Ok, so thanks to everyone that reviewed and favourited the first chapter. I haven't uploaded anything because I haven't had the internet all this time… So here's the next chapter and the next one will be in a few days, I promise! XXX

(Gabby's P.O.V)

I've come to the conclusion that I'm gonna enjoy this road trip. And it's gonna be amazing. Tay and I have talked about it and have decided that we are going to take Troy's car but I don't care because when it breaks down on the freeway I'll just laugh in his face! I sound really mean but being nice hasn't gotten me anywhere.

Right now I'm packing all my stuff for the road trip that we leave for tomorrow!

As I was packing, I started humming a random tune, then there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" I shouted to the person on the other side of the door. It was probably my Mom forgot her keys or something, she had just left for a business trip till tomorrow morning but she'll be back in time to say goodbye to me.

I turned my attention back to the suitcase on my bed. Then I heard the person come in.

"Did you forget your keys again Mom?" I asked her with a slight chuckle.

That's when I heard the person clear their throat.

I froze.

Wait a minute I've heard that before. Oh my gosh, what's he doing here? Who let him in?

I turned around and there he was looking gorgeous, he was the absolute picture of perfection. He was wearing a pair of loose fitting jeans that hung off of his hips. I could see the tip of this dark blue Calvin Klein boxers (my favourites). He was also wearing a really tight light blue polo shirt. I'm sure it's just me but I thought it was going to break with the bulk of his huge muscles. All finished off with a pair of chequered Vans, the ones I bought him. His hair also looked a little bit wet I noticed, maybe he'd just had a shower?

I was getting horny just looking at him. If we were still together, I would have pulled him on my bed and taken him right there and then.

It was a while before either of us spoke.

"How did you get in?" I asked cautiously.

"Um my spare keys?" He said holding up the spare keys to my house in his hands.

"Oh ok." Was all I could say. I mean what do you say?

"You can have them back if you want" He said timidly. This is the side of Troy only I and his parents knew. The shy scared little boy behind Troy the macho basketball player.

"Oh no that's ok, keep them." I probably shouldn't of said it so quickly.

"You know, for an emergency or something…" Good save Gabby.

"Cool." Cool? That's it? That's all he could say? Well what else did I expect him to say?

"So, what are you doing here?" I was intrigued to find out.

I was secretly hoping that he was going to say "I've come here because I've made a huge mistake, I still love you and I want us to get back together" But no, all I got was…

"Taylor asked me to bring some stuff that you left at her house last night, she thought you might need them for tomorrow. She also told me to tell you that she has washed them all." He said as he handed me a pile of clothes with a few beauty and hair products on top of it all.

"Oh thank you" I said as took it all from his hands. We were the closest we had ever been since the break up. For a split second the tips of our fingers touched and I could feel the electricity run through my whole body, he could feel it too.

He moved his head into mine a little bit. What was he doing?! Was this really happening? I didn't really know but I did know that I liked it, a lot.

Then gently just ever so lightly, he kissed me on the lips. It was so light but full of love. It was so nice to feel like this again. I brought my hands up around his neck and he picked me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist as he could lead us over to the bed.

As we fell down onto my bed his hands instantly found my throbbing breasts just like they used to in these kinds of situations. As his hands we exploring my body my own were running through his now dry hair.

In the back of my mind I knew we shouldn't be doing this. I'm not to sure why because we aren't doing anything wrong, it's not like we're cheating on our partners or anything like that. But maybe it's because I thought it would end in tears like the last time.

"We shouldn't." By now I was gasping for air slightly.

"Why?" His voice was muffled from kissing my neck.

"Because it's wrong…" I said with tears in my eyes.

By now he was sat up straight on my bed looking me straight in the eyes.

"Yeah, you're right. Well I better be going…" Did I detect a hint on sadness in his voice?

"Ok, well thanks for bringing the clothes for me. Oh! Speaking of clothes and stuff, I still have some of yours and some other things of yours…" I said calmly but inside it was killing me to part with all of it.

"Oh, ok."

I walked over to my closet and took out his practise jacket and it on the bed. Then I knelt down to the bottom of the closet and pulled out a shoebox.

"What's the shoebox for?" He asked curiously.

"Just some stuff." I answered putting it on the bed to.

Then I walked to the side of my bed and from underneath I pulled out three more shoeboxes of stuff.

"Some of the stuff doesn't really belong to wither of us. They're really just some stuff that I sort of collected over the years we were together. I don't know if you want them, you can go through it all when you get home. Then you can keep all you want. If you don't want anything or only a few things then throw it all out. I don't want any of it."

"Only, thanks." Could I see hurt in his eyes?

"You're welcome." Was all I could say.

"See ya tomorrow." And with that he left.

(Troy's P.O.V.)

As I left Gabby's house I couldn't help but feel upset I mean she had just given me almost four years of our of our relationship in a couple of boxes. Well to be honest there was a lot in them and I do have lots more stuff I bought her that's not very sentimental. But she kept all the stuff then means a lot to her, like the "T" necklace I gave her, all my old shirts and some new, a bottle of cologne I left there. For some reason I never got any of it back.

I can't help but chuckle slightly to myself thinking of her hording all my stuff. I really miss being with her. You're probably wondering why I broke up with her. Well we had this big fright, well big for us, compared to another couple it would have only been minor.

She got mad because I got into another fight with some stupid guy at school. You see every day after school or after practise I go over to Gabby's house even if it's only to say hi. I drive past her house on the way to mine anyway. So when I went over to her house after school one day with a cut lip and a black eye, she wasn't happy.

It all started when a guy called Bret came up to us and started saying stuff about Gabby. Now this wasn't just any guy, it was Gabby's ex that she dated for about a month three years ago.

I got so angry, a few things he said I could let slide but some of the stuff he said I couldn't let him get away with. He was saying all kinds of horrible things about my Ella and I wasn't going to let him just stand there and say them.

*Flashback*

Me and the guys were in the locker room after practise and Chad and I were having a conversation when Bret Carlson started talking loudly to his friends, making sure I heard.

"So Gabby came to me earlier and she said she wanted one more night with the Carlsonator" I could feel my blood boiling because I knew it was a lie.

"When was this dude?" His friend Harvey asked

"In free period" He replied with a smug look on his face, still making sure I heard.

"Well that would be pretty hard seeing as there was practise during free period." I just couldn't help myself.

"Just leave it man." Chad whispered to me.

I completely ignored him and focused on Bret.

"Well if you remember Bolton, I wasn't here." He said with a sneer.

"Yeah, probably fucking one of the cheerleaders." I was getting really mad.

"More like fucking your precious 'Ella'. He said.

That was it. I lost it.

I lunged myself at him and started beating the shit out of him. I knew all the stuff he said about Gabby were lies but I was so mad that he had the nerve to say those kind of things to me.

When she saw me we got into a big fight about how much I get into fights with other guys and also over the fact that I get in fights for 'stupid reasons' but to me they weren't stupid. When Gabby is involved, it's defiantly worth fighting for.

I guess she had to put up with a lot when she was with me. But I only did those thing because I just love her so much and I hate it when people take advantage of her innocence or does something to hurt her. Even if it is behind her back.

I said I was protecting her honour. And to be truthful I was upset she didn't appreciate it. So I got mad and broke up with her in the heat of the moment.

Biggest regret of my life.

*End of flashback*

I really should stop thinking about it. It was making my blood boil again. I started driving back to my house. All the way thinking about her.

As I pulled up to my house I got out of the car after shutting off the engine and got out grabbing the boxes and making my way to the front door, balancing the boxes I fumbled to open the door.

I finally got in and walked in shutting the door with my foot.

"Hey sweetie, where have you been?" My mom asked sitting in my Dads arms on the couch.

"Out." Was all I said, more harsh than I intended to.

Normally they would have shouted at me and gave me a lecture on respect. I guess they sensed it wasn't a good time and that I was upset because they didn't say a word.

I just continued walking up to my room with the memories of me and Gabby in my hands.