This is the first story of my Alphabet Oneshots. You can request songs, but to see what letter are left, you will need to go into my story, Love Lasts Forever, and into the Authors Note. I accept all oneshots, as long as the letter has not already been chosen. I update the list regularly, so you will be able to choose pretty accurately a letter and a song.

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McFly-All About You (Requested by Loves to read 15)

Troy Bolton grinned as he made his way to school today. Ten more minutes and he could see Gabriella Montez. Admittedly, they had been together until eleven o'clock the night before, but he still couldn't wait to see her. A carefully wrapped up bunch of delicate, red and white roses lay on the seat across from him, and a small, white card peaked out from the centre of bouquet.

As he pulled into the school parking lot, he recognized a giggle and a loud voice, and soon Sharpay Evans and Gabriella Montez appeared from behind the bus parked next to his truck. He jumped out of the van, grabbing Gabriella around the waist and swinging her around, kissing her full on her lush, full lips.

"I've missed you baby," he told her with a love-struck smile. She grinned back up at him with a trusting, warm smile. He reached over the side of his truck and pulled out the flowers, handing them to her with a flourish.

"Ohmigod, Troy!" She gasped. "They're gorgeous!"

It's all about you, it's all about you baby
It's all about you, it's all about you

Troy laid back on his bed after he had finished all his homework, occasionally looking over at a picture of Gabriella which sat beside the lamp on his bedside table. She looked so cute, so young. He smiled as he remembered a discussion they had had a day before. She had been sitting on her bed, looking through one of her girly magazines, and quizzing him.

"What's my favorite colour?" She had asked him. He had rolled his eyes. What an easy question.

"Purple. But not that light colour purple, the dark one with a hint of blue," he told her. She'd grinned at him.

"If you had to choose one thing, what would you say you're world revolved around?" She had asked. Troy had smiled and reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"It's all about you," he had answered.

Yesterday you asked me something I thought you knew
So I told you with a smile
It's all about you

Gabriella had smiled at him, biting her lower lip and blushing slightly in that adorable way she did when she was embarrassed. She'd looked back down at her magazine, but Troy'd pulled in away, sitting beside her and pulling her into his lap, covering her cheeks and neck with kisses. She'd giggled and screeched.

When he'd finally calmed down, she whispered in his ear,

"I promise I'll make your life worthwhile."

Then you whispered in my ear and you told me to
Said you make my life worth while
It's all about you

Troy grinned. He loved making her smile, hearing her laugh. He would do anything for her, just to see that smile spread across her face. Just to stop the tears which occasionally flooded to her eyes. Just to feel her arms around him, making him breathless and weak.

Just watching her from the desk in her room, while she lay on the floor in a meditating position made him tingle all over. The perfect curve of her neck, luscious curve of her lips, the innocent flutter of her eyelashes, unbeknownst to her that she was making him feel so many things everytime her deep, brown eyes glanced over in his direction.

"Gabi?" Troy murmured, quickly closing the distance between, just wanting to feel the pressure of her lips against his.

"Yeah?" Her eyes fluttered open and she gasped as he was right in front of her. His lips pressed down on hers and she smiled against his mouth as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

And I would answer all your wishes
If you ask me to
But if you deny me one of your kisses
Don't know what I'd do

He loved the afternoons when her mother would go out with friends, and Gabriella would stay at home in her pyjamas, washing dishes and singing along with the radio. He would wait until he finished drying and putting away the last dish, and then scoop her up in his arms, swaying with whatever song was on, his nose buried in her hair, the sweet smell of her shampoo invading his senses.

"I love you," she murmured, lifting her head and paralyzing him for the umpteenth time with her beautiful stare.

"I love you too," he replied, holding her closer, never wanting to let her go.

So hold me close and say three words like you used to do
Dancing on the kitchen tiles it's all about you
Yeah

"No! No, please, Gabi!" Troy moaned as she picked a movie. They stood in the line at the cinema, the strong smell of buttery popcorn surrounding them and the loud yells and laughter of the Saturday night movie-goers. "Please, anything but that." Gabriella giggled and tugged on his hand, fixing her puppy-dog look on him. "Don't give me that look. Don't you dare give me that look…"

"What movie will you two be seeing?" Asked the worker behind the counter, smiling invitingly at the couple. Troy slid the money across the counter and said with a pitiful sigh,

"The Proposal, thanks."

And I would answer all your wishes if you asked me to
But if you deny me one of your kisses don't know what I'd do

Two weeks later they sat on the couch at his house, watching yet another chick flick, The Notebook. Gabriella was nestled in his arms, tears trickling down her face, even though she had seen the movie hundreds of times—Troy knew, he had watched it with her every single time. But he never really complained.

Anything for Gabriella.

Anything.

It's all about you
It's all about you, it's all about you baby
It's all about you, it's all about you baby
It's all about you, it's all about you baby
It's all about you, it's all about you
It's all about you

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