I got the idea and ran with it, I'm not sure about it though. Let me know if you think I should continue with this story.

September 1st

It's been one year since Alison disappeared. I thought when I woke up. It was sad really, Alison had been one of my best friends. I sincerely hoped she'd come back to us one day.

I felt Aria stir beside me.

I couldn't help but smile, I loved waking up next to her.

"Mmm, Spence?" Aria asked sleepily.

I lightly kissed her forehead.

"Morning, baby," I said.

Aria and I had been together just over six months, and I couldn't be happier.

Aria smiled at me, wrapping her arms around me, "Have I ever told you how much I love waking up to you?"

I pretended to ponder her question, "I think you may have mentioned it."

I smirked at her as she rolled her eyes, "but I never get tired of hearing it."

I leaned in, kissing her gently. I felt her tongue slide across my bottom lip. I parted my lips, letting her tongue slip into my mouth. Our tongues battled for dominance, and after a while, I backed down. She moved on top of me, her hands sliding down my body.

Aria moved down to my neck, sucking on my pulse point, her hands playing with the hem of my shirt.

I moaned.

She moved her hands under my shirt, slowly teasing my skin with her soft touches.

"Aria," I half-growled, half-moaned.

I knew she enjoyed making me beg for her, she did it all the time, but I secretly enjoyed it. Aria was the only one who I would willing give control to, she was the only one who knew exactly what to do and what to say to make me want to give up my control.

"Please," I moaned, knowing she wasn't even close to stopping her teasing.

She ran her fingers lightly up and down my stomach, from the hem of my pants to just underneath my breasts.

My own fingers were digging into her back.

She moved back to my lips, capturing them with her own once again, I shoved my tongue desperately into her mouth.

I wanted her. I wanted her bad, and she was going to make me work for it, as always.

Her hands were slowly lifting up my shirt when I heard her phone go off. I knew the ringtone, too. It was her mom.

I groaned. "I swear you mom can sense when we start to fool around."

Aria smiled apologetically at me before answering her phone.

"Hi mom," she said.

I rubbed her back, sliding my hands up her shirt as she talked.

"Oh right, I forgot."

I moved my hands to her front sliding slowly up her stomach. She leaned back onto my shoulder, looking up at me with her eyes, which were daring me to continue.

"I know"

I leaned over her kissing her neck lightly a few times before sucking on her pulse point. I heard her try and fail to stifle a moan.

I smirked, victorious.

My hands caressed her breasts gently.

"I'll be home soon," she said, hanging up the phone.

As soon as the call ended, she pounced on me.

"You're gonna pay for that Hastings," she said playfully.

I laughed, "You love it when I do that, admit it."

She smirked at me, kissing me gently before saying, "I gotta go home."

I groaned, wrapping my arms around her tightly.

"I don't want you to go," I said.

Aria smiled softly at me, "I know, baby," she said, moving a strand of hair behind my ear, "but I have to go."

"Fine," I pouted, releasing my hold on her.

"I'll see you tonight," she said.

"I'll pick you up at six," I said, "Now, go, you're gonna make Mike late."

She may have forgotten, but I knew Mike had his first round of a lacrosse tournament today, and Aria had promised she'd be there.

Aria smiled at me lovingly, gathering her belongings. She kissed me quickly and then she was gone.

Two hours later

I was sketching renovation plans for the barn. My parents hadn't agreed to let me turn it into a loft yet, but I was still hopeful.

I heard my phone ring and I answered it absentmindedly.

"Hello?"

"Spencer? It's Aria's mom."

I sat up.

"Hi, Mrs. Montgomery," I said nervously. I had no idea why she would be calling me.

"Is Aria still with you?" she asked.

"No," I said, "She left a few minutes after you called this morning."

"Oh," Mrs. Montgomery said, the worry in her voice painfully apparent.

"She never made it home," Mrs. Montgomery said, panic in her voice.

I froze as I realized what she meant. Aria wouldn't have blown them off. Something must have happened.

And Aria was missing.