Safe & Sound (1D & PLL) *On Hold*

Aria, Spencer, Hanna, and Emily are in for a surprise. Last summer their best friend, Alison DiLaurentis, went missing. Those five used to be inseparable, but why? They were all brought together by Ali. They would always try to impress her, everyone did. Little did they know about Ali's past. Now, they are getting weird texts from an unknown number. They call them self 'A'. The girls have to be careful. Is 'A' with or against them. Or both? Now they meet the love of their life (or so they think) but what happens when 'A' threatens them? Where is Ali? Who is 'A'? Find out for your self in Safe & Sound!

**One Direction and Pretty Little Liars!!**

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5. Meredith

Aria's POV

I had a great time with Liam yesterday, but today we go back to school. I'm really not ready to go yet. It just seems surreal. Coming back to Rosewood, going inside Alison's old house, and now coming back to school. It was also pretty great to reunite with Hanna and Emily. I never realized how much I actually missed them.

"Aria! Mike! You're going to be late for school!" My dad called from downstairs. He was driving us today since the brakes on my car broke. While we're at school he said he'd take my car to the shop.

~*~

"You guys happy to be back in America?" My dad asked, not taking his eyes off the road.

Mike, who was sitting next to me in the back seat, grinned. "America rocks" He went back to maniacally punching the tiny buttons of his PSP. It made a weird noise and Mike pumped his fist into the air.

"Good." He pulled up to Rosewood's stone-gated entrance. In the distance I saw the boy's car. I looked at the time on my phone and I had fifteen minutes until class.

Mike shot out of the car and I opened my door but my father touched my forearm. "Hang on a sec." He said.

"But I have to..." I glanced at the car. 

"Just for a minute," He turned the radio down and faced me. I slumped back into my seat.

"You've seemed a little..." He flicked his wrist back and fourth uncertainly. "You okay?"

I shrugged. "About what?"

He sighed, "well, I don't know. Being back. We haven't talked about...you know...in a while."

I fidgeted with the zipper on my jacket. "What's there to talk about?" I said, kind of harshly

"I just thought it might be hard, keeping quiet. You know I love you though, right?" I shook my head and looked off into the parking lot again.

"Look, I really have to go." I said, and jumped out of the car before he could say anything else.

It happened back about 3 years ago. School let students out early for teacher conferences, so me and Ali went to the music store to get new CDs. As we cut through the back alley, I noticed hmy father's familiar beat-up black Honda Civic in a far-off space in an empty parking lot. As me and Ali walked toward the car to leave a note, we realized someone was inside. Two someones: my father, Byron, and a girl, about twenty years old, kissing his neck.

That's when he looked back at me and saw me. I sprinted away before I had to see anymore and before he could stop me. Ali followed me all the way back to my house but left when I said I wanted to be alone.

Later that night, he came up to my room. He said it wasn't what it looked like but I wasn't stupid. Every year he invited his students over to our house for get-to-know-you cocktails, and I had seen that girl walk through my very door. Her name was Meredith, I remembered because she had gotten tipsy and spelled out her name on the refridgerator in plastic letter magnets. When she left, instead of shaking my dad's hand like the rest, she gave him a lingering kiss on the cheek.

He begged me not to tell mom. He promised it wouldn't happen ever again. I decided to believe him, and so I kept his secret. He never said so, but I believed Meredith was the reason he took us to Iceland when he did.

You promised yourself you wouldn't think about it, I thought to myself, glancing back over my shoulder. He drove off out of the Rosewood High parking lot. Good. Time to go to school. Yay!! Note the sarcasm.

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