Brendon's point of view:
I know it's wrong to love Aria. But I don't care she's so irresistible. I mean she may be sixteen but she's pretty mature. She's also looks a little older than she actually is. If the media ever found out  she could always pass for eighteen. No one would know the difference. Aria had fallen asleep. She looked so adorable when she slept. I kissed her forehead. Her eyes fluttered open. "Good morning beautiful." I said. "Morning." She replied. "Did you sleep well last night?" I asked. "Yeah." She replied. "I had a weird dream though." She told me. "What was the dream about?" I asked her. "I dreamt that you were trying to hurt me and I was running around begging you to stop and you'd kiss me and apologize but the next day you would do the same thing." She stated. "Baby I would never hurt you." I told her. "Can I tell you something?" She asked. "Yeah sure." I said. "My ex boyfriend was abusive. He hit me and beat me for no reason. He always lashed out on me when he was mad and he yelled at me and called me names. But the worst part was that he'd be totally sweet at other times I never knew what to expect." She spoke, her smile turning into a frown. "Well I would never do that. He sounds like a jerk. " I told her. "Yeah I hate him now." She said. "What was his name?" I asked her. "William." She told me. "Well if William ever tries to come near you again I will kick his ass." I hugged her tightly. "Thanks Brendon." She told me. After that we just layed there. We cuddled and she forgot the dream completely.