Ezria - One Shots

Thunderstorms

Aria's POV

I was currently sprawled across Ezra's bed, reading the book To Kill A Mockingbird for the millionth time in my life. Ezra had gone out to pick up Chinese takeout for our dinner tonight. Suddenly, I saw a flash of lightning through the window, followed by the loud, terrifying boom of thunder. It was raining very heavily and an enormous thunderstorm was on its way. I shuddered. I had been afraid of thunderstorm ever since I was 5 years old and experienced a thunderstorm.

I pulled Ezra's fluffy blanket over my head, tossing the magazine away and hiding underneath the huge blanket. I needed to be in Ezra's strong arms because that was the only place where I felt safe. Unfortunately, Ezra was probably stuck in the takeout line. I decided to call Ezra and tell him to hurry up.

"Ezra?" I asked, once he picked up his phone.

"Hey babe, I'm on my way home." He replied.

"Okay. Please hurry up. This storm scares the crap out of me!" I confessed.

"Yes baby. I'll try to come as soon as I can. I love you." I heard Ezra's soothing voice say.

"I love you to, babe," I said before hanging up.

Within a few minutes, I heard the click of the front door. Ezra put down the take out on the couch and pulled me into a tight hug. His clothes were soaked and he was getting me wet but I did not care. I would sacrifice everything I got to be in Erza's strong arms.

We broke the embrace when I heard my phone ring. I groaned and answered the incoming phone call from my mom. What did she want now? It seemed that whenever I was with Ezra, my phone kept ringing.

"Hello?" I asked, trying to hide my frustration.

"Hey honey," my mom replied. "A thunderstorm is on its way, so you should not drive back home tonight. Stay wherever you are until Saturday morning."

"Ok sure." I said before hanging up, trying my best to not let my excitement show. I could spend the entire night at Ezra's apartment without lying to my parents or telling them I was sleeping over at Spencer's house. I was beyond physiqued.

"So my mom said I could spend the night with you." I informed Ezra, biting my lip.

"Really?" Ezra asked, his face lighting up.

"Uh huh," I replied, moving closer to him. I wrapped my hands around his neck and kissed his lips. He wrapped his hands around my waist and deepened the kiss.

"We should probably stop if we want to eat before the food gets cold." I said, breaking the kiss.

Ezra nodded and we seated ourselves on the couch. I grabbed one of the containers and took a bite of the noodles. "Mmm. This is delicious!" I exclaimed, digging into the yummy food.

"Only the finest for the finest!" Ezra replied, quoting from a movie we watched last Saturday.

I giggled. Ezra looked adorable when he acted so cheesy. I took in his curly brown hair and his baby blue eyes. He was my dream boyfriend. He was smart, caring, an amazing listener, a great teacher, he totally understood me and he was unbelievably sexy.

"What are you thinking about, babe?" Ezra asked, once he got tired of the silence.

I tilted my head to meet his gaze. "I was just thinking about how lucky I was to have an amazing boyfriend like you." I replied, planting another kiss on his lips.

"Well, for a matter of fact, I was thinking about how lucky I was to have you as an girlfriend!" Ezra confessed, when I finally broke the kiss. I shot him a smile, before I grabbed the empty takeout boxes and tossed them in the trash.

Suddenly, Ezra snuck up behind me and grabbed my waist. He started planting kisses on my neck. I turned around and kissed him on the lips. I took a couple of steps back until we reached the bed and continued our make out session for the rest of the night.

I woke up in Ezra's arms the next morning. If I could sleep with Ezra during thunderstorms, I would wish for thunderstorms every night. I slowly slipped out of bed so I did not wake Ezra up and grabbed one of Ezra's shirts which was thrown on the ground (probably by me.)

I looked out of the window and to my dismay, the storm had cleared and the sun was high in the sky. I really wanted to spend another night at Ezra's apartment. Unluckily, I would have to go home tonight because I was out of excuses. My parents were aware of my relationship with Ezra but sleepovers were strictly banned. The only time I slept over at Ezra's was when I told my parents I was having a sleepover with the girls. Unfortunately, my parents were not buying my excuses anymore, frequently asking questions such as "what are you girls going to be doing" and "what time are you coming back home."

I glanced over at Ezra. He was sound asleep, occasionally emitting a few laughs. I remembered Ezra's college friend Hardy telling me he laughed in his sleep.

I decided to make pancakes for breakfast. I took out the flour, eggs and the other ingredients needed and neatly laid them out on the countertop. I quickly made the batter and poured it on the pan. I inhaled the sweet aroma of the batter. I could not wait to finally eat my pancakes.

Ezra's POV

I woke up to a delicious aroma of something I did not recognize. I rubbed my eyes and sat straighter up on the bed. Aria was wearing one of my shirts, which was way to short (but I did not mind), and was cooking a batch of my favourite pancakes. I forced myself out of bed, only because I wanted to kiss Aria.

Aria turned around when she heard the rustling of the blanket. "Good morning, sexy," Aria said as I pulled her into a kiss. Aria had really bad morning breath but I ignored it for the sake of the kiss.

"You think I'm sexy?" I asked Aria once the kiss was broken.

"Yeah, of course I think your sexy. Your the sexiest man alive!" Aria replied.

"Sexier than Channing Tatum?" I teased.

"Hmmm." Aria pretended like she was thinking. "Yes, you are sexier that Channing Tatum." She lied after what felt like a billion hours.

I chuckled. "Now lets eat the scrumptious breakfast you cooked." Ezra said, linking his arm in mine.

I quickly gobbled down Aria's pancakes and before I knew it, it was time for Aria to leave. I wondered how things would be if Aria moved in with me. She would never have to leave and we could hook up every night. But I know that it is a fantasy of mine that will never come true because there is no way Byron will allow us to live together.

"Bye baby." I heard Aria's angelic voice say, breaking me out of my thoughts. She leaned in to give me a quick kiss before strutting out of my apartment.

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BTW these aren't my stories like I said they are a collection of my favourite one shots! ;)