Hello fellow readers!
Haha, welcome to my first fan-fiction ever! I was too embarrassed to post it here before, but my best friend, who's my loyal reader, has convinced me finally. I just wanted to point out a few things before our journey together starts, if that's okay with all of you.
1) I am a teenager Brazilian girl who is in love with Pretty Little Liars, especially Ezria. I think they are amazing together. Okay, so, seeing that English is my second language (the first one would be Portuguese) and that I am young, please be nice to me, teehee.
2) The chapters seemed a lot longer in my Word document, and when I transferred them to the website they kind of shrinked. However, I promise they will gradually get bigger, noting that as we speak I am typing Chapter 20, so yeah. Plus, I'll also be updating very frequently.
3) If anything is bothering you, please tell me. But please, do it nicely, I beg you. And don't just point it out, give me suggestions and tell me where and how I can improve. Remember I'm still an apprentice, lol.
I truly hope you all enjoy this fic as much as I enjoy writing it. Have a good time!
Aria stared blankly at a plain wall of Ezra's apartment. He was sleeping peacefully, with his head resting on her shoulder and his arms wrapped around her waist. He had had a tough day at work. She looked down at him, so happy to be there with her loved one in her arms. Ever since they had told her parents about their relationship, it had been hard for them to see each other. That day had been totally crazy, Aria thought; Ezra stood in front of her and her parents and told them everything as she joined him. Byron and Ella just stared at them for a few awkward minutes, in shock, and soon started yelling with anger and frustration. Mike then showed up and punched Ezra on the face, making him stumble. They were forbidden to see each other, and Aria was put under house arrest. She chuckled as she reminded herself of all the other crazy things she had to do to keep seeing him; going out with Holden, sneaking out, making up excuses, having her friends cover for her, etc. In between of going through all those memories – which weren't too far away from that moment, actually – she accidentally shifted a little, awaking Ezra. He opened his eyes slowly, still trying to focus his blurry vision, and looked up at her.
"Oh baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up."
"It's okay, I had to do it sooner or later anyway." He chuckled, stretching over to kiss her. Leaning on her knees, Ezra found strength enough to rise from the couch, stumble to the kitchen and come back with two glasses of soda. "There you go", he said, handing a cup over to her and sitting comfortably on the edge of the sofa.
"Ah, I still have some papers to grade, damn it. You can write that down, being a teacher is not as easy as it seems." Ezra said, laughing softly.
Aria laughed too. "Well, I also have homework to do, so you can work on your job's issues as a teacher, while I work on mine as a student, right?"
Ezra smiled and bent down to place a chaste peck on the top of her head. He walked up to his desk and started evaluating his students' quizzes. Aria opened her dark blue tote and took out her English book and notebook, making herself comfortable on the floor and spreading the material over the coffee table.
Later that evening, after he was finished, Ezra walked over to his girlfriend and pulled her hair back, gently kissing her neck while looking at her paper. She giggled. "Ezra, please, I'm trying to finish this!"
"The answer for question number eight is Atticus Finch." He pointed out nonchalantly.
"Wow, thanks!" She wrote that down and closed her stuff, turning to him. "You're an amazing English teacher, did you know that?" He kissed her passionately on the lips, tasting her new strawberry-flavored lipstick as they proceeded to lay on the couch, starting a lovely make out session.