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"Gabriella..." He moaned "I...love...you"

The first thought when I woke up, what happened the previous night. Troy had being so romantic, lit candles spelling out 'I'm sorry. I love you' cooked me a romantic meal, and we actually had make up sex. For the first time in my life and I loved every minute of it; I couldn't help but think about it. I rolled over and watch Troy sleep. He looked gorgeous, as ever. I lifted the cover up slightly and swung my legs over the side, I felt a hand wrap around my wrist, bringing me back down to the bed.
"Whoa, I thought you were asleep!" My head fell back on the pillow and I turned to face him.
He said nothing, just smiled. I wrapped my arms around him and used him as a pillow.
"Come on sleepy head, get up," Troy finally said. I moved my arms away from him and sat myself up on the pillow.
"Erm, Troy...I'm naked," I blushed and turned my head to the side, trying to cover myself up.
"Gabi...Look at me," Troy said, I turned to face him, and he was now sat up. "I saw everything last night, don't worry." He smiled. I nodded and stood up walking into my bathroom.
I heard a wolf whistle and turned around and winked at him, before disappearing into the bathroom. I hurried in the shower so I didn't have to leave Troy for too long.
I climbed out and wrapped my body in a towel, walking into the bedroom to see Troy stood in the room in his boxers.
"Mind if I hop in?" He asked.
"Sure, I'll just get ready," I kissed him and walked into my closet. I chose out some black skinny jeans and a white tank top. I threw on a white hoodie over the top and slipped on my uggs. When I came out of my closet, Troy was fully clothed and sat on my bed.
"Wow, your fast," I laughed and went over to him and sat on his knee. "I just want to say that last night was amazing."
"I thought it was too sweet-heart," he whispered into my ear.

An few hours later we were on our way to Chad's 'end of back holiday' party. Apparently Chad needed to let rip and just party because we have school for the next 8 weeks till Christmas.
"Remind me again why we are going this early?" I asked as I climbed into Troy's car.
"Because that way we'll get all the good drink first," he said grinning.
"You're seriously not going to get drunk are you? We have school tomorrow Troy," I said looking at him.
"No, I'm not going to get drunk... just have a few that's all," he admitted, taking my hand as he drove.
"Just a few?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said.

It was about 9pm and there was music blasting from the large speakers, most of the people here were already drunk or on their way to being drunk whereas Taylor, Kelsi and myself were completely sober. Sharpay wasn't though but she wasn't anywhere near been drunk in the next half an hour.

"Oh c'mon Gab... just one drink! It won't kill you!" Sharpay complained, trying to shove a drink into my hands.
"I could do! You never know Shar! And besides, someone has to drive home because it looks like Troy won't be driving anywhere tonight," I said, putting the red plastic cup, filled with clear alcohol, back into her hands. She took and snorted at what I said.
"I find that very hard to believe," she mumbled before taking a sip.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Oh please... I've seen the way that boy has been looking at you okay. He so wants you," she said.
"What? Don't be stupid," I said. Has he really been looking at me like that? I knew boys can be a little 'edgy' after their first time but does he really want me that badly?
"Seriously!" Sharpay screamed. "Taylor, tell her."
"It is true Gabriella," Taylor commented.
"Really?" I said, crunching my nose up, not knowing to believe them.
"Yes."

I felt myself blushing and looked away from them and I turned my concentration to an unfamiliar song and broke out from their conversation as I listened to it.
"... I was like 'Oh my god!' It was amazing. I loved it. Oh look! There's Zeke. Talk to 'ya later!" Sharpay said and walked off in her four inch heels. How the hell does she walk in those?
"What was that about?" I asked.
"Her and Zeke," Taylor said.
"What about them?" I asked.
"He took her shopping. Big surprise. And he apparently bought her this necklace worth like a hundred dollars or something. I don't know... you know Sharpay, she likes to exaggerate," she said. I laughed and we stood in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before my thoughts were turned from the party to last night. "So, did you have fun last night?"
"Yeah it was amazing. Thank you for helping him," I said, I could feel my face beaming with happiness.
"Aw don't mention it," she said. "I was happy to help. Did anything else happen?" she winked. I froze. Did I really want to tell her? I did but not here. Not at a party. I'll tell her when we are on our own.
"Um... no," I blushed.
"Gabriella, has anyone ever told you that you're crap at lying."
"Shh." I replied, looking over at Troy who winked at me.
"Come onnn, what happened?" Taylor said, turning me around to face her.
"Nothing," I replied looking at her "Okay, I'll tell you later." Taylor smiled and then sipped on her drink.
"I'm gunna go find Chad, cyah later yeah?" she smiled at me and walked off.

I walked over to where Troy was stood.
"Hey," I smiled, hugging him from behind.
"Gabiiiiiiiii I loveeeeeeeeee youuuuuuuu," He turned around and looked down at me, his drunken face looked innocent. Far from it.

He pushed me against a wall and began kissing me ferociously.
"Troy, as much as I'm enjoying this..." I was cut off by his lips attacking mine again.
"Troy! Come on" I pushed him off and grabbed his shoulders, leading him away from the crowd and sitting him down on the grass.

"Thank you for bringing him home Gabriella."

"You're welcome Mrs. Bolton, Goodnight," I smiled.
"Night sweetie thanks again." I smiled one more time and walked down the path to my own house. Troy was...a little more than tipsy. He was off his head, totally. But he was at home safe now. We had school tomorrow and I knew he wouldn't be up to driving, so obviously I would be. Oh well.

I walked back to my house and walked straight upstairs; I changed into my pajamas and jumped straight into bed. I closed my eyes and fell into a peaceful slumber.

Troy's POV

I awoke to the sound of a screaming alarm clock. I rolled over and hit it. My head was banging. I didn't want to go to school today, I felt ill. I pushed myself out of bed and landed on the floor with a bang. "Shit." I pulled myself up and slouched into the bathroom. I spent longer than usual in the shower, in a hope that my headache would wash away with the water. No such luck.

I climbed out and dressed myself in a simple white t-shirt and some jeans. I threw on a black hoodie and walked downstairs. My phone vibrated in my pocket.

I'll drive today? ;) Gabi xx

I smiled and texted back straight away

Thanks xxx

Once I knew it was sent I got out some bread and popped the slices in the toaster. I waited a couple of minutes before the now toasted bread was ready. Spreading on the butter before stuffing a piece in my mouth, I sat at the kitchen table with a drink of juice.

"Morning Troy, hung-over are you?" My mum said as she joined me at the kitchen.
"Um… no. Why would you say that?" I asked before taking a sip of my drink.
"I saw you last night Troy. You were completely smashed!" she practically screamed.
"Can you tone down the voice, just a little bit mum," I said making a small gap between my index finger and my thumb.
"No I will not. It was a school night, you knew you had school the next day, you said to Gabriella you would only have a few, but if I'm correct she didn't want you to have any at all and in the end you get completely off your head anyway!" she complained. "You're sixteen years old Troy! I brought you up better than that. I'm very disappointed in you."

Here we go; the 'I'm very disappointed in you' speech. I hate it when she does this, I do something moderately bad and she has a massive go. I could feel the headache worsening as she complained and complained. "Troy!" she shouted.
"Urgh… what?" I said as I massaged my temples.
"Explain to me, why would you get drunk?" she asked, nicer this time.
"I don't know. Felt good at the time," I said.
"Do you realise how much trouble you could have gotten into?" she said. "It's illegal."
"Oh for goodness sake! Tell that to the people who drink and get smashed on a weekly basis and then see what happens!" I shouted, affecting the throbbing pain in my head even further, and walked away from the kitchen, and towards the door. "Because if I'm correct, drinking last night was the first time in around about six months, which if I'm honest is pretty damn good. I'm off now, Gabi's here, I'll see you later." And I left the house with my head aching more painfully than before. I climbed into the awaiting car and reclined the seat back and closed my eyes, trying to see if my pain would die down. Not a chance.

"Morning super star," she giggled.
"Stop giggling, it isn't funny," I mumbled, still with my eyes closed.
"Oh it is," she said. "Serves you right for getting pissed, I told you not too."
"Can I say something? Can you just stop right there? I had the opportunity of getting the lecture from my mother, I really don't need it from you too," I said, as I put the seat in its original place and looked in the side view mirror only to see dark circles under my eyes.
"Sorry, on another note… Taylor knows," she mumbled. I turned to her confusingly with a frown on my face.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"She knows, about us," she said, keeping her eyes on the road.
"Gabi, everyone knows we're together," I said laughing.
"Oh forget it. I'll tell you when you're sober," she muttered and entered the school parking lot and found a spot near the entrance.

"Bolton! Danforth!" the crazy yet slightly delusional science teacher sounded. "Shut up and Bolton… get your head off the desk!" I lifted my head off the desk as soon as she shouted my last name. Why is every so loud today? This lesson was dragging on, forty five more minutes and the class would be over and I would be going home with my girlfriend, whom was now sat at the back on the classroom with her head buried in a textbook getting the work done. "Troy Bolton, I am not going to tell you again, get your head up and get on with your work, that I have assessed you with."

Surprisingly, I listened to her and managed to at least get two questions done in half an hour. My mind kept drifting from earlier with the conversation with Gabi in her car. "Sorry, on another note… Taylor knows," knows what though? What could she possibly know? She knows we're together so what else was there to know? Then it hit me… she knew. She knew what happened the other night. She knew that we went that extra level. My head shot up and I turned my head to the back of the class towards Gabi, and I quietly ripped a piece of the plain white paper from my book and quickly wrote a note.

Taylor knows doesn't she? T x

I turned around to throw it without the teacher looking and luckily it landed on her desk in front of her. I saw her nose scrunch up in confusion, obviously as to why a piece of crumbled up paper just planted itself on her desk while she was getting her work done. I saw her as she opened it, smiling slightly before grabbing her pen and scribbling something down. She turned to Taylor and mouthed my name and passed the note, which then Taylor passed it to Chad, who then threw it gracefully through the air and landed beside my left foot. I quickly grabbed it and opened it without hesitation.

It took you long enough but yeah she does. G x

I gulped and dared myself to look back towards Taylor, only to see her deep into her work. I continued to stare and try grabbing her attention until she looked up and met my eyes. Since my eyes were almost pleading with her to get why I was making this face I saw her mouth the words 'Don't worry. I won't tell anyone.' I nodded in understanding and turned back around and re-adjusted my seat to get some sort of comfort from the chair. Minutes passed and I noticed that there was yet another note on my desk. I opened it and realised it wasn't from Gabi nor was it from Taylor. It was from Chad.

What's going on between you, Gabi and Taylor? Chad.

I looked over at him, only to see him look directly at me as his eyes were full of confusion. I quickly tipped my pen and wrote back.

I'll tell ya later. Troy.

And I threw it back, while being thankful of my basketball skills as it landed quietly by his right foot. He looked over and nodded, so notes were finished and now all I had to do was tell Chad. He had to know, seen as his girlfriend knew.

"I...I think I'm gunna hang out with Chad tonight? I need to tell him, it's only right," I smiled at Gabi as she drove us home that night.
"Oh okay, I'll just go shopping with Taylor," She faked a disappointed face and carried on driving.
"You're not upset; you've being wanting to hang with Taylor for a while!" I laughed as she pulled into her drive.
"Can you walk from here?" Gabriella grinned at me and I groaned.
"With my headache?" I got out of the car and began walking down the driveway.
"I'm sure you'll be fine when you're playing video games with Chad." Gabriella winked.

I smiled back and walked round to my house, I don't know why I was so nervous of telling Chad, he was my best mate, I told him everything; so it should be easy to tell him this.

"I slept with Gabi." I almost shouted it across the room. Chad looked round at me, wide eyed.

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