Cheater's Consequences

The next day..

Gabriella woke up to the sound of her ringtone going off..

'Everyday, of our lives

Wanna find you there wanna hold on tight

Gonna run, while we're youn--'

''Hello ?'' she asked, into the phone.

''Hey Gabby, you wanna hang out with me and Troy today ?'' Aanna asked.

Gabriella heard the name 'Troy', and thought of an excuse to not be able to see him. She might end up giving something away.

She did the first thing she could think of, and coughed.

''No, i'm not feeling that well today, actually.'' she said, of course lying.

''Okay, do you wan' us to come over there instead ?'' Aanna asked.

''NO!..'' she realised that sounded kinda mean, ''I mean, i don't want you guys to catch it and all..'' she recuppaired.

''Okay, bye then''

''Bye.'' and with, Aanna hung up.

3 hours later..

Gabriella's doorbell rung. She rushed down the stairs to answer it, opening it to find a guy with her favourite flowers in hand. Red, white and pink roses.

''Are you Ms. Gabriella Montez ?'' the guy asked, looking at the sheet form for her name.

''Yeah, that's me..'' she said.

''Then these are for you.'' he said, giving her the flowers before walking back to his car, getting in and driving off.

Gabriella closed the door to the house, flowers in hand.

She laid them on the side, whilst she went to get a vase with water inside.

She came back into the hall with a vase in hand. Putting the flowers in the vase, she saw that there was a note. She then decided to read it, to find who sent her the flowers.

'I was told you we're sick, so i brought you these,

hope you like them..

Troy, xx'

'Aww..' Gabriella thought to herself. But came out of her trance when she realised something.

'I know he bought them, but he didn't write 'bought' he wrote 'brought'. she said to herself.

She then reminded herself, of the guy that bought the flowers to her door step, then his car.

'Then theses are for you' he looked up into her eyes, and she saw that they were crystal blue, before he walked to his car.

'his car.'

''Troy was the delivery guy'' she told herself, aloud.

She went back up to her room. She picked up her phone and dialled his number.

With Troy..

'Dance, dance

Were falling apart to half time

dance dance, and the--'

''Hello ?'' he asked into the phone.

''Hey, Love the flowers!'' Gabriella said.

''I'm glad, did you figger out that i was the delivery guy yet ?'' he asked.

''Yes.'' she said.

''I knew you would.'' he said, ''So what you upto ?'' he asked.

''Nothing, you ?'' she asked back.

''Not much really, wanna hang out later ?''

''Shouldn't you be going out with Aanna ?'' Gabriella asked.

''Come on Brie, i don't have to spend all my time with her!''

''Fine, when ?''

''How about.. now ?'' he questionned, Gabriella gave a 'huh ?'. Troy sighed laughingly, ''Turn around!''

Gabriella turned around to see Troy standing on her balcony. She rushed over to the door, unlocked it, and jumped, not literally, on him.

''Hey.'' he said.

''Hi.'' she said..

''Why are you out here, it's pouring down..'' Gabriella asked, dragging him inside her room.

'' 'Cause i wanted to see you.'' he whined.

''You saw me.'' she said. Not able to drag him inside, as he pulled her back outside, into the pouring rain.

''You look cute when you're wet!'' Gabriella stated.

''Well, you look hot when you're wet!'' he stated back, before leaning in kissing her passionately.

The kiss was at the same time : Pasionate, love-filled, caring, gentle, earth-shattering, and a lot of other things.

Gabriella closed her eyes into the melting kiss. As soon as she opended them again, she saw a car light ; the car pulling up infront of her house.

Gabriella pulled away, much to her's and Troy's content.

''What's wrong ?'' Troy asked.

Gabriella pointed to the car, and the person getting out, ''That's Aanna and her car!''.

''So ?'' Troy then realised, ''Oh crap!!'' he said, rushing into her room.

''You need to hide!'' Gabriella said.

''No shit Sherlock!'' Troy said sarcasticaly.

''In the closet.'' Gabriella said pushing Troy into the closet and sitting on her bed.

''That's hot! Can you wear this ?'' Troy asked throught the closet, opening it gently to show a Victoria Secret's Nightgown.

''Troy, get back in there'' Gabriella hissed.

''I am, and i'm picturing you, in this! Oh, that's hot!'' Troy said.

The doorbell rung.

''Stay in there, while i answer it..'' she said, getting up from the bed, and going downstairs.

When she arrived, she opened the door, to find Aanna.

''Hey, what's up ?'' she asked, with a sick voice. She's supposed to be ill remember.

''Nothing much, i brought you some chicken soup.'' she said, hading her a hot boll of soup.

Gabriella grabbed the bool, ran into the kitchen to put in down then came back in time to snatch the note of the flowers that Aanna was examenating.

''There beautiful, who bought them ?'' Aanna asked, smelling the flowers.

Gabriella though as fast as she could to come up with someone, ''My parents,'' Aanna looked at her. ''My parents got me them, they knew i wasn't feeling well..'' she said, trying to convince her. Which worked.

''You're so lucky. When i'm ill my parents don't get me flowers, they just let me pick the flavor of ice-cream.'' she said, ''Okay, well i better get going..seya'.'' she said.

Aanna started walking out.

''Bye.'' Gabriella said, closing the door behind Aanna.

''Phew, that was close -- Troy!'' she said, rushing up the stairs.

She ran up into her room, ran to her closet, opening it to find Troy asleep, or so she thought.

She sighed and went to turn away, when,

''Boo!'' she screamed at the sound, Troy started cracking up, ''Every time, that never gets old!'' he said.

''Oh so you think that's funny ?'' she asked.

''Yeah, okay, well, i better get goin'.'' he started, ''bye Babe.'' he said.

''Bye.'' she said, about to walk away.

''Aren't you forgetting something ?'' Troy asked mischiviously.

''Oh, right, sorry Baby.'' she said, walking over to him.

She leant in and kissed him sweetly on the lips.

''Goodbye.'' he said, after pulling away.

''Bye.'' and with that, he climed back down her balcony.

Gabriella lifted her hand up to her lips and let her fingers dawdle on them.

''Why is this so difficult ?'' she asked herself.

I'm sorry if the second chap was kinda rubish, third up soon, and other story chaps. xoxo,Jess. D