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Chapter 2
Just Once
Gabriella's POV
"Reservations under Michael."
The waiter quickly skimmed the list of names, saw ours, and led the way to our table. He handed us our menus and scurried off to another customer.
It has been a week since that day happened. It was a day full of non-stop drama, after drama, after drama.
Troy and I haven't spoke since the day he confronted me. To say I felt bad was an understatement. On Thursday, Grant asked me out to dinner. As you can see, I accepted knowing that Troy probably wasn't going to talk to me ever again.
Now, here we are. Reading menus and sharing small talk.
"So have you been to this place before?" Grant wondered. I took in my surroundings. "Never but it's nice." I replied.
We were at a fancy Italian restaurant. Though the feeling of being in a formal world was flattering, I'd much rather be in a small, homey diner eating burgers and milkshakes.
I glanced at the menu, reading all the choices. "What would you suggest to eat?" I asked, not knowing what to get. Grant looked up at me and smiled.
"My favorite is the ravioli. But, they have their own take on fettachini alfredo that is so good."
I looked at the menu once more and saw what he was talking about. "The Original Fettachini Alfredo?"
He nodded, "Exactly."
Five minutes later the waiter arrived. "You guys want to start off with some drinks?"
Grant said, "Yes, sir. But I think we are also ready for food too."
We then said our orders and within forty minutes we got our food. Grant suddenly stood up.
"Hey, Gabriella. I'm going to head to the bathroom."
"Alright."
After he left, I leaned back on my chair. Don't get me wrong, I was having a good time but something didn't click. There was something missing. But, I couldn't find out what. My mind immediately flashed to Troy. My heart began to beat faster; something that didn't happen when I saw Grant.
Why was I thinking of another man on a date? And this wasn't just any man. This was a man who barely knew me, yelled at me, and a didn't speak a word to me this whole week.
Yet, It was a man who never left my head.
"I'm back. Miss me?" joked Grant.
I giggled a bit. "Well of course I did. You were gone for soooooo long." I joked back.
"Are you ready to get out of here?"
"Sure, let's go."
For some reason, I was kind of glad to get out of the place.
We arrived at the front of my house. Grant stopped the car and pulled the keys out of the engine.
"I had fun." He simply said. I didn't respond.
"Here, I'll walk you to the door." He unleashed his seatbelt and went on the other side. He opened my door and I got out. "You don't have to." I defended.
Grant shook his head, "Of course I do."
The next ten seconds walking to the door was pretty awkward. Deep inside, I knew I just wanted to go inside and end the night.
I looked at Grant to say goodnight just to be met by his eyes closed, his lips puckered, and his heading leaning in.
Oh man, he wanted a kiss.
By then, I was tired of forcing myself. I just let my body do what it wanted to do.
It just so happened that my body wanted to jerk backwards as soon as his lips almost connected with mine.
At that very moment I realized something.
Grant and I weren't meant to be...
"I'm sorry, Grant. This isn't right." I told him.
He had sorrowful eyes. "What isn't right?"
"Us." I took a deep breath and continued, "We don't have a connection. There was no spark between us. I think it's best if we dont go out with each other right now."
He looked down for a long time. Eventually, his feet walked step by step, away. Before he wasn't able to be seen, he turned around.
"Is there someone else?" he asked. This left me silent for a few moments. Was it because of Troy? Was I really falling for someone I barely knew?
"You could say that."
That's when I realized yet another thing.
I fell in love with Troy.
Troy's POV
It was around 11 o'clock, an hour till midnight. My parents were out and I needed to relieve my mind.
My head was filled with a lot of heavy thoughts and deep emotion that it hurt. Everyday seemed to be getting worst and worst. Tonight, wasn't an exception. I looked to my right and saw my orange basketball sitting alone by the window.
I really had to go shoot some hoops.
I grabbed my basketball, put on my East High hoodie and left the house. Even though we had a basketball court in our backyard, I needed to get away from my own house.
I got in my car and drove to the local park. I loved that place. Every time I needed to think, the park was the place to go. The fresh scent of nature and the scenery of trees was you needed to calm down.
No one was around, perfect. I could finally be alone.
I started dribbling and running from the half court line. I ran towards the the hoop and successfully did a lay up. I smiled. I loved the feeling of success.
I decided to run to the three point line. I bent my knees, let go of the ball, and happily saw it reach the hoop. Score. I repeated my actions several times.
I felt myself getting tired, but I never felt the pain. I just kept going. No breaks, no water.
I moved on to shooting free throws. Shot by shot, the ball went in.
See, I dont care about Gabriella. She means nothing to me.
I flung the ball in the air, and for the first time, it bounced off the backboard into my arms. I looked up at the hoop.
Could this be a sign?
Gabriella's POV
It has been a couple of hours since my date with Grant. I've been stuck in my room since then. Right now, I felt locked up in a tiny little box. I needed to get out of here.
I grabbed my keys and headed downstairs. Right before I opened the front door, I realized that I've been so caught up this week that I didn't fill up my gas tank.
I groaned.
I threw my keys on the couch and decided to walk. A little exercise wouldn't kill, right?
It was pretty cold out. Luckily, I loved the cold weather.
Truthfully, I wasn't thinking as I walked. I didn't control where I was going. It felt like my feet took over and had a plan to where I was going to go.
I saw that they took me to the local park. I sighed and walked in.
The aroma of fresh wood and flowers welcomed me as I entered. I stopped and inhaled deeply.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Who else would be here at eleven at night?
Curiosity got the better of me and I began to follow the noise. As I got closer, it sounded like someone was playing basketball.
Troy
Gosh, I need to stop thinking about him.
Wait a minute, TROY?
"What are you doing here at this time?" a voice caught off my thinking.
Troy held his basketball with two hands and was turned towards me.
"I was about to ask you the same thing." Troy slightly nodded. He turned around and shot the ball once again. Swish.
Once he retrieved the ball, he came towards me. He came close enough to me before he stopped. We both kept silent.
"We need to talk." We both said at the same time. I began to laugh like crazy. Troy joined in, but personally, I think he just laughed at my own laugh. We calmed down a few seconds later. Troy sat the basketball down on the ground and walked to the nearby bench. I followed him.
He started to speak, "So how are you and Grant." He looked away, obviously not wanting to know the answer.
"It wasn't right." I simply stated. Troy's head snapped towards me. "Really?"
"Yeah. Today he took me to some fancy Italian restaurant. It was really fun but we didn't really have that spark that you'd expect." Troy chuckled a bit. "What?"
"It's just that I'm more of a small town, diner kind of guy."
Wow, was this guy some kind of mind reader?
"I....uh...." I didn't know what to say next. "No, it's my turn to talk." Troy said. Thank god.
"This is a really weird feeling. Before you kissed me, I never knew you existed. You kind of just showed up. But, after that kiss...I felt...great." He stopped for a while. "When I heard you tell Grant you liked him, it felt like I was being shot; right in the heart. The whole day, I was looking forward to getting to know you and in a matter of seconds, it all changed."
"Wow." I commented.
"The next day, I thought it wasn't going to bother me anymore. I thought I was just going to move on in my life. But, no. I kept thinking about you. I didn't know one fact about you but I still couldn't get you out of my mind."
He looked me right in the eye and grabbed my hands.
"I... I think I love you Gabriella."
My eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat. He said, "I've been with a lot of girls. I never said I love you to any of them. I knew I liked them though. The feeling I got when I thought of you was completely different then the feelings I got with those other girls. That means I dont just like you, right?"
I slowly nodded, still unsure.
"This why I THINK I love you. And I hope you'll give me the chance to find out if I really do."
"So what are you saying?" I asked. I felt his palms shaking in my hands.
"Gabriella Montez, will you be my girlfriend?"
"Babe, come back here!" I heard Troy yell behind me. I turned my head, and stuck my tongue out at him. "I bet you can't catch me!" I exclaimed.
I ran away from him, panting.
It has been a year since he asked me out.
Let me tell you, saying yes was the best decision I have EVER made. Troy was the most amazing guy I have ever met. We had so much in common and unlike Grant, the spark was there.
Right now, Troy and I were at his backyard. Who knows what caused this to happen but now he was chasing me all over the place. Boy, I loved this guy.
After a matter of minutes, I gave up and slowed down. "Mercy!" I screamed. I could hear Troy laugh.
I put my hands on my knees and bent down, trying to catch my breath. When suddenly I felt two arms wrap around me and twirl me in the air. "Troy! Put me down!"
"Never!" All he did was spin me faster.
I kept beating against his back trying to get down. Eventually, I fell out of his arms and we ended up cuddled on the grass. I laid my head on his chest.
Troy brushed my hair out of my face and whispered, "I love you." I shivered in pleasure. He didn't even let me respond back, his lips were already captured into mine. I deepened the kiss and wrapped my legs around his waist.
It didn't matter that I couldn't respond, he knew I loved him more anyway.
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