Pretty Little Liars

Chapter 12

(Aria P.O.V.)

"So, we have been at the mall for hours and I am tired. Can we leave?"

"Sure." Spencer says.

"And we have a lot of baby clothes." Emily says.

"I don't need to go shopping for a few days. I can sleep."

"Of course! Who does not like sleep." Spencer says.

"I don't know. Someone not three months pregnant with triplets."

"I will take you home. It is seven and the Brew closes at nine. If Ezra is working, then you will be there for longer than you need to." Spencer says.

"Okay, thanks Spencer."

Emily and Soencer look at each other.

"Are you guys planning something?"

"No!" Emily and Spencer yell at the same time.

"Really..." I say.

"Come on, there is no use lying to me."

"We are not lying!"

"Why would we lie?"

"Because you are hiding something from me."

"We arn't though."

My phone goes of making a "dee dee dee. Dee dee dee." Noise.

"Great, it is probably A."

"Nope, it is from Ezra."

"When are you going home?" It asks.

"On my way." I reply.

After about two minutes, we stop at a house. A nice house.

"Why are we stopping here?" I ask.

"Because this is your house." Emily says.

"What."

"Yeah, go in and take a look."

"Okay!"

I walk in to the house.

"Hey, Aria."

"Ezra, what are you doing here?" I ask.

"We're home."

"What? You told me this house was sold."

"It was. To me."

"Clever Fitz."

"Hey, Aria." Hanna says.

"You told me that you had dinner with Kate, your dad, and step mom."

"Haha, I lied."

"Very funny." I say, sarcastically.

"Check it out!" Hanna yells.

"I should."

I walk upstairs.

"This room is beautiful."

It is pink, with a white crib and a bay window.

"But wait! There is more!"

We walk in to the next room over.

"Woah."

This is so Ezra's doing.

Of course it is a dark red with books and a window.

"And there is another kids room."

"It is empty."

"Yeah, it is. I wanted you to decorate this room."

"Aw, how sweet."

"Yeah. Want to see the master bedroom?"

"Yes."

We walk in to a giant room. It is green.

"Ezra, I love it."

"Thank you."

"So, can we sleep here?"

"Of course we can!"

"Sweet." I say.