Okay, so first of all here's a little authors note. This story was originally posted as a one shot on Twitter as a Twit-longer, until I was convinced by my best friend Cuppy to post it on here. She's the person who makes me write everyday, and won't sleep until I've supplied her with a daily fix of this story. She's really amazing, and if she wasn't here none of this would be either so go read her story, it's the best thing ever! Her Username is StandByEzria! Seriously read it! It'll give you all kinds of mushy feels and I promise you'll be emotionally unstable by the end of it. No, I'm kidding but seriously. READ!
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It took all of five minutes until it was time to check the small white stick on the table. Neither of them wanted to look at it, it'd mean they'd have to accept what the answer was, and none wanted to do that.
They had been talking, about what would happen if Aria was to become pregnant. How they'd tell Byron, and explain it to the school. It wouldn't go down well, but they'd manage.
"I can't do it, you pick it up." Aria said, covering her eyes with her hands childishly.
Ezra grimaced, shaking his head. "You're the one that peed on it, you check."
"You're the one that released the package inside of /me/, so you check." Ezra went to argue, but Aria shot him a serious glare, and he picked up the test.
At first, Aria nor Ezra even looked, it was too nerve-wrecking. Finally, after a second of looking away, Ezra peeked down at the test, his expression telling Aria the answer that she needed.
"Oh, thank God for that." She announced, throwing her hands into the air. "I'm so sorry..."
Ezra didn't give Aria the reaction that she'd hoped for, and soon she was staring at him, shuffling to straddle his waist. "Are you alright?" He just nodded his head, forcing a struggled smile on to his face. "Ezra, this is a good think. Now you won't go to prison, and my Dad won't kill me. We're not ready yet."
"I know, I know. I just... I was kind of excited about this. We don't need this right now, and I know the timings off but... I want us to have a family."
"And we will, when I'm not eighteen and when you're not under the risk of being locked away for making me pregnant." She slipped her arms up and around his neck, playing with a small strands of hair at the nape of it. "I promise you. Let's just wait, until college and all that is out of the way first, okay?"
"Okay, okay." With another nod of his head, Ezra ran hands along the bare sides of her body, purposely digging his nails into her skin.
"No sex." Aria said sternly, shaking a finger at the now pointing teacher. "Don't give me that look." He increased his tactic, dragging his fingertips over her inner thighs as I gave the best puppy dog look he could. "No." She growled out, knowing exactly what he was getting at here. "Not five seconds after finding out that I'm not pregnant. No."
"But... Protection..."
"Ezra." He grumbled under his breath, folding his arms across his chest in defeat. Like a selfish child. "Oh, stop sulking. I can still do this." She leant in, capturing his lips in a deep kiss. It wasn't until she pulled away that Aria realised the swelling of her bottom lip. "You bit me."
"I bite you a lot, helps with the sexual frustration" Ezra shrugged his shoulders, prodding his girlfriends stomach. "Why did you let Hardy have the popcorn?"
Aria gasped, shaking her head as she spoke. "/I/ didn't. I went to the bathroom, and when I came back he had one of your beers, some horror film playing and a full bag of popcorn."
"You get so worked up sometimes." He shook his head in amusement, causing Aria to pout and shove at his chest.
"Oh please, you do too."
"How exactly do I get worked up? I'm pretty good with self control." Aria shook her head, her lips moving towards his neck. "Don't you dare..." Before he could think up of a threat to make, she had bitten down on the sensitive skin just above his collarbone, sucking on the skin long enough to leave a mark. Ezra let out a mix of growls and moans as she did so, trying not to let himself be effected by her game. She moved her lips along a little, about to bite again when there was a knock at the door.
"I swear to god if that's Hardy again..." Aria warned, gritting her teeth together. Six hours of Hardy's constant moaning had given Aria a terrible impression on him.
"It wouldn't be. He'll be halfway across town by now."
"What if it's one of 'Wes's' people? I'm not up for being choked to death, thanks." Aria's tone was laced with sarcasm, her eyes glued to the door. It wasn't a persistent knock, so it couldn't of been important.
But something told Ezra that it wouldn't be. So he pressed a kiss to his girlfriend's lips, and raised to his feet, pulling her along with him. "I'll just see who it is." He whispered in a hushed tone, nudging Aria in the direction of the bathroom. "Wait! Take this. And put on a shirt." He picked up the small white test, and threw it in Aria's direction. She grimaced as she caught it, speeding into the bathroom to close it behind her.
Ezra made his way towards the door, pulling it open a fraction. He let out a small sigh of relief as he saw Mike stood there, his hands shoved in his pockets.
"Hey, Mike." Ezra said with a wide grin, stepping aside so Mike could step through the door. "Everything alright?"
He nodded once, walking towards the bathroom door to push it open.
Thankfully, Aria had slipped on her top moments before Mike pushed open the door.
"Mike!" Aria exclaimed, pulling her younger brother into a tight hug. "You alright? What're you doing here?"
"I need to talk to you, Aria." Mike's tone told Aria that this was urgent.
"Sure, um.." Aria glanced at Ezra, and he turned to take a seat on the couch, whilst Aria dragged Mike into the bathroom, speaking in a whisper to him.

Their talk wasn't long, about twenty minutes, and soon they were both exiting the bathroom, Aria nervously trudging behind Mike. After a moment of silence, Ezra ran a hand through his hair, raising to his feet.
"Anyone want a coffee?"
"Actually, Mike's going to stay up at the cabin for a few days, right Mike? He just needed the spare key." She grasped up her bag, searching into the front compartment for the spear key that Ella had placed in there a few weeks earlier, with a small letter. It was Ezra and Aria's chance of a getaway, if they needed it. She handed the key over to Mike, wrapping her arms around him. "Call me, if you need anything okay?"
"I promise, thank you." With that Mike was walking towards the door, turning to Aria before vanishing down the hall. "I didn't mean to do it."

Ezra shot Aria a confused look, but she pretended not to notice it, taking a can of cola from the fridge to pop the lid and take a sip out of it.

"So... What's for dinner? I'm starving." Aria asked, purposely trying to distract Ezra from asking any questions. This was one thing he didn't need to know, not now. "I'm up for pizza, what about you?" Instead of arguing, Ezra just shrugged his shoulders , nodding.

"I'll get the phone."