Author's Note: Well, I've never written a fic that's solely Ryella so I thought I should give it a shot! This is based on the song EVERY girl wants sung to her. Even the ones not named Delilah. Lucky for Gabbie, her name sounds similar!

I searched for this title and found about four other fics like this. But they were Troyella. So BOO!

Now on the topic of ships, even though I'm an eternal Troypay shipper, I'll have to tuck Shar away into Zekepay so that we may better focus on the Ryella.

Disclaimer: I did not write the tune for 'Hey There, Delilah'. Nor do I own HSM. Sigh

Hey, Gabriella

Gabriella had discovered that Troy Bolton could be an inconsiderate ass. He could have waited, six months before or after the day at least. But no. In Troy's puny basket ball-shaped mind it seemed fair of him to break up with his girlfriend a mere month before Valentines' Day.

Oddly, she shed no tears when their two-year affair came to an end. Rather, she suffered pangs of regret and melancholy for a while, along with severe pissed-offness at Troy's poor timing.

Now Gabriella was no sucker for chocolate or flowers or cards the size of the average chalkboard. No. That she would not miss. It was the being alone that got to her. Taylor had Chad, Kelsi had Jason, even Sharpay had a Wildcat of her very own. And here she was, up in her room, throttling her stuffed Daffy Duck.

Admittedly, Gabriella was not entirely alone. She had someone. Just not in the way that would make her feel better on Valentines Day.

Ryan Evans. Along with Sharpay he had come, quietly, politely. But he had proven himself to be more than Shar's shadow. He was a good friend, a good shoulder to whine on, and he had a good smile, and a good smell, and he made her feel good…

Gabbie stopped strangling and started cuddling Daffy, which he probably appreciated much more. She sighed. Ryan had a life, though. He could not always be around. Still. She wished for him just then.

And as she wished, the rhythmic opening cords of a very familiar song drifted up from the garden. Gabriella frowned and froze for a moment. What the hell was that?

When the strumming did not stop, Gabbie tossed her stuffed Daffy Duck and bounced off the bed. She skipped out, onto the balcony and looked down into the green sunny garden.

Her heart leaped up into the vicinity of her throat. She bit her lip, trying to retrain her smile at the sight of Ryan staring up, playing an acoustic guitar. He began to sing before she could speak…

'Hey, Gabriella

How you doing on this day?

I know it sucks that Troy just dumped you

But there's something I should say

To you right now

This is the best way I know how

Don't have a cow…

Hey, Gabriella

I haven't made it very clear

So here's the truth

I've had a crush on you for one whole sucky year

How sad is that?

Pretty sad and that's a fact

But let's go back…

Oh, it's what you do to me

Oh, it's what you do to me

Oh, it's what you do to me

Oh, it's what you do to me…

You and me may seem a stretch

But we haven't even tried it yet

Give us a chance and it could turn out good

Sharpay thinks I'm an idiot

I guess I am but don't forget

I'm down here 'cause I've wanted you so long

Gabriella, I can promise you

That I will make you happy, too

Just let me be the one to hold your hand!

You know I can…

Hey, Gabriella

You must miss that dumb jock ex

What can I say? He's a good-looking guy

But I can prove it, yes

He'll fade away

But girl you know I'm here to stay

So if you give me the okay

I'll make your crying go away

On Valentines' Day…

Oh, it's what you do to me

Oh, it's what you do to me

Oh, it's what you do to me

Oh, it's what you to me…'

Gabriella whooped and clapped, laughing and gratuitously tearful.

She ran downstairs so fast she practically flew. And as Gabbie threw herself into Ryan's kiss, her Valentines depression melted away.

A/N: Well, we're still in February so it's not too late for a Valentines' fic! These romantic moments always happen on significant days like these, don't they? Anywho! R&R, dah-links, R&R…