Okay so i just thought of this, i hope you like it.

..::My Heart::..

Gabriella gasped as the young man in front of her got down on one knee in front of the whole restaurant. He had taken her to one of the most expensive restaurants in town and said he had a surprise, she was not expecting this. They'd only been dating a few months, 6 at the most.

"Gabriella Montez, i know we haven't been together that long but i love you and would be honoured if you would accept this and become my wife," he said calmly opening the velvet box he had produced from his black suit pocket. It was huge. It had a silver band and huge clear diamond in the middle with two yellow colored ones at each side.

All of a sudden a massive wave of guilt washed within her. She couldn't marry this guy; she wasn't in love with him. She was in love with her best friend, always had been. How could she say no to him in this room, all these people staring? She would feel awful, not that she had cheated on him or anything. But turning him down in front of everyone would only add to her guilt.

"Gabriella, did you hear what i just said?" the guy kneeled down in front of her asked, formally known as a guy named Josh Harper. His voice knocked her from her thoughts and she smiled weakly at him. Just as she was about to answer, her phone went off and she winced as she saw the look Josh gave her.

"Way to ruin the moment," he muttered taking his seat opposite her.

"I'm sorry it could be important," she defended, smiling apologetically. She picked up her phone and glanced at the screen frowning at the un-familiar number flashing at her.

"Hello?" she questioned.

"Miss Montez?" the caller questioned.

"Speaking, who is this?" she asked politely.

"Hi Miss Montez, I'm nurse Tancredi. We have a Mr. Troy Bolton here and he's requested to see you."

"Troy what? Why is Troy Bolton at the hospital?" She asked trying not to freak out and keep her voice calm, which was proving impossible as her breathing became deeper.

"Please Miss Montez, if you could just come down here. I'll explain everything." The nurse answered calmly.

"Just answer me one question?" Gabriella more like demanded softly than asked after taking a deep breath.

"Okay,"

"Is he okay? Like it's nothing serious?" Gabriella rubbed her fore head with her free hand waiting for the nurse to reply.

"I'm afraid it could be life threatening, -" Gabriella interrupted the nurse,

"I'll be there straight away." She insisted slamming the phone shut.

"Let me guess, poor old Troy needs his best friend to tuck him in," Josh sneered swigging his beer.

"For your information, he's in the hospital. So if you don't mind i'll be going," she answered grabbing her bag.

"Go, i can't be assed any more. You're always putting him before me."

"Josh, he's my best friend and he's in the hospital, he needs me. They said," she sighed running a hand through her hair. "She said it was life threatening, look i'll call you later." She said making a run for the exit tears already leaking from her eyes.

She quickly located her car keys and opened the car door jamming the keys into the ignition. Once out of the parking lot she gradually picked up speed not caring if she was over the limit.

The journey to Albuquerque Hospital took far too long for her liking. She slammed the door of her black Audi shut as she parked up. She made a run for the elevator, her silver heels slowing her down. She groaned as she got in, repeatedly tapping the ground floor button. She slid her red floor length silk dress up a bit so she could tear off her silver stilettos.

The lift eventually made it to the ground floor and she bolted out to reception seconds after the doors to the lift had made a 'ping' sound.

"Troy Bolton, i'm here for Troy Bolton. Where is he?" she asked frantically tapping her fist lightly on the desk, showing the lady she was in a rush.

"Are you Miss Montez? The lady Nurse Tancredi spoke to on the phone?" The receptionist asked and Gabriella nodded frantically. "Okay, he's in room 234, 2nd floor." she explained shooting her a sympathetic smile. With one nod at the receptionist Gabriella again shot for the elevator.

"230, 232, 234," she mumbled to her self as she passed the doors. She took a deep breath grabbing the silver handle and knocking lightly with the other, which where still clutching her silver stilettos. As she entered she saw a couple in their mid 40's at the side of the bed with their backs to her. And at the end of the bed was an older looking man in a white lab coat, jotting something down on his clipboard. As she entered fully the couple turned and Gabriella recognized them as the Bolton's.

"Hey, i got here as soon i could." she whispered walking over to them. Jack nodded at her once, hardly glancing at her and Lucille sent her a watery smile. They then parted and she saw Troy lay on the bed, arms behind his head. Trying his best to look calm, most people who looked at him would think he was. Gabriella knew better, she could she his feet crossed over and rubbing together in the corner of her eye, a sign he was nervous or scared. Her seeing him like this brought tears to her eyes. She walked over to him, letting her presence known.

"Hey," she whispered sniffling and grabbed his hand. His head shot round at her voice and the touch of her small soft hand on his.

"Hey Brie, sorry if i interrupted something!" Troy said clearing his throat looking over attire continuing, "and by the way you're dressed i'm guessing i did," he answered sighing and she giggled at his rambling.

"It's okay, don't worry about it. I would turn down seeing Zac Efron just to see if you were okay," she whispered running her free hand through his brown locks and her thumb over his knuckles with the other.

"Hey, could you guys give us a minute." He said to his parents and Gabriella noticed the cracking in his voice. They nodded as did the Nurse and left, but not before he said he would check up on him in an hour or so. Once they left he let a watery sigh out and his eyes became glossy.

"It's my heart again Brie, this is the second one i've received and they said I'd be lucky IF i can get a donor to match and for my body to accept it." he explained in a whisper letting one tear fall, while she let hers flow freely. Her head collapsed onto the bed in front of his face.

"Shit," she mumbled sniffling. The only thing she could do was hope. She finally looked up at him through her teary brown eyes to meet with his electric blue ones.

"I'm scared Brie, i haven't done have the things i wanted to do. I couldn't pursue my basketball career because of my heart and know i'm probably not going to see the day i graduate from college." he said rubbing his fore head, his eyes closed tightly.

"Don't say that," she whispered softly. "You will get through this, i know you will. And i'll be right here with you." She promised but mostly trying to convince herself and he smiled at her.

"Thank you," he whispered back. Turning on his side to face her but shuffled back so she could lie next to him and she obeyed still tight hold of his hand. She closed her eyes briefly letting it sink in but she couldn't and the word if swarmed through her brain and more tears made their way down her face. She opened her eyes when she felt a hand caress her cheek and wipe the tears away. She opened them to his face centimetres away from hers.

"Don't cry please, i hate it when you're upset, especially when i've made you cry." He whispered and she was about to open her mouth to protest but he beat her to it. "I know you're worried about me, but i hate it when you cry." he repeated softly still caressing her cheek and she sighed softly and leant into the touch of his hand grabbing the hand with hers lacing their fingers to together.

As she did this, the only thing she could think of was how good it felt to have him touch her. Now is not the time to get turned on Gabriella, this is serious. She scolded herself. She opened her eyes as his hand left her face and his face became closer to hers and the hand he detached from her face seconds ago ran up her leg through her dress bringing it up slightly.

She watched him look at her lips then look into her eyes as if asking permission, she smiled slightly as he edged closer till she could feel his breath on hers. And after what seemed liked minutes but was really only a matter of seconds, she felt his lips against hers. For the first time ever, and it was going as good as she imagined if not better. She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck to bring him closer.

He was surprised when he felt her tongue run over his lips for entrance, thinking he would be the one having to ask. Letting the shock to one side he willingly opened his mouth to let her tongue fight with his. He moaned softly when she ran her fingers through his hair and down his bare back, her finger nails pressing down lightly to leave a faint white line. He straddled her but was leaning on his knees hovering over her. After a few more seconds they pulled back from the kiss and leaned their foreheads against each others,

"You have no idea how long i've wanted to do that," he whispered breathlessly and she smiled shyly back.

"Trust me I do," she said biting her lip.

"Damn! It drives me crazy every time you do that!" he pointed out and she smiled still not letting go of her lip from between her teeth. She took a deep breath a few minutes after gazing into each other's eyes and decided she would tell him how she felt.

"I love you, Troy." She whispered not breaking eye contact, "As in i'm in love with you, not brotherly sisterly way." She explained and smiled when she saw him grin back at her,

"I love you too, so fucking much." he replied with so much sincerity, she could have fainted from the strength of it. "Ever since Chad pointed it out when i complained every time i saw you with your first boyfriend Scott Anderson," he said truthfully and she smiled knowing it was around that time she fell for him.

"I love you Brie," he whispered and she beamed up at him as the words she'd been longing to hear since junior year at high school left his mouth sending a chill up her spine.

"I love you too," she whispered back for the second and his mouth re-found hers. The kiss was slow and filled with both love and passion the most the pair could muster up. She let out a sigh of pleasure as he found her spot on her neck and began to leave his mark. She tangled her fingers in his hair letting the extremely good feeling wash over her. As his lips attached back to hers she sat up bringing her dress with her so the length of it was crinkled around her waist, she pulled back suddenly to make him look at her as she unzipped the dress from the side.

He gulped as he watched her unzip it and slowly bring it over her head and slowly drop it on the floor, leaving her in her matching black lacy bra and panties. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the brunette in front of him, he could feel his member twitching as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra.

He let out a little grunt as she torturing slow, brought the straps down. He then looked up at her as she stooped holding the bra in place but without the straps on. He looked at her face and noticed she was looking down biting her lip, a sign she was nervous. He smiled and leant forward causing her to lean back on the bed, his legs in between her legs but still on his knees. He gave her lips a few pecks before speaking,

"Don't be shy," he whispered moving her arm, her hand taking the bra with it and dropped it to the floor. "You're so fucking amazing," and she blushed slightly wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him again. His hand ran over her ribcage and gently gripped her breast and started to knead it as his mouth left open-mouthed kisses and found its way to the right one. She gasped and moaned as he began to suck and tease it with his tongue, arching her back off the bed running his hand through his hair to push him closer. Once he'd done the right one he accompanied the left one with the same attention.

"Oh Troy," she moaned bringing his face back to hers, she gasped as his hand slipped down the front of her already slightly wet panties. Him feeling her gasp took this as an advantage and slipped his tongue in. Her breathing became to a steady pant as he started to stroke her at sturdy pace. Once he agreed she was wet enough he slipped his fingers in side of the place she longed for him to touch. She leant her head back in pure pleasure, eyes closed and her back arched off the bed once again.

"Troy, harder," she demanded softly but also breathlessly, he smiled and kissed her jaw line to her neck. With a few more thrusts and strokes she came over his fingers. Once he removed his fingers she wasted no time in bringing his face to hers to give him an earth-shattering kiss. Whilst in the middle of the kiss her fingers danced lightly over his abdomen giving him goose bumps all over. She smiled into the kiss as his waist reluctantly jerked forward signalling his growing member wanted some attention. He grunted when he felt her hand grab him gently and began to stroke him slowly. He let his eyes close in pure bliss as she picked up her pace.

"Shit Brie, oh god." He moaned through a pant trying to attach his mouth to hers. Without losing grip she turned the over so she was in the position he was in seconds ago. Kissing down his torso, still stroking him she brought down his boxers with her free hand letting them fall on the floor with the rest of their clothing. Seeing him grab the side of the bed to stop him from grunting out she took him in her mouth, not giving him any choice but to moan out loud.

"Oh shit Brie, faster baby." He eventually breathed out, his hand gripping her hair gently. As soon as she deep throated him he lost of control and with a few thrusts he let out in her mouth, which she happily swallowed. He let his head fall back on the bed catching his breath as she kissed her way back up his chest. He immediately responded once her mouth came into contact with his.

She moved forward to straddle him, her hands at either side of his head resting on their elbows while he ran his hands up and down her back gently. After moments of making out he flipped them back over so he could take off her pretty much soaked panties and show her how much he loved her.

Once she was laid on her back he gripped the sides of her underwear and brought them down her long slightly tanned legs. Then re-positioned him self in front of her. She gasped as he gently stroked her entrance,

You ready beautiful?" he whispered huskily in her ear and she shivered underneath him with pleasure.

"Yes, oh yes," she moaned as he entered her and immediately loved the feeling of having him inside her. This was so much than she had could ever imagine it would be. His thrusts were gentle, as if he wanted to please her more than himself. He gradually picked up his pace, as he pinched her chin with his thumb and forefinger politely demanding her to look at him.

As she did they both locked eye contact and she smiled slightly before biting her lip as she arched her back off the bed sending her head back as he hit her spot. He became more aroused as she started to pant gripping the side of the bed, her chest falling and rising, against his chest whilst her back was still arched and head back.

"Faster Troy," she whispered and he instantly began to speed up kissing her neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her doing this, caused him to grunt and push in deeper, only adding to her and his pleasure. "Oh fuck Troy, don't stop," she moaned gripping his hair, his response grunting something that was inaudible, and his hands moving to knead her breasts.

After more thrusts, moaning and grunting each other's names, their perks were reaching.

"Shit Troy, nearly there." she panted out and he removed his head from kissing her chest to resting his forehead against hers. Looking at each other through lust and love filled eyes, whilst pumping in and out of her.

"Come with me baby," he said and she could barely nod as he began to rub her to speed her up as he felt he was about to erupt in side of her. And as he did one last thrust and stroke she exploded over him as he felt himself release inside of her as she moaned his name her orgasm washing through her. He gently collapsed on top of her; their sweaty bodies clashing in the light blue thing they hospital calls a sheet.

His face was inches away from her cheek and her arms were wrapped his back, their legs tangled together, he whispered the words she would never get tired over hearing.

"I love you Brie, to the end of the world and back," he whispered, his breath tickling her cheek and she giggled ever so softly at it.

"I love you too wildcat," and she could here him chuckle at the high school nickname she called him.

It was from then at that moment she realized, they were going to get through this, together. If only the thing she could do was hope, then they'd do it together.

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