Hey guys! I honestly have not written fan fiction in THE longest time, so I decided to give it a shot once more. This idea came to me when I was listening to The Moment I Knew by Taylor Swift, so if you'd like to listen to it while reading, go ahead! Enjoy! :)
PS- I'm not actually sure when Aria's birthday is, so for this story let's pretend it's around Christmas time. I apologize if there's any typos, I wrote this on my iPod.
Aria sighed as she smoothed out the wrinkles on her strapless red dress. It wasn't normally her idea to throw such a lavish party, but Hanna had insisted- with so many things going on in their lives, it was nice to let loose even if it was only for a little while. She looked around the living room, which had become a dance floor- a shining disco ball hanging from the ceiling, decorations painting the walls, and how could Aria miss the huge banner that said, "Happy Birthday, Aria"? But something didn't feel right, and it had been a while since she had started to think that way. Ever since Ezra had discovered about Malcolm things were not the same. The fancy dates and even the late night kisses were gone. Aria had become the last priority, and only during Ezra's free time was she somewhat happy. At least she got to see him. Then she realized, Ezra had not yet arrived to the party.
It had only been 6pm, but that turned into 8pm, then 10pm. During all that time, Aria had been sitting in the kitchen and fumbling with her hands, biting on her quivering lip to keep from crying. She could not cry in front of all these people; it was her birthday, she had to at least pretend to be happy.
Christmas lights glisten
I've got my eye on the door just waiting for you to walk in
But the time is ticking
People ask me how I've been as I comb back through my memory
How you said you'd be here
Aria snapped out of her trance when she saw a figure approaching her way and almost instantly, she put a smile on her face. Spencer only looked down at the tiny girl, having a sympathetic look on her face.
"Are you okay?" the taller brunette asked.
"Of course I am." Aria replied meekly. Spencer knew better, and grabbed a chair to sit beside her best friend.
"Aria..." she began, but Aria only cut her off by dashing off to the bathroom, and Spencer swore she could hear a muffled sob that had come out of Aria, so she decided to follow her, but made sure to grab Emily and Hanna, who were dancing away the night with their significant others.
They approached the bathroom, where the door was not closed all the way. Emily whispered, "Should we leave her alone for a while?"
Hanna shook her head. "No, she needs to realize he's not coming. She should enjoy her night, and not spend it away crying over him. If he comes, I swear I'll put my fist so far up his-"
"Hanna! Stop! Don't be so gruesome!" Spencer had quickly cut the blonde off, disgusted at her words. She then turned towards the door, knocking on it softly.
"Aria? Let us in." There was a hesitant sigh that came from inside, but the door then opened quickly, revealing a tear stained girl that stood in the door way, staring at her friends.
Your close friends always seem to know when there's something really wrong
So they follow me down the hall
And they're in the bathroom
I try not to fall apart
And the sinking feeling starts
As I say hopelessly, "He said he'd be here"
"He said he'd be here." she whispered, barely audible to even herself. Still, her friends understood. Emily reached towards Aria's hand, and squeezed it gently with hers.
"He's not coming, sweetie. At least try to enjoy the rest of the night. We're almost going to cut the cake. We don't like seeing you like this." Emily seemed to get the message across, as Spencer and Hanna both nodded in response; Emily had said what they wanted to say.
Wiping her eyes, Aria nodded and gave them a small smile. "Yeah, you're right. Let's go." Aria exited the bathroom, her friends following close behind.
And they're all standing around me singing
Happy birthday to you
But there was one thing missing
And that was the moment I knew
She smiled the best she could, hopefully deleting any trace of her previous breakdown. Constant photographic flashes, people cheering, that was what she had to focus on. It was her birthday, after all.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear Aria, happy birthday to you!" the crowd sang, cheering her on to cut the cake. Aria then blew out the candles, and there was one thing she wished for. She wished for Ezra to come. "Pass out the cake!" someone shouted. She laughed, people were so eager to eat some cake. After what seemed like forever, people started to leave until it was just Aria and her friends.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" Hanna asked. "If you want, we can all spend the night, right guys?" the others nodded.
"No, guys, it's okay. I'll see you guys tomorrow." She smiled at them, the first genuine smile of the night. "Thank you guys for everything. I had a good time."
There was a chorus of "You're welcome's" and Aria led them towards the door. She waved goodbye to her friends, closing the door behind them. It was almost midnight; she figured she should start getting ready for bed. She unzipped her dress in the bathroom and swapped it for some old pajamas, and quickly took off her makeup. She grabbed a hair band that was on the counter, and put her hair up in a messy ponytail. Aria headed off towards her room, sitting on her bed. Then her phone started ringing. Her stomach instantly dropped when she looked at the caller ID.
Stay cool, Aria, she thought. "Hello?" she whispered quietly into the phone.
The voice that she had missed so much answered her on the other line. "Hey... Aria, I'm sorry I didn't make it. I had to watch Ma-" Aria cut him off.
"You know what, Ezra. Forget it. I'm sorry too." She knew that what they had would never come back. They were fighting for something that wasn't possible reaching and her heart broke each time she thought about it. There was a worried sigh that came from the other line. Aria ignored it, ending the call.
She took a deep breath, knowing it would have to end this way. Her mother was right. In a situation like this, people would always end up hurt. Unfortunately, it was Aria that ended up hurt. Tears rolling down her cheeks, Aria ached for some sort of comfort. Instead she pulled the covers over herself, staring into the wall. She thought of all the happy times she shared with Ezra. She giggled silently to herself when she thought about the day in which she realized Ezra would be her English teacher. Eventually, she drifted off into a deep sleep; wishing things had turned out differently.
And that was the moment I knew
So what did you guys think? It's a little short, I know. But this is meant to be a one-shot. However, if I get enough reviews asking me to, I could maybe POSSIBLY make it into a story! Anyways, please tell me what you think. Reviews are always appreciated.