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I know it's taking –FOREVER- for me to update, but I'm in this IloveGerardWay phase right now and believe me, I'm not suffering from it…I'm loving every second, lol. The only problem about that is my mind is totally completely focused on certain other things cough Gerard cough
So nothing that horrible happened to Troy… yet. Well, let's see what's in store for him in Gabriella's second month of pregnancy. Maybe now Troy will shudder with fear every time he hears the word 'pregnant'…
Disclaimer: (I almost forgot it again!) I don't own anything that has to do with HSM or any of its characters, I don't own the Kleenex company too.
bold: Author's notes
italics: Thoughts, and emphasis on words
"Blah": Speaking
RECAP:
"My lady." he said, and handed her the plate and a fork.
"Breakfast is served."
Gabriella took a forkful of the sticky goodness into her mouth, while Troy silently held his breath.
She chewed, swallowed, and pecked him on his lips.
He sighed in relief.
END OF RECAP
SECOND MONTH OF PREGNANCY
It was a nice sunny afternoon in the Bolton residence in the middle of the second month of Gabriella's pregnancy. Troy was peacefully watching a basketball game in the living room, and as far as he was concerned, Gabriella was reading out on the balcony that faced the backyard.
Just then, Troy heard the sound that he dreaded the most: Gabriella screaming.
"TROY!"
He ran up from where comfortably sitting, and ran up the stairs. He scanned the premises for any sign of her, and saw the light from the bathroom leak into the hallway.
He ran into the room, to find her crouched over the toilet.
"Oh no," he thought. "She's barfing."
Since she was so petit, he could easily crouch over her without putting pressure on her form. He instantly gathered her hair in his hands, and whispered loving things in her ear.
Eventually, her sudden barf-attack stopped. He got up and poured her a glass of water from the tap, flushed the toilet, and gave her some Kleenex to wipe her mouth.
"Thanks." she said quietly and took the Kleenex and water.
"No problem, babe," he said but notice she was still on the floor. "Uh… are you going to get up?"
She looked around. "Oh… yeah." She blushed.
Troy helped her up and lead her over to the downstairs living room, completely abandoning her previous activities on the balcony.
"Mmm, Troy?" she asked as she was placed on the couch.
"Yeah?" he asked and sat lifted up her legs, sat down, and put her legs back on top of his lap.
"I think I should schedule a doctor's appointment soon. You know, for like ultrasounds and this sudden throwing up-ing."
"Sure. Next month?"
"Yeah. Ok." she said and closed her eyes as he continued to watch the basketball game. He noticed that she was trying to sleep, so he turned the volume down slightly.
They lay there for about another hour, or at least until Troy's basketball game was over. Gabriella was now fully asleep, and since it was only 2:30 in the afternoon, he let her keep sleeping. He got up, unsure of what to do.
"Hmmm, I could play some basketball… but I'd rather be inside the house just incase something happens to Gabriella." he thought, his brain battling with him in a duel.
"But I really do need to do some training. We have a game coming up…"
After about five minutes of him foolishly standing in the living room, he decided that he would just go on the computer. He started walking towards the den and sat down on the computer's leather chair. As he started up the computer, he wondered what he would do.
"Hmmm, maybe I'll look up baby furniture." he thought with a smile playing at his lips. They didn't even know if the baby would be a boy or a girl, but he thought that Gabriella wouldn't mind if he browsed a few items for each gender.
He and Gabriella hadn't really started furnishing the baby's room, but they did set one aside. Gabriella had insisted on having the baby's room beside there's, so whenever he\she cried, they could easily get to him\her. He knew that she was going to start some plans for the room as soon as they got the first ultrasound. He was also expecting her to force some of his input into the furniture, which was probably why he was looking up items right now. He totally didn't mind. In fact, he was glad she was letting her do so. Chad had told him stories of how Taylor was so controlling when it came to Dylan's room that he just didn't bother helping out about what they should have bought.
Troy spent the rest of the afternoon on the computer, until it was 5 o'clock. Gabriella slowly padded into the den.
"Hey" she said softly, via to the fact that she just woke up.
"Hey" he said and smiled at her. "Um, you do realize that you left your book outside on the balcony, right?"
Her eyes widened. "And you didn't get it?" she said, quite angrily.
Troy swallowed hard. Why was she getting so mad?
"Erm… no. I'm sorry." he said, still shocked from her mini outburst.
She groaned and stormed off, probably upstairs to the balcony, leaving a confuzzled Troy.
"What was that all about?!"
AN: Oooooooooh, some anger out of Gabriella! Don't worry, it gets better!