Hi! This is my first story, so it's probably not that good. :/ Sorry. But, give it a chance? :)

CHAPTER 1 -

Troy Bolton sighed and drove to the bar. He was going through a rough marriage. His wife, Sharpary, had been cheating on him, 2 months after they were married. He didn't figure it out until a year later. He sat down and drank a couple drinks until around 3 in the morning. He was drunk. He paid for his drinks and let the bar, stumbling. He walked outside and saw his car. He broke down and cried.

Gabriella Montez lived in one of the apartments from the bar. She walked down to a Tim Horton's down the street. She was studying and she was tired and she needed coffee. She was about to walk in the door when she heard someone crying. She turned around and saw a really attractive guy sitting on the steps leading up to the bar. Before she knew what was happening, her feet carried her over to him. "Nononononono. He's a drunk. You could get kidnapped, Gabriella! Or worse, raped!" But her feet ignored her brain and took her over to him.

She kneeled down in front of him. "Hey, are you alright?"

Troy looked up at her. "NO. FUCK NO. MY WIFE FUCKING CHEATED ON ME, DO YOU THINK I'M OKAY? I THOUGHT SHE MEANT IT WHEN SHE SAID I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU, BUT GUESS WHAT? SHE FUCKING LIED." He screamed.

Gabriella's eyes widened. "Oh, that sucks… I'm really sorry." She didn't know what to say.

"I don't give a damn anymore." Troy sighed. "What's your name?"

"Gabriella…Yours?"

"Troy."

"Cool name." She smiled.

"Listen, I gotta get home." He stumbled to car and tried to open his car door open. "DAMN." he banged his head repeatedly.

"I'm so gonna regret this…" Gabriella groaned.

"Hey. Listen. Your car isn't gonna go anywhere. It's cold out, just come inside my apartment? I have a spare bed in there for my friends when they come over and stuff." She offered.

Troy looked up at her, "Do you mean it? Really?"

Gabriella smiled. "Of course! And, I think my brother left his clothes there from the last time he stayed over, so you can take a shower and clean up."

"Thank you, I don't know how to repay you."

She smirked. "Dinner'd be nice." She smiled wider, "I'm just kidding. You don't have to do anything. But you better not try anything tonight…"

"I'm drunk. I just say shitty things."

Gabriella nodded and led him across the street. She went up 2 flights of stairs until she reached her door. She fumbled with her keys, then opened it.

"Alright, go sit on the couch and stuff. I'll get you a bottle of water and clothes."

She ran into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water. "Damn, he's really hot." She thought. She walked out to the couch where he was sitting, twiddling his thumbs. She smiled and handed him the water. "I'll go get the water running and I'll grab some clothes. You can watch a movie. I have Netflix so you can pick whatever movie you want. Or you can watch cable?"

"Cable."

"Alright." She turned on the TV and handed him the remote and walked away.

"Damn, she's beautiful. More beautiful than Sharpary.." He thought. A few minutes later, she walked out.

"There wasn't very many clothes left, so, I got you sweatpants and this tshirt. Oh, and this hoodie in case you got cold. And, the water's running, so you can go take a shower. There's a towel in there. OH! You probably need a toothbrush."

She ran into her room, grabbed her pack of 50 toothbrushes and handed it to him. You can take whatever color. Except for pink. I have a pink toothbrush right now."

Troy smirked. "Like I would take a pink one."

"You never know!"

He shook his head and headed to the bathroom. "Thanks, Brie." giving her a nickname. He shut the door and locked it.

"Brie?" She smiled.

Troy did everything he needed to clean up. He shook his head a few times to let the excess water fall off. He put on the clothes she had given him and brushed his teeth. He felt less drunk. 30 minutes later, he walked out. Gabriella had changed into a tank top and shorts. She had her long hair tied in a high messy bun. She had taken out her contacts and put her glasses on. She was sitting on the couch with huge books in front of her. Earphones were in her ears and she had a cup of coffee in one hand and a pen in the other. To Troy, even in her sweats, she looked gorgeous.

He sat down next to her. "Hey."

She took out her earphones and turned her music off. "Hi! Were you wondering where the bed was? I think I'll sleep out here, I probably won't be finished until later. Damn. I'm glad tomorrow's the weekend. You probably didn't need to hear that. Anyways," she stood up. "I'll show you my room. It's a bit girly. But it's a really comfortable bed."

"Thanks, Brie. But, I'll just chill with you. I probably won't be able to get any sleep anyways."

"Okay. I probably won't either," She laughed.

"So, you do homework, even though the weekend's coming up?"

"Of course. I never procrastinate! It pays off in the end… You seem less drunk now."

"I feel like it. Thanks."

Gabriella nodded. Suddenly, a loud growl filled the quiet room. Gabriella giggled.

"Hungry?"

Troy bit his lip. "Maybe. I'll just run down to Tim Horton's and-"

"Say no more." Gabriella got up and heated up leftover spaghetti she made the night before.

Troy followed her into the kitchen. "So, how old are you?"

"21. 22 in 2 weeks. How old are you?"

"24." Troy replied.

"Ahh.. So you got married at 22? In college?"

"Actually… I went to college for a couple years, met Andrea, and got married. After that, I just kinda quit college, I guess."

"Oh…"

The microwave beeped, declaring that the spaghetti was done.

"Alright, here you go. I'm not a good cook, but it's alright."

Troy took a bite. "HOTHOTHOTHOT." He fanned his mouth.

Gabriella giggled and went up to grab some water from the fridge. She handed it to him and he took a huge gulp.

"Maybe you should blow first, Troy."

Troy smirked. "Ha. Ha. Very funny."

"I thought it was!" Gabriella smiled.

It was quiet while Troy ate his food. "Troy?"

"Hmm?"

"Are we gonna stop talking after you walk through that door?"

Troy immediately looked up at that. "Nuh uh, Gabi. I mean, not unless you don't wanna see my face ever again…"

"NO! I mean, no… I was just wondering…"

Troy got up to the sink and started washing the dishes. "Well, I should hope not."

Gabriella walked up next to Troy and rinsed off the dishes and dried them. "Kay, good!" Troy smiled then yawned.

"Tired?" He nodded his head.

"Then you should probably go to sleep. Follow me."

Gabriella led the way to her room as Troy followed her. She opened the door and walked inside.

"So, there's the bed and stuff. You can sleep there."

"Where are you gonna sleep?"

"The couch." Gabriella smiled.

"Nuh uh. That's not fair."

"Sure it is!"

"No, that thing numbs my butt, so you wouldn't be comfortable. Switch with me. Any other normal person would let the stranger sleep on the couch."

"Well, we're not really strangers, Troy. We're more like acquaintances. And, I don't mind!"

Troy was silent for a minute. "At least get in bed with me."

"WHAT?" Gabriella yelled.

"Nonononono! Not like that! I mean, you could sleep with me!"

"That doesn't help Troy…"

"You could have one side of the bed and I could have the other."

"Better, but no."

"Come on!"

"No… You could like, rape me or something."

"Gabi," Troy gave her a stern look. "You think I would try and rape you?"

"Well, not really… but I don't know you that well and you could be some kind of raper."

"And you still let me come inside your house?"

"…Good point…."

"Please, Gabi…"

"Fine." She stomped to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

5 minutes later, she walked back to her bedroom and slid in next to an already sleeping Troy. She giggled as a helot out a soft snore. It wasn't loud, you'd have to listen closely in order to hear him snore. Gabriella smiled and fell asleep.