No Matter What; an Ezria Fanfiction(rough draft)

Chapter 22: Home

Aria's POV

We are finally home. Well I'm in an apartment that hasn't really changed, and Ezra is home. We put our bags down by the wedding presents. I looked at him, "Can I explain to you about what had happened with Jason yet?" he nodded his head even though he didn't want to hear about it. "I lived with Jason for the first six months I was in New York City. Only as friends. The last night I was there I got a call from Spencer telling me about how you got a girlfriend and how you were so happy. I just wanted to be held by you because you make me feel at peace, and you help me except the facts. In this situation it wasn't an option so I went to a bar and got drunk. I came home late, and I don't really remember what happened but the next morning Jason told me he had been drinking also, and he woke up in my bed naked. I started crying realizing I had ruined our friendship. I started crying. And I called him Ezra. I left and had someone from my science class pick up my things from the apartment. That was the day I called you and you didn't answer so I never tried again." Ezra looked at me with pity. "Don't look at me like that. I had to tell you the whole thing for you to trust me." I was feeling terrible, then he changed his look. Ezra looked at me with desire. I looked at him the same way. He came up to me and backed me onto the wall. He got really close and whispered in my ear, "I'm going to make you forget all of the other men you have been with. Tell me what you desire." I leaned in even closer and whispered in his ear, "I want you to amaze me." I nibbled on his neck when I fished speaking making it hard for him to think. He started kissing my neck and working his way down.
We laid in bed, out of breath, completely naked. What just happened to me was the best sex I have ever had in my entire life. He accomplished what I desired. I looked at him, but he was already asleep. I didn't want to wake him due to the fact that is was 9:45pm; We lost 3 hours of sleep, we got off of a 5 and a half hour flight, ands we juts had sex. I'm tired to.

-Next Morning-

Ezra's POV

I woke up to a knock in the door. Luckily Aria didn't wake up. I put on my flannel pajama pants and went to answer the door. The person standing there was drunk and he shouldn't be here, "Jason, what are you doing here?" he slurred his words, "I need to see Aria." I was trying to stay calm, "You can't. Shes asleep right now." he started to yell, "You can't keep her from me!" I tried to muffle his yelling and get him out of the apartment, but he kept yelling, "ARIA! ARIA! ARIA!" before I could get him down the, stairs she was out of the apartment. "What the hell is going on out here?" Jason escaped my grip and ran to hug Aria. She stood there stiff and gave me a concerning look. Jason spoke, "I'm so glad you're okay!" she hugged him back, "What do you mean?" he let go of her, "What do you mean, What do I mean? This guy is dangerous. The book he wrote is what made Allie leave!" I made a defensive face, "I didn't run Allie out of town! A did. I had permission from her to write the book. And I would never hurt Aria. She's the love of my life." Aria gave me a look to calm down and I tried to. Jason kept speaking,"You can't be the love of her life! I am! She loves me. Why else would she have slept with me?" Aria got a look of shame, "Jason. I slept with you to get over Ezra. That obliviously didn't work because were married now." Jason fell to the ground, "How could you?" he looked up at Aria, "I love you, and you went off and did this?!" he started crying. Aria tried to comfort him but he stopped her, "STOP YOU FUCKING WHORE! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" I knew it wasn't the smartest thing to do but I punched him in the face so hard he passed out. Aria grabbed her phone and called Alison.

-After Alison Picked Up Jason-

I walked into the apartment after putting Jason in Allie's car and Aria was sitting there in shock. "Aria, what's wrong?" she fell into my chest and started to cry. "Aria, sweetheart, what's wrong?" she sniffed, "Jason's right. I'm a whore." I felt so terrible, "No you're not. If you're a whore then that makes me a whore too." we both started laughing, but we were interrupted but a knock on the door. I got up and opened it and It was the person who makes me a whore.