A/N: YAY! I wrote a HSM story. I started writing this on Christmas Eve. I have no idea why but it just popped into my head so here it is. It's kinda inspired by that lifetime movie too young to be a dad only not so much. It's not just written in Troy's point of view, well this chapter is but the next one's are written by Gabriella and Troy and the occasional out of the blue spontanious person. lol. Anyways i hope you like it. I already have the second chapter written.

Disclaimer: Nope. I'm just a southern girl who likes to write weird random stories I own nothing but the characters I make up.

I believe that we are solely responsible for our choices, and we have to accept the consequences of every deed, word, and thought throughout our lifetime. - Elizabeth Kubler-Ross

TPOV

Some silent night. This Christmas is going to be awful. Kinda the way this year turned out to be. It was going to be the best. Senior Year. It was supposed to filled with nothing but endless fun. Just blowing off steam until college. Our last lap around the track, I could almost see the finish line and my grand prize. Gabriella. She was it. We were going to go to college, we were supposed to get big fabulous jobs, become somebody. It's funny how life screws though. This year was supposed to be all about us but now…now everything is changing in ways we never expected. Now she refuses to see me. Now I cant sleep because all I do is dream of her. Her eyes, her laugh, her smile, and her cry, but mostly her eyes. They just stare at me blankly, silently screaming that this is all my fault. Which I know. I'm trying to take responsibility. Isn't Christmas supposed to be calm and peaceful? I suppose it is. I believe it's just me.

My room is blank. The walls are still the same stupid color blue. I really hasn't changed much since my childhood except for of coarse the race car bed (that had to go). There is also a desk in here now. And a nice new wooden framed crib in the corner. Homey I know. I'm told that any day now I will go from being a me to being an us. I'm told this by my mother who talks to Gabriella's mother. Why Gabriella cant just tell me this her self is far beyond me. I just don't know what's going on any more.

I lay my head down on my desk which I am conveniently sitting at and accidentally allow my eyes to shut.

"Troy." The most beautiful voice is summoning me. I can see that I'm in halls of East High School. I run in the direction of my name.

"Gabby, I'm here." I call to her.

"Troy," I hear again. This time its coming from the gym. I run in that direction but the lockers start to stretch farther and farther down. And the faster I run the longer the path grows.

I stop running, but still the hallway continues to increase. "Gabriella!" I turn around to find the scene completely changed. I'm standing in the gym in my wild cats uniform. "Gabriella?"

"Troy." Her voice echoes. I turn around to see her sitting in the stands.

I stopped and stared at her as she stood up. Her face was a soft glow. Her belly full an round. I saw her walk down the steps onto the gym floor. The closer she got to me the wider her smile got. I watched in amazement as she lifted up her shirt and pulled out an orange basketball.

She handed it to me, "take the shot basketball boy" she giggled.

I stood with the ball in my hands and towards the goal. One last look at my girl who had the stars in her eyes and I took the shot. As the ball flew the air I waited expectantly for the swoosh of the ball through the hoop. But instead I got the hard clunk of it hitting the backboard and then the floor. I looked back to Gabby her smile faded.

"Oh…Troy." she said wearily.

"Troy!!" That was the voice of someone else. Not mine or Gabriella's but my mother's. I sprang up realizing I'd fallen asleep. "That was Maria on the phone." she said. "We've got to get to the hospital, it's time." she explained to me. I jumped up from my desk still half asleep

"Okay lets go." I said. I thought I had prepared myself for this but now…I'm not so sure. I let my mom drive. On the way I felt the nervousness I've felt since before we knew for sure she was pregnant intensify. I had an (I have no idea what I'm getting myself into) moment. My pulled up to the north gate.

"You go ahead, I'll park." she said. I nodded and got out of the car as quickly as I could fumbling with my seatbelt. It took longer than it normally would because I was shaking so bad. As I freed myself from the car I glanced back my mom who offered a supportive smile. It was good knowing she was there. She pulled off and I ran inside the building. The sign said the maternity ward was on the third floor so I followed it's instructions to the elevator. The doors opened to the waiting room. Where I spotted Gabriella's mom, dad, and sister. Her dad stayed seated, frozen like an ice sculpture, face glued on a particular spot in the floor. Her sister Alex offered me a weak smile. Her mom jumped up to greet me.

"Troy." she exclaimed throwing her arms around my neck. Mr. Montez still didn't move. Can't say that I blame him. "She won't let anyone in." she whispered to me. I knew she was talking about Gabriella and oddly I wasn't surprised. "But I think you should be with her." I agreed. I missed her. She'd been avoiding me for the past like five months. When we did see each other we didn't speak or even make eye contact. "Apparently she's been in labor all day but decided not to tell anyone. We brought her here when she told us her water broke but now it's too late for them to give her anything for the pain." she continued.

"Okay." I said saying that I'd stay with her. My voice sounded much like a child's. She grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall past the nurses station. A woman in Winnie the pooh scrubs gave us a look as we walked toward what I assumed to be Gabriella's room.

"He's the father." I heard Mrs. Montez say. The nurse looked at me and then nodded in approval. I could hear Gabriella's whimper as she opened the door. This was the first time I saw her She was laying on her side, her body slightly scrunched. She was holding on the side railing for dear life. She was facing the wall so we could see her bare back through the hospital gown that refused to stay closed. She was so focused that she didn't noticed us walk into the room. I looked around as her mother went to her side. She was hooked up to so many monitors. She looked so helpless. All I wanted to do was hold her, but it was a long shot that she'd let me near her. I heard her mother talking to her.

"You okay baby." she asked pushing Gabriella's hair out of her face. She turned her body around revealing her large stomach. I can see that her hair was drenched and her face red. She looks so uncomfortable. Her eyes leave her mother's face and fall on me. She opens her mouth. I assume to tell me to get the hell out but instead her body shot up and she cried out in pain.

"Get Out." she screamed (knew it) pulling away from her mothers hand and gripping the arm rail. Mrs. Montez looks at me, but what am I supposed to do?

"I want to stay." I try.

"Shut up." her face is still clenched eyes closed.

"Gabby breathe." her mother instructs her.

"I'm trying now go!"

"I wont…I'm not leaving." I told her.

"Erg! Fine stay just please stop talking." she exclaimed. It wasn't exactly a request but I took it.

Her mom walked up to me. "Take care of her" she whispered. "I be right out side baby." she told Gabriella. I wasn't really sure what to do now. I could just stand here like an ass but I decided to go stand by her…try and help her in any way I could.

After a minute she let out a long breath and relaxed. "don't look at me like that Troy." she said. I hadn't realized I was staring.

"I can't help it." I confessed. "Your beautiful."

"yeah. Beautiful." she laughed as if I told a joke. "I'm a cow whose sweating like a pig."

I laughed. I knew she was kidding. "You know this is it right. there is no more you and me."

"I figured, but it doesn't have to be this way. We can still do this together." I told her.

She shook her head no. I just cant understand why she cant see how much I love her. How I could take care of her…take care of us. If she'd just give me a chance. She cringed again. I took this as an opportunity to be close to her. I put my hand over hers that was clenched. I gave her a surprised look when she took it.

The nurse in the Winnie-the Pooh scrubs came in about three contractions later and told Gabriella that she was fully dilated. "Your about to be parents." she said to us with a smile.

I am about to be a father.

Okay now make my day and review and maybe I'll post the second chapter tomorrow.:)