Hey guys. It's a new one-shot that I came up with listening to the song "Early Frost" by Youngstown. I would recommend you to search the song and find a way for you to listen to it because just seeing the lyrics wouldn't really give you the emotion. I was going to make this into a whole story but I already have three stories going and I didn't have that much planned for this except it being a one-shot but now it's going to be a two-shot. So I hope you enjoy.
Remember Me
"I'll call you when I get home."
Those were the last words that I heard from her. The girl, I spent my whole summer with. The girl, I fell in love with. She promised she would call when she got home to New York but she never did. I have been waiting for the past two months for her to call. I was in love with this girl, from the first moment I bumped into her on the beach.
I just got done unpacking my bags in my summer house where I will be spending the whole summer. This was my first time alone at my own summer house in Malibu, California. Right now, I'm walking along the beach since I had nothing better to do at the moment. As I was walking, I didn't notice a girl who was looking out in the ocean was in front of me until I accidently ran into her and knocked the girl over which made my eyes widened.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I bent down to help the girl up, "I wasn't watching where I was going."
The girl just gave me a smile as she dusted the sand off of her pants, "Don't worry about it. I should have not stood in the middle of the area where people jog or in your case, walk."
I just chuckled and put my hand out, "I'm Troy…Troy Bolton."
"Gabriella Montez," she gave me another smile as she shook my hand, "it's nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you as well," I gave her a smile as I took my hand back.
That was all it took for my summer romance to start with Gabriella Montez. I knew summer romances don't usually last past the summer but I hoped this one would have. She was different than most girls out there, especially the ones in California. I should know, I used to have a few girlfriends back in high school.
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I walk over to the window of my apartment in San Diego, California and noticed that it was still raining. It has been raining for the past week now and it didn't seem like it was going to stop anytime soon. I moved my finger up to the window and noticed that it was fogged up so I started moving my fingers and formed a word in the windowpane, more like a name.
Gabriella Montez.
We used to write our names in the sand on the beach. It was one of our special things we did together. We would have dates on the beach and then afterwards, we would sit together on the beach and just look out into the ocean watching the sunset with her sitting between my legs and her leaning against my chest with my arms wrapped around her. It was love. I knew it and I knew she knew it too.
"This is so beautiful," Gabriella whispered as she sighed looking out in the ocean.
"Yes you are," I smiled as I leaned down to give her a kiss on her cheek, "so far this has been the best summer of my life and it's all because of you, Ella."
She turned her head towards me with a smile on her face, "I feel the same way, Troy."
I smiled as I looked in her eyes which caused her to smile more to me and gave me a small nod as I started to lean in. I saw her close her eyes waiting for me to touch her lips with mine. I then closed my eyes as I closed the gap between our faces and touched her lips with mine. It was a nice, slow gentle kiss, just like the way I liked it. Normally I would kiss the girls passionately but with Gabriella, I wanted to make everything special with her so a gentle kiss was good enough. I felt her lips moving with mine and I knew right then and there, we were perfect together. I just hoped that this wasn't going to be just a summer love.
Gabriella pulled away slowly with a smile on her face before opening her eyes and I opened my eyes, "That was nice."
I nodded, "Yeah it was."
She gave me a small smile before taking my hand and leaned in down to touch the sand. At first I was confused of what she was doing but then I saw her using my pointer finger to write out letters onto the sand. I smiled as I saw what she wrote with my hand.
Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez.
"I love it but there's something missing," she looked at me confused as I smiled at her but then took my hand from hers to draw a heart around our names, "now it's perfect."
Gabriella looked at it and placed a cute smile on her face, not that any other times she smiles aren't cute but this one was a special cute smile, "I love it."
"Me too," I nodded as I wrapped my arm back around her and she leaned back into my chest once again as I whispered against her hair very quietly, "just like I love you."
I knew it was fast when I told her that I loved her but I didn't exactly tell her. I whispered it to her. I didn't want to ruin the summer that was happening so far since it was so soon that I realized that I was in love with her. I'm still in love with her. I can't forget about her.
She promised she would call me when she got home to New York but she didn't. I keep thinking that maybe she forgot about me. To her, maybe I was just a summer fling and she was playing with my emotions. Maybe I should've told her that I loved her. Maybe if I told her that I loved her, she would have called me and realized that I was different.
Sometimes I tell myself that I should call her. It's been two months since and I can't stop thinking about her. I love her and it hurts to know that she might not remember me. I know it's a lot to say that she doesn't remember me. How can you forget the relationship you had for two months and four days? Yes, I counted how long I was with her. I was in love with her, for crying out loud.
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"Gabriella?" I looked at her as she was sitting on my couch.
Gabriella turned to look at me with tears in her eyes, "This is the end."
"It doesn't have to be," I grabbed her hands with mine, "we can make this work."
"Troy, you live here in California. I live in New York," she shook her head before standing up from the couch and walked over to the window that looked out to the ocean, "it won't work."
I knew this was coming. It was the end of summer and Gabriella was going to have to go back to New York and I'm going to have to lock up my summer house for the winter and go find an apartment in San Diego. I didn't want this to be the end. I was willing for it to work so I stood up and walked over to place my arms around Gabriella and placed my head in the crook of her neck and looked out the window as well.
"We can work this out," I sighed, "at least can we try?"
She turned her face to give me a peck on my lips, "We can try but don't guarantee anything."
I didn't realize that when she said don't guarantee anything, she wouldn't try. She said we could try, she told me that she was going to call when she got to New York, but no, she's not trying. I've been waiting for her to try for two months and still no phone call. Every time I say that I'm going to call her, I back out. I don't know why but I think I'm just scared to find out the truth. The truth of being she met someone else or she just forgot all about him once she got on the plane and headed back to other side of the country.
She turned around to face me, "We're going to get through this?"
"Yes," I nodded and took her hands, "we'll find a way. Just make sure you call me when you get home so we can talk about how we're going to do this."
Gabriella nodded before she wrapped her arms around my waist and then I wrapped my arms around her body as she rested her head on my chest. I looked down and kissed the top of her head. We were at the airport. Gabriella was going home, back to New York and this may be the last time I see her, at least we both hoped not, at least I really hope not.
We both overheard the announcement speak that it was time for Gabriella's flight which caused her to break away from me and then gave me a kiss on my lips before pulling away from me, "I'll call you when I get home."
I nodded before leaning over and gave her a kiss on her forehead before pulling away. She gave me a small smile before grabbing her carry-on bag and ticket and started walking towards the terminal. She gave the attendant her ticket and before she went in the terminal, she turned around to see me and I gave her a smile and a wave in which she returned with a small wave before walking through the terminal and onto the plane back to New York.
And out of my life. But at the time, I didn't know that it was going to be last time I would have talked to her for two months. God, if I knew that it was going to be like this, I swear to you, I would have told her that I loved her and begged her to stay with me. I would've begged her to go to a university here in California.
I know you're probably wondering why am I just sitting here rambling on to you about the girl that left me? Well I'm telling you this because I just thought you should know my story before you hear the song that I wrote for a record company that wants to sign me a deal because they heard of me because I used to sing at my parents' restaurant/club.
"Troy Bolton?" I heard a voice behind me.
I turned around and saw man in a suit, "Uh yes? How may I help you?"
"I heard about you and singing at your parents' restaurant/club," I nodded, "I also heard that you were good and I wanted to talk to you about maybe signing you to a record deal."
"Wait, what?" I looked at him confused, "A record deal? Who are you?"
The man smiled, "I'm Ryan Daniels and I am starting a record company. Well not starting, I already have a few people signed under the deal and I was wondering if you would like to be another. I've heard great things about Troy Bolton and I believe that if those people think you're good, other people will."
"But you haven't heard me sing before."
Mr. Daniels chuckled silently, "I don't need to. You're a good looking kid and you have a nice speaking voice and it sounds like you could have a great singing voice. I can see a star in you and I also can read that you've been hurt or something and you need some way to reach the person that hurt you without actually speaking to them on the phone. Am I right?"
I looked at him shocked, "How did you…?"
"I've been there," he nodded to me, "Why do you think I started this record company? I needed to get my mind back on something that actually meant it was going to go somewhere. You've been hurt, not physically, but emotionally and you don't know what to do. You want to call this person but you always feel like you shouldn't because that person was supposed to call you and you're still waiting to see if they will call you like they said they were. Now you're worried that, that person has forgotten all about you and doesn't remember you. Am I right? Did I get it exactly right?"
I was still in shock that he knew all of this but then nodded, "Yes. All of that is true. So where do we start in this whole record deal thing?"
"So you're in?" I nodded, "Great, here's my card, call me when you can and oh start working on a song. I know you got things to write down and I know whoever the person the song will be about, will soon be calling you."
"Thanks Mr. Daniels," I shook his hand after taking his card.
"Just call me Ryan," I nodded and took my hand away before I went separate ways from Ryan.
I know what you're thinking. A singer? Really? Why? Well Ryan Daniels was right, I did have a lot to say and I put it down all in a song. Maybe Gabriella will hear it and maybe she'll realize that I love her and what we had over summer meant a lot to me. I really do hope she hears it. But then again, maybe this whole singing thing will help me get over the summer love that didn't last like the way I wanted it to. Ugh I have to stop living in the past even though maybe the past will become my present and future.
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"You nervous?" Ryan, my manager came up to me and patted me on the back.
Yes, Ryan is not only the owner of the record company but he said he liked me so much that he was willing to be my manager and I agreed, Ryan and I became fast friends even though he's like twenty years older than me, "Yeah, just a little. This is my first time singing on TV."
"Well don't be," Ryan looked at me, "this is Ellen DeGeneres, this is a fun interview place and it's a good place to start. Just remember when you're done singing, Ellen will be asking you questions as well, just relax and speak the truth."
I nodded and took a deep breath. Yes you heard right, I'm going to be singing and being interviewed on Ellen DeGeneres' talk show. I know she's a fun person so I should be cool, right? Well I'm not really cool, because I'm nervous. I'm so nervous that people will either hate me or Gabriella may hear it and either think I'm obsessed or she'll like it. But then again, I also hope does hear it because maybe I'll be able to see her.
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Ellen was speaking to the audience as I was getting ready to the side of the studio where I'll be sitting and then she spoke, "Ok now I'm going to introduce to a new singer that was found by Ryan Daniels who you may know started his own record company a few years ago. This upcoming new star was just singing for fun at his parents' restaurant/bar in San Diego and now may be taking over the world. Here is Troy Bolton with his first single, Early Frost."
The audience started cheering as the camera man focused his camera on me. I grew a little nervous but smiled slightly as I sat down on a stool with the microphone in front of me and the band behind me. I also had a keyboard in front of me which I was going to play. The band started to play and then I started playing the piano for thirty seconds before I started singing the song.
Summer came and went so fast, at my summer home And sometimes on my windowpane I write your name And my heart keeps telling me I ought to lose my pride and just call you So many things run through my mind But that's gone, there's just the pain in my chest And my heart keeps telling me I ought to lose my pride and just call you Although I feel that time's passing me by
I had a summer love and I hoped it would last
then the rain came down that fall
And I'm all out of reasons why you don't call
Like we did in those grains of sand
Because in my mind nothing has changed
So I will, yes I will, when I get around to it
My head keeps battling with reasons to keep my spirit believing that you still,
I pray you still remember me
Why did you lose your thrill?
Did I hold you too tight?
A love for all seasons, I believe I got it right
Yeah that's what I'd do when I'd kiss you goodnight
A love song's replaced your sweet caress
And I don't see how that will do
So I will, yes I will, when I get around to it
My head keeps battling with reasons to keep my spirit believing that you still,
I pray you still remember me
I long for the day that you'll be back in my life
So I close my eyes and pray that we will be together
Together someday
And my heart keeps telling me I ought to lose my pride and just call you
So I will, yes I will, when I get around to it
My head keeps battling with reasons to keep my spirit believing that you still,
I pray you still remember me
And my heart keeps telling me I ought to lose my pride and just call you
So I will, yes I will, when I get around to it
My head keeps battling with reasons to keep my spirit believing that you still,
I pray you still remember me
Yeahhhh ooooh Baby Remember me
I played the last few notes on the piano before looking up seeing people standing me a standing ovation which caused me to smile. I nodded to them meaning thank you. I looked in the audience and found Ryan with his thumb up and nodding his head meaning he approved. I took a deep breath and all of the nerves were gone, now I just need to talk to Ellen which I believe is the easy part of this whole thing.
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"So Troy Bolton," Ellen sat down on her chair while I sat down in my chair, "how did this happen?"
I chuckled, "Honestly, I was just walking out of my parents' restaurant/bar and then this random guy came up to me and started talking to me about a record deal and he was Ryan Daniels who is now like a buddy to me, plus my manager, and my boss so basically it was a spur in the moment thing. I guess people at my parents' place liked me so Ryan gave me a chance and here I am with my first single."
"Yes you're first single," Ellen nodded with her eyebrows raised meaning there was a question coming, "The performance you just put on seemed very sincere, did you write the song on experience? And if so are you with this girl? Or was it just a summer love?"
"I did write this song in with this experience and yes it was a summer fling that happened this past summer," I casually shrugged, "and that's all that happened."
"But you wish it was more," Ellen raised her eyebrow again with a smirk on her face at me.
I chuckled lightly, "I'm not saying anything."
"Already the smart one," she giggled, "that will come in handy in this business. But anyways, whoever this girl is, I'm sure she is thinking about you right now. Now, do you plan on being in this business for long or is it just a temporary thing?"
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It's been a few days since I was on the Ellen DeGeneres Show and it has been aired on TV, the other day and Ryan was getting me anxious and ready to work on the rest of my album to get it out in a few weeks. I was walking down a street in San Diego and was stopped by a few people for autographs. I was surprised at first because I didn't expect this to happen so fast but I went along with it. A few people told me to go after the girl that "Early Frost" was about. You see, I would if I knew where she was. New York is a big state and then New York City is a big city. She never exactly said if she was in New York or in New York City.
I then heard a voice I never thought I hear again behind me, "Troy?"
I turned around slowly and was shocked to see this person, "Gabriella?"
Remember what I said, it was originally going to a one-shot but then I had this idea for the ending of the first part. I know, I know, it's mean…lol…but don't worry I won't be mean for long or will I? So what is going to happen in the next and final chapter? Please review and tell me what you think. Thank you!