Hands Of Time | Ezria

Chapter Thirteen

ARIAS POV

Ezra was asleep on the couch across the room, as I finished up watching 'The Great Gatsby' for the millionth time. I smiled at the view in front of me, as his phone on the table beside the chair started vibrating.

I got up from my chair and walked over, trying not to wake Ezra up. I picked up his phone, and the screen read 'Rosewood Hospital.'

Without hesitating, I answered. A male at the end of the phone answered.

"Mr. Fitz?" The male said after I answered with a shaking 'hello?'

"Oh no, no. This is his girlfriend, Aria Montgomery," I replied. Then, I realized it was Doctor Thatcher at the end of the line .

"Ah, miss Montgomery! Could I speak to Ezra?" He asks.

"Uhm, he's sleeping now, i really don't want to wake him,"

"Could you? It's very quite important, and infact he needs to come into the Hospital. ASAP,"

By then, I shook Ezra awake, slowly and carefully. He opened his eyes, and smiled when he saw my face.

"Yup, hes awake. We're on our way,"

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Me and Ezra walked into the Hospital, hand in hand. Every now and again he'd squeeze my hand, and I'd squeeze his back.

"Aria, Ezra!" Dr. Thatcher called out as he saw us approaching him. A broad smile was plastered upon my face.

"Hi," I croaked, and he led us into a large room, with machines all over.

"Oh, please don't tell me I'm going to be linked up I one of these awful machines again,"

"Oh, no Ezra. Definitely not. Infact, you won't be. For quite some time," Doctor thatcher replied.

"What, what do you mean?" Me and Ezra said at the same time. He squeezed my hand.

"Well, we took a scan recently, as you know, and we received the results earlier today. Before I called you," He replied.

"And, the results read this,"

Doctor Thatcher handed me a piece of paper, and i unfolded it. Ezra overlooked my shoulder and bit his lip.

Recent PET scan results

Cancer Type : Heart : Primum Cordis Tumore

End results ; Clear

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"Clear? What does it mean by clear?" I ask, but I couldn't help cracking a smile.

"It means Ezra is clear from cancer," doctor thatcher smiled wildly, and I practically screamed with joy.

I looked at Ezra and he was just as happy.
He picked me up and his eyes lit up and his mouth spread into the vastest smile.

"I'm not sick anymore, baby," he cried out, forcing his lips on mine.

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Ezra fumbled for the apartment keys as I was still kissing him, my legs around his waist. We finally got in and he let me down, as he took off his jacket. I took off mine, too, my lips not leaving his, and I moaned as his hands reached for the clasp of my bra underneath my under dress.

Let's just say things escalated.

SORRY THIS CHAPTER WAS SO SHORT, 494 WORDS TO BE EXACT, WHEN NORMALLY MY CHAPTERS ARE LIKE 1.500 WORDS.

FUCK IM SO SORRY I LOVE ALL YOU SO MUCH AND I HOPE THIS CHAPTER MADE YOU HAPPY :)