Full of Regret.
The party music was blaring and the room was vibrating. What made it even worse was that I was drunk, a little too drunk that all my morals had been pushed to the back of my mind.
A few days ago, I had broken up with my boyfriend of two years, Troy Bolton; but I had no other choice, he had cheated on me with East High's most prime girl, Sharpay Evans. He claimed that he had no feelings for her, but I didn't believe him for one second. Who makes out with another girl and has no feelings for her? But I could care less…right?
"Ugh, Gabrielle, you have to stop thinking about him! You're at this party to have fun and meet new guys, not to think about your ex!" I mentally slapped myself for always thinking of him.
I mean what was so good about him anyways? Aside from that tanned, toned, and perfect proportioned body, those piercing icy blue eyes, and his incredible good looks, he really wasn't all that great.
"Except for when he would call me just to tell me he loved me, or when he called me baby; he new I loved that. Or how perfect I fit into his arms…SNAP OUT OF IT GIRL!" There I went again, mentally slapping myself.
I figured it was time for another drink since I could see the bottom of the red plastic cup I had been holding for the past hour. Walking over to the keg, I tripped one of the stereo cords. When I was about to hit the ground, I felt a pair of warm, strong, all too familiar hands encase my waist. I spun around and there he was, Troy Bolton in all his cheating glory.
"Whoa there, are you okay?" His eyes were filled with concern and something I couldn't quite put my finger on.
"Yes, now get off of me!" I couldn't stand the warmness of his touch or the tingly sense that shot down my spine when his fingers came into contact with my cold skin.
I hit his chest and tried to tear myself away from him, but since I was quite drunk, it didn't exactly happen. I kept on hitting his chest to get away from him but it didn't seem to phase him in any way; he just kept that straight concerned face on.
Leaning down to my ear, he whispered into it. "Shhh, just calm down Gabbi"
How I wanted to cry right then, maybe it was just the effect of the alcohol, I don't know. But something about him whispering in my ear made me realize how much I needed him. I couldn't take it anymore and I started to sob into his chest. He kept his arms firm around me, not letting me go and stroking my back while kissing the top of my head.
He gently pulled me away from the party and into one of the unoccupied rooms. He sat me down on the unseemingly large couch and knelt in front of with his hands rested on my arms.
"Gabriella, listen to me." He never called me that unless he was serious. "I love you, I always have and I always will. This isn't you, I know it's not you. You have consumed so much alcohol and I don't like seeing you act like this. I have been watching you all night and you still make me breathless every time you smile, or when you laugh, or when you make that cute little face when you dance"
Did he just say what I thought he said? He's still inlove with me?!
"I want to be able to call you mine again, I want to wake up next to you like I used to, I want to call you my baby, I want to be your everything, please, just please give me another chance. I'm full of regret Gabbi." His eyes went from a concerned to a pleading shade of blue. I knew he was serious.
Not wanting to break the silence, I smiled genuinely at him and pulled his face closer to mine. I pressed my lips gently against his and smiled against his lips. The feeling that ran thru my body was indescribable. The feeling of his lips touching mine again was pure ecstasy.
When he finally broke away from the kiss, I leaned to his ear and softly kissed below it, then whispered into his ear, "I love you and you will always be my everything, Troy"