just wanted to get back to their usual self.

—-

It only took about an hour to fall asleep in his arms, snoring almost inaudibly as she turned in his arms, trying to regain a comfortable stance.

Ezra on the other hand, was wide awake. He just couldn't switch off. The book was fresh in his mind, he needed to know what was in it. Slowly, he tried to drag Aria from his chest, emitting a small sigh as she clung tightly to his shirt. After ten minutes of trying to pull her away, she let go reluctantly, setting her down on the couch before pulling the thin blanket over her body.

She looked peaceful sleeping, and obviously his brother though so too. He picked up the small book from behind the couch as silently as he could, walking towards the window before pulling it open. Immediately, pages fell out and floated to the floor, splaying about on the floor. With furrowed brows, Ezra opened the book to the middle page, scanning through it. It was just times, places, dates. It didn't make sense.

Was all of this Aria's? Was Wesley so sick and twisted that he had to mark down where she was and at what time? Ezra was about to explode. He was shaking again, trying to read on but he couldn't bring himself to it. This couldn't of been real. This time last week Ezra's life was fine. He loved his brother, his girlfriend. They were a sort of family. And now, all Ezra wanted was revenge. For doing all of this to his innocent girlfriend. He supposed most people would be mad at Aria, but Ezra didn't blame her at all. She didn't cause this, it was all Wesley.

With a loud shout, Ezra threw the book in any direction, sending it flying into the wall.

Aria jumped up in fright, frantically searching for whatever had made the loud noise. She was dreaming happily, in a deep sleep until all of this. Her eyes connected with Ezra's, the dark look in his eyes frightening her slightly, and then she saw the huge crack in the wall, papers flying all over the place.

"What the hell happened?" Aria questioned in a mumble, pushing the covers from her body to stand up.

"You need to leave, Aria." Ezra replied coldly, turning to face the window so he couldn't see her expression. Aria didn't need this. She didn't need this fucked up life that he had brought her into. If Aria hadn't of met Ezra in the bar, then she wouldn't of been touched by Wesley.

"What're you talking about?"

"You need to go. I can't have you here." With a raised brow, Aria took a small step towards him, until she was merely a few inches away.

"Ezra? What's gotten into you, Hm? We were fine an hour ago." She was beyond confused. They were fine, cuddled in each others arms and now, now he was turning his back on her.

"I realised I'm not good for you."

"Don't be an idiot." With a roll of her eyes, Aria began walking towards the small book, wanting to know what'd changed him so quickly. "What's in this anyway? You didn't tell me what it is." As Aria pulled open the first page her heart sank to her stomach, and she emitted a small sob. Because there, in clear letters on the first page was only a few words, but each made her feel sick to her stomach.

I love Aria.

It was revolting, stupid and plain childish. As if a twelve year old had written it.

"What the hell is this?" Aria demanded, flicking through the pages of notes and writing. "Where did you find this?"

"Wesley's room, there's pictures, videos, everything."

"But..."

"There's pictures of you sleeping, Aria." She emitted a small gasp, folding her arms tightly over her chest as she leant against the wall. "Like I said, I'm not good for you."

"Shut up, Ezra. You've made me the person I am today."

"This wouldn't of happened if I hadn't of met you. You'd be fine, you'd be happy."

"I am happy..." Ezra let out a loud scoff, running a hand through his hair.

"And what about in a few years, Hm? When you're still reminded of what Wesley did? You'll blame me, just like you did earlier. You were right, it just took me this long to realise it."

She pushed her lips out in a pout, frowning lightly. Earlier on she was angry at Ezra, for completely humiliating her in front of everyone. People were sure to catch on now. That's what Aria couldn't handle, people finding out. She'd be known as weak.

"I didn't... Ezra. Look at me." Ezra turned slowly to face her, keeping a straight and serious face as he watched her. "I was the one who trusted him, let him in and I provoked him. Stop blaming yourself. You went to see your son, what's bad about that? I'm not going to blame you for caring."

"Caring? Jesus Christ, Aria! If I had cared, I wouldn't of gone! I was so hooked up in seeing Malcolm that you came last! That's not okay." With a loud groan, Ezra moved towards the kitchen, pulling several glasses from the cupboard.

"Ezra.. What're you doing?" With that he emitted a loud shout, throwing the glasses in any which way that he could. Each smashed into tiny shards, making loud clashes as they hit the floor. "Ezra, stop it!" Aria began to panic, rushing towards him so she could try and calm him down. She'd never seen him like this, ever. He never got this angry.

"Don't. Just... Don't." Ezra muttered, bringing his hands to his face. "Go." Aria didn't move, which aggravated Ezra. He wanted what was best for her, this was it. In an instant he had enclosed the space between then, and grasped at her arms." GET. OUT."

"Ezra, you're hurting me.." Aria winced, trying to pull her arms from his tight grips. She was terrified, shaking uncontrollably as his nails dug into the skin of her arms. This was exactly like that night. She let out a sob, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Ezra."

It was then that Ezra stepped back, his jaw dropping as he realised what had just happened. He tried to mutter out an apology, but he was so shocked at himself for his actions that he couldn't speak, instead he just hurried into the bathroom, and slammed the door shut behind him.

Aria stood still, frozen in the last few moments.

What the fuck had just happened?