Devotion

Chapter Eight

Aria POV:

I was sitting on my patio, reading Withering Heights. I had been so depressed lately. Everything reminds me of Ezra. I start to wonder what it would be like if I got to see him again. Would I forgive him? Would I turn the other way? I'm so confused by the thoughts spiralling in my head I don't realize that I've gotten up and hopped in the drivers seat of my car.

I was driving down Hollis's campus, to the bar Snookers. Where the hell am I going? I think to myself. This bar is the exact bar where I met him, where he took advantage of me and kissed every square inch of my body on a bathroom counter top.

Without thinking, I went into the bar. I took a seat on the stool in front of me and downed a shot of whiskey.

Ezra POV:

Where is she? I wonder. I've knocked on the houses door three times. Aria isn't here, I reassure myself. My mind tends to think of the worst, that she isn't answering the door because she knows it's me waiting. But her bedroom light isn't on.

I try to think of the possible places that she could be. After driving around all of Rosewood, I finally stopped looking. I went back to my apartment, and was about to call it a night, when someone knocked on my door.

When I opened the door, I seen no other than the girl I've been crawling the town for. Aria.

I let her in, and I noticed that her balance wasn't spot on. And, that her speech was slurred at the slightest. Oh, great. She's drunk.

We sat on the couch and she mumbled something that I couldn't understand. So instead of focussing on what she was trying to say, I decided to let myself look at her. I looked at her hazel eyes, how big they were. Her little nose, and her heart shaped lips. How I wanted to kiss her. She was wearing a navy dress, with ankle boots. She had her hair curled. Her hands were on my thighs.

"Ezra, I've been so wrong. So sad. And and," She began crying. I knew this wasn't fake, being that Aria was an honest drunk.

"Shh, it's okay." I held her close to me. I missed this.

She looked up at me, and stared at my face in awe. I felt insanely insecure for a moment, but then she noted, "you are so handsome, Ezra. God, I love you so much."

"Oh, I love you too, Aria." I started to make her a bed on the couch. She obviously wasn't going home like this.

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When her bed was made, I let her wear one of my old shirts. The yellow Hollis one, to be exact.

"This one was your favourite." I sighed as I tucked her in.

"Still is." She mumbled quietly. I stared at her, and she stared at me. We shared a moment of silence before our lips collided. She cupped my face in her hands. I kissed her gently, and then with more force. Stop, I told myself. I can't do this.

I pulled away, but she still her my face so gently in her hands. "Aria, I can't do this."

"Why not?" She sulked.

"You're drunk." I pulled her hands away from me, and set them on her lap. I caressed them with my thumb. "As much as I want to, I can't right now."

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Aria POV:

I woke up with the sun glaring into my eyes. I groaned in disapproval. Where the hell am I? I thought to myself. I looked up from the couch where I lay to see Ezra, fast asleep. He lets out a tiny giggle. I know better than to wonder if he's awake, he laughs in his sleep all of the time.

I hop off the couch, my head still pounding. I snuggle into Ezra, and kiss his shoulder. I put myself in the position of the big spoon, and snuggle in closer.

I have no idea what is down the road for us, but all I know is what I'm acting like right now. And I want him, and God knows I always go after what I want. So I will lay, and listen contently to his little giggle, and wait for him to wake. That's when the next chapter of our life together begins.

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