Love Of My Life

47

To my readers that started singing Every Time We Touch on my last chapter: I love you lmao xx

...

Ben

After Allen proposed to Jessica, and after Rami and Aria's sentimental speech, we got a little drunk.

Okay, we got A LOT drunk but we had fun doing it.

I don't really remember much of last night. The last thing I remember was Aria and Adam standing on a table, singing at the top of their lungs. Then I remember waking up on the floor, Aria tangled in my arms, love bites scattered across my neck. I had so many questions but I opted not to even get into it. 

Currently, Aria and I are walking through the streets of New York. We leave tomorrow so we decided to make a day of it today. Well actually its more like night now since the sun is setting, but nonetheless we want to go out at least for a little bit. 

"Can we go to m&m world?" Aria asks me.

I turn to look at her. Child like joy radiates off her body. I smile.

"Sure, love," I tell her. She grins, and squeezes my hand a little tighter. 

The lights of Times Square are bright and over powering. The streets are also crowded, but not as much as I thought they would be for New Years Day. 

We finally see the lit up building. I lead the way, pushing through various people. I'm glad Aria and I wore 'disguises' so no one really pays attention to what we look like. 

Once in the building, I stop to take it in. I've never actually been here before. I never had a desire really, but Aria's excitement made me excited too. 

"The good stuff is upstairs," she tells me, this time her taking the lead and pulling me to an escalator. 

"I'm assuming you like chocolate?" I ask, slightly amused by how excited Aria is. 

"Of course! How could you even ask that.."

Once at the second floor, I'm taken back by the amount of m&m machines they have here. It's an absurd amount of every color imaginable. Aria immediately was over to the machines, grabbing a plastic bag and filling up on several different colored candies. 

"I don't know how much to get so I'm just going to get them all," I hear Aria say. I follow her lead and take my own bag, holding it up to a blue dispenser and pulling a lever so the candies fall into my bag.  "Now as much as I love the colorful ones, the mini ones are the absolute best. And this is the only place I know where I can buy them in bulk," 

I notice a little girl with  black curly hair looking over at Aria. She looks like she's trying to put a name to a face. I nudge Aria gently in her side and cock my head towards the kid. Aria looks over nonchalantly and smiles.

"Are you Aria?" the little girl asks. 

Aria bends down slightly and removes her sunglasses.

"I am but we have to keep it our secret," she says quietly. The girl doesn't look to be older than 10. I see her mother standing behind her, looking at Aria with awe. She doesn't say anything as Aria and her daughter, I'm assuming anyways, talk. 

"I see you a lot on television," the little girl says. "My mommy and daddy also listen to your daddy's band a lot. Do you sing too?"

Aria smiles, and my heart warms. 

"I do a little bit," Aria responds. 

"I want to sing. Mommy says it's hard to be a famous singer though,"