Troyella-Honey, If You Love Me.

Authors Note: Hello and welcome to my first publishing on Fanfiction and it's a series of one-shot based on Troyella and their lives as a couple. It varies from short to long in quantity, but I hope you'll enjoy them nonetheless.

I apologize in advance for any spelling/grammar/punctuation errors.

Synopsis: A series of one-shots about Troyella. 1: "Can't I be your knight in shining armor?"- Because Baby that's all I ever wanted.

I hope you enjoy and have time to spare a review.

Chapter 1

"Can't I be your knight in shining armor?"

The question was still engraved in her mind, and she mentally cursed herself for her heart beating ecstatically in her chest, but had an idea on why, or rather ideas.

Was it because it was Troy Bolton? Or was it the fact that he had just asked her a romantic question? Or was it both?

Her money was on option 3.

Gabriella turned her gaze to the sun- which was getting ready to rest- and the brunette could feel the soft breeze send whispers to her skin in a gentle caress. Gradually, her eyes began to close at the soothing lullaby, but remembered that she wasn't alone…that's when she looked ahead to meet his gaze.

Cerulean orbs greeted her with affection laced in its eyes with a small (and timid) smile stretched on his chiseled face, a hand positioned itself on the back of his neck whilst rubbing it side-to-side- a sign she picked up as nervousness.

She knew she had to speak her mind and tell him, the anxiety was practically radiating off of him, but can she really bring herself to tell him? She knew he always got what he wanted and wasn't accustomed to being said "no" to.

'Who knows what his reaction will be?' She tightened the arms that were crossed under her chest to secure warmth.

"Troy?" At the sound of his name Troy stuffed his hands in his pockets and leaned forward to know he heard her. "Listen I find it sweet that you actually took the time to come to my house and, well, do what you just did." He grinned at that but soon frowned as he sensed a "but." "But I'm not sure if I feel that way about…you."

"Not sure?" he asked, pacing towards her until he had her caged in his arms. She met his stare with a shrug of her shoulders. "So you're not sure of your feelings of me?" Gabriella froze as his voice tickled her ear. "Are you?"

She turned her head to the side. "I'm not going to lie because I really don't know what I feel for you, and I do know that even if you were serious about me I don't know if I'm ready." Her voice turned soft as she looked to see that it was getting nearer to dark. "You better get going…it's getting late."

She ducked and side-stepped out of his hold, instantly losing the warmth and security it provided, and just as she was about to walk back inside she felt a grip on her wrist pulling her back, this time caging her against a hard chest with two strong arms keeping her locked in. "Troy?"

He, in response, held her closer. "Tell me you hear that?" Confused Gabriella spared him a glance but he just pressed her ear against his chest again. Gabriella, even more confused, was about to give up until a thumping sound caught her senses.

Thump-Thump-Th-Thump.

'His heart? He wanted me to hear his heart…that's beating so fast.' Realization dawned upon her. 'That's what he wanted me to hear.'

"Can you?"

Gabriella nodded. "Yeah." She chuckled. "It's beating fast."

He brought his mouth against her ear. "That's because of you." He smirked as he heard her breath hitch in her throat.

Hesitantly, Gabriella looked up to meet his eyes.

"I like you," he admitted. Gabriella gasped and closed her eyes shut before opening them again to see the sincerity still in his orbs. "A lot and I want to know…do you feel the same?"

The brunette fidgeted and attempted to get out but knew it was near to impossible. "I—"

"You?" he edged her on.

"I…will get back to you on that." She attempted to break free but he wouldn't have it.

"Gabriella," his voice was stern.

She sighed. "Ok, I guess I…kind of...sort of…possibly…maybe…like you."

"Sorry what was that?" He cupped a hand over his ear and had a smug smirk while a smug smirk played on his lips.

She slapped his chest and got out of his hold. "Goodbye Troy."

He didn't get a chance to reply.

She had slammed the door in his face.

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