Alright so this is just going to be short, cheesy drabbles staring Troy and Gabriella. If you guys ever have any ideas of your own just let me know and I'll try and turn it into a one-shot with our favorite couple:] I have a few ideas for the first few, but any contributions are welcome.

Summary: We all do it. We roll our eyes, yell, and give him a hard time, but when it comes down to it...we love pretending to hate the little things that actually make us fall more in love.

Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with High School Musical or its characters. Enjoy guys and please let me know what you think:]

I pretend to hate when I catch him staring at me, but honestly…he gets this look in his eyes like I'm the most beautiful person he's ever laid eyes on.

It was our typical Saturday date night. Once in awhile we'd go out to dinner or get an ice-cream, but tonight we were staying inside curled up on the couch. The storm outside was the cause. Any desire to get dressed up was crushed when the black clouds spread across the large Albuquerque sky that morning. I don't know what it is about storms that immediately put me in the mood for sweatpants and little movement all day, but sometimes it was responsible for my most memorable dates with the boy who currently had his arms securely wrapped around my waist.

I wasn't even bothering to watch the screen now as I continued to just lay there and remember this feeling for later when he'd leave me. I was brought out of my thoughts when I felt eyes on me, eyes that belonged to the only other person in the room. I opened mine and caught his gaze wandering carefully over me to make sure nothing was wrong since I had started gripping onto him that much more now that time was escaping so quickly.

My first reaction was to become self-conscious. "Stop that." I mumbled lightly slapping my hand across his face to shield his eyes.

He chuckled, "Stop what?"

"Staring at me. It makes me nervous."

"Why?"

"What do you mean why? It's weird."

He scoffed, "Weird? That's not very nice."

I laugh and close my eyes when he finally turns his head back towards the movie. But then, that feeling comes back again, the one where you know someone is staring at you but you're not sure from what direction or who it is. Obviously this was a different scenario though since it was just Troy and I sprawled out on my living room couch.

This time was different though.

I slowly opened my eyes and held his stare this time and didn't say a word. He reached his hand up to cup my face and slowly let his thumb run back and forth across my cheek, never breaking eye contact.

We basked in each others silent understanding and bright smiles covered both of our faces as we leaned in and brushed noses before our lips met for a soft kiss.

And then he continued to stare at me and I could almost feel my heart beat that much faster from the simple action.

He looked at me like I was his entire world.

And when I heard him whisper I love you and initiate another kiss I realized that maybe I was.

Just like he was mine.