My Best Friend's Baby

Chapter 1

Gabriella Montez woke up on a Sunday morning with the most horrible hangover she had ever had. She groaned as she tried to lift her head up from the pillow she was laying on. It was then that she noticed she wasn't in her own bed. And she was naked!

How did she end up naked and in someone else's bed? She grabbed the sheets pulling them up higher around herself as she searched the room for her clothes. As she gathered all her articles from around the room, she found her bra lying on the desk that was in the corner of the room. As she took her bra, she couldn't help but look at the picture that the bra had been on top of. And as it just happened it was a picture of her best friend, Troy Bolton and herself from last year's annual trip to Six Flags.

"Shit!" Gabriella said, looking back toward the bed and finding her best friend sleeping soundly on the opposite side from where she had just gotten up. Then it sunk in. She had sex with Troy!!

OH GOD! This was not good, not good at all. A million thoughts rushed through her head at the same time and she started to feel just slightly dizzy. She scanned the bed and found a huge blood stain, which she was certain she slept in and not far from the stain was a used bloody condom. At least he used protection, she thought. But that was not the issue now. The issue was she had slept with her best friend!

She couldn't just wake him up and tell him could she? She wouldn't do that because he would freak...sort of how she was freaking out now. She hurried into Troy's bathroom, trying to be as quiet as possible. She quickly got herself dressed and then came out the bathroom. She stopped at Troy's bedroom door, debating on whether to tell him or not, but ultimately, decided not to. That would just complicate things for them and considering he used protection, she had nothing to worry about. She could just pretend it never happened, but of course everytime she would see him, she would remember.

She hurried down the stairs, grateful that neither one of his parents were up and hurried out the door. When she reached outside, she contemplated on how to get home and in the long run, figured she had to walk.

When she got home, unfortunately her mother was up and waiting for her in the kitchen. As soon as Gabriella closed the front door, she heard her mother's voice call out to her.

"Gabriella Marie Montez, get in this kitchen, right now!" Her mother's tone of voice already told Gabriella that she was not happy and that was only going to get worse.

"Hey, Mom," Gabriella said, giving a little wave, trying to act innocent.

"Don't you 'hey mom' me. Where the hell have you been all night? I allow you to go hang out with your friends and you walk into this house at 11:00 the next morning?"

"Mom, im so sorry. I lost track of time and crashed at Troy's."

"Did you now?" Her mother asked, coming closer to Gabriella. "Then why do you smell like beer and look like you've had sex? Don't you dare lie to me Gabriella, where were you?"

The young girl sighed, giving up her act. "Troy took me out to a party. Taylor and I never went out to the spa and we didn't have a sleepover and her house. We went to a house party."

"And you got drunk and spent the night at whose house?" My mother asked, the stern look on her face.

I nodded, biting my lip, wondering if I should tell my mother about what I woke up to find this morning.

"Troy's, Mom I swear."

Her mother looked at her carefully. "Then why do you look like you did something wrong."

I sighed. I usually told my mother everything. At times she could be my mother and others she could b my best friend, but I'm not sure how she would react to this bit of information.

"You might want to sit," I told her, directing her to the table.

She looked at me, alarmed. "Gabriella…"

"Look, I'm sorry for lying to you about where I was last night, but this is something I want to tell you…it's about Troy."

"What about him? Is he ok? Did he do something to you?"

"No, Mom, not exactly."

The older Montez looked startled. "What do you mean not exactly?"

"I…Mom, I woke up this morning in Troy's bed and…uh I was naked and so was he."

"Oh, Gabriella please don't tell me…"

"I saw blood and a used condom," Gabriella confessed, wanting to let the tears fall down out of her eyes and down her face.

"Sweetheart," Her mother said, pulling her into a hug.

"I don't know how it happened, but we must have gotten drunk and then I don't know. I really just…I wish it didn't happen."

"Well, what about Troy?" She asked her daughter. "Does he know?"

Gabriella shook her head, wiping her eyes with the back of her sleeves. "I left before he could wake up. I didn't want him to see me, because then it would have been awkward between us."

"Honey, you can't just pretend it didn't happen. You have to tell him eventually."

"I...i can't mommy. You don't get it. I wasn't ready for what happened last night and what if he doesn't see me that way and he freaks and doesn't want to be friends or ever talk to me again?"

"Well honey, I always told you about drunken sex. People make a lot of mistakes when they're drunk and this happens to be one."

"What if he hates me?"

"He won't hate you, Mija. It was a mistake. You both made a mistake, you didn't know what you were doing. I mean, I wish you would have been smarter about this, but we can't change things now."

"Mom, I gave away my virginity to my best friend!"

"I know, but honey, you have to live with the consequences and you have to tell Troy. If you don't things could just get worse."

Gabriella sat, wiping the tears as they kept flowing out her eyes. She didn't want to tell Troy, but because of the circumstances, she might have to reveal it to him later.

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Troy rolled over in his bed a little later the same morning. He moaned in pain and grabbed his head, hoping to stop the pounding headache surging through his head and down his body.

It was then that he realized he was naked in his own bed. That was weird. He never slept naked. He always slept in his boxers.

He looked around the room to see that his room was the exact way he left it, only his clothes from last night were all over the floor, including his boxers which were sitting on the end of his bed. As he sat up to get them, the door to his room opened.

"Troy, my man," Chad Danforth, Troy's best guy friend said, entering the room. At seeing Troy sitting in his bed, sheets pulled up to his waist and boxers on the end, he smirked. "Someone got some ass last night."

Troy chuckled, grabbing his boxers and slipping them on under the sheets and then standing up and rubbing his eyes, yawning as he went into the bathroom. "Well if I did, I don't remember it."

"Yea, because you were so wasted last night," Chad replied, sitting in the desk chair, not wanting to go anywhere near Troy's bed.

"Was I?" Troy asked, coming out of the bathroom after doing his business. "I couldn't tell, what with this horrible headache," he said sarcastically.

Chad rolled his eyes and Troy sat on the edge of the bed, downing 2 aspirins that he had gotten out of his medicine cabinet with a glass of water that he got from the bathroom sink. He looked at Troy's bed, spotting the used condom that Gabriella had seen when she got up the bed and the bloody stain near it.

"Oh dude," Chad said, grossed out. "What the hell?"

Troy turned to look at Chad and followed his gaze to the spot on the bed. He sighed. "Great, now I have to wash my sheets."

Chad shrugged. "At least you know you had sex with a virgin."

"Yea, but that doesn't help me narrow down who it was. I have no idea what her name was. I can't even remember bringing her here."

Chad shook his head. "What if she was hot man? Now you just lost your chance to get with her."

Troy rolled his eyes. "I don't even know her."

"Whatever, you still coming out with us for lunch?"

Troy glanced at the clock seeing it was almost 12 now. "Yea I guess. I'll go shower."

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Gabriella's POV

Shortly after talking with my mother, I went up stairs to shower and get changed for the 12:30 lunch I was having with my friends. As I got out the shower I changed into a pair of dark wash jeans and my pink and black buffalo plaid shirt. I put on my pink, white and black Nike Air's and put on my Juicy bracelet on one arm, my pink, white and black snap on bracelets on the other. My gold heart chain was already on my neck from last night and I put in my little black ball studs and smeared some pink lip gloss across my lips and I was ready to go, grabbing my phone in its Juicy protective cover.(outfit=profile)

I went down the stairs, putting my lip gloss in my pocket for later and my cell phone in the other. My mother glanced at me from where she was watching TV on the couch and smiled. "Going out to lunch already?"

I looked at the clock, seeing that it was already a little bit after 12 and nodded.

My mother nodding, understanding. "But honey, if you see Troy, please think about telling him."

I rolled my eyes immediately, not wanting to get into another discussion about this. "I'll think about it," I replied before rushing out the door and to my blue Honda Civic Hybrid (car=profile). I had gotten it recently for my 16th birthday from my grandfather, so basically he spoiled me. He knew I was into hybrid cars too, so that was a plus.

I drove to Dolly's Diner and parked next to Sharpay's pink convertible. Of course she would be the first one here. She was never late to any of our Sunday afternoon gatherings. Considering, we've been doing this every Sunday for just about 3 years now; we had established a steady routine.

I went inside, being greeting by Dolly, the owner at the counter. We had become regulars for her whether it be on Sunday or any other day of the week, so she knew all of our names by now. We also became close friends so every meal we ate had a discount.

I found the booth in which Sharpay was seated at, water sitting in front of her and I sat across from her just as the waitress spotted me and came over.

"What can I get you?" She asked, smiling politely.

"Chocolate milkshake please," I replied and she nodded walking off to place my order.

Sharpay smirked at me. "So what's up with you?"

I sighed, looking down at the table. "Not so good."

"I figured; you were completely smashed last night. I swear if I would have asked you your own name, you would have gotten that wrong."

I groaned. "Don't remind me about last night. I woke up with the worst hangover ever and found something I didn't want to."

Sharpay raised her eyebrow at me. "What do you mean?"

"Sharpay you can't keep a secret to save your life, especially one this big," I started off and Sharpay looked offended. "But you're my best friend, so I'm going to tell you anyway….I think I slept with Troy last night."

Sharpay's eyes went wide. "YOU SLEPT WITH WHO?!?!?!"

I glanced around at the people in the diner staring at us. I laughed nervously. "She's just overexcited sorry folks." I turned to her and gave her the death look.

"I'm sorry, but did you just say what I thought you said? You slept with Troy?"

I looked around; making sure no one was listening. "I don't know, I think I did. I mean I woke up this morning naked in his bed and when I got up to find my clothes I realized where I was and who was lying on the other side of the bed. Then I found a used condom and there were blood stains on his sheets where I was lying at."

Sharpay's face dropped. "Oh, you definitely slept with him alright. How was it? Does Troy live up to the reputation the girls have given him?"

I looked at her incredulously. "Sharpay! I was drunk. I wouldn't remember. I mean not that it matters, but I don't even know how it felt. My mind is just blank."

"Whoa man, you got your cherry popped and you can't even remember if it hurts."

"I know," I moaned, putting my head in my hands. "It's horrible."

"Well...wait. Does Troy know that you to had sex?"

"No," I answered. "When I woke up I freaked out and left."

"One night stand! Wow Brie, that's new for you."

"Sharpay!" I groaned. "Please, I feel bad enough."

Sharpay shrugged. "What do you want me to say? Are you going to tell him?"

"No you sound like my mom," I said. "I can't tell him. That would change things. I mean what would you do if you found out you had sex with your best friend?"

Sharpay looked like she was thinking for a minute before she'd answer. "Well personally, I'd freak because I have two male best friends known as Troy Bolton and Chad Danforth and if I let myself have sex with either of them, I'd probably commit suicide."

I looked at her weirdly. "Uhh, yea I guess you see my point, minus the committing suicide thing."

"Well I mean, look at it this way," she said. "You don't have to worry about losing your virginity to a cheater or a liar. You lost it to Troy and you trust him."

I sighed, looking out the window. "I guess, I don't know anymore."

Taylor suddenly walked up to the table out of nowhere and slid in the booth beside Sharpay. "What's up girlies?" she asked.

I was going to open my mouth to say nothing, but Sharpay beat me to the punch, blurting her words out. "Gabriella had sex with Troy!"

"SHARPAY!" I screeched at her as she covered her mouth with her hand.

"WHAT!?" Taylor yelled at me wrong across the table as it was silent for a second.

"Way to keep your mouth shut Evans," I snapped as Sharpay.

"Oops," she let out a tiny squeak, giving me that 'guilty, I'm sorry' look as I let my head fall with a bang onto the table. This was going to be a looooong day, I could see that already.

A/N: NEW STORY! lol um well this story came to me while i was writing My Pregnancy Story nd i kinda didn't wanna have 2 pregnancy stories out at the same time so yea here it is. i hope u enjoyed the first chapter, unlike some others, this story isn't finished yet i only have 6 chapters so i'm still working on it and um stay tuned for an update on either Hearts on the Dance Floor or My Brother's Best Friend before the weekend is up oh nd srry for any spelling mistakes :)

~Troyellaishottndsexy~