A/N: Your reviews for the last chapter were amazing! I've never gotten such detailed and thoughtful reviews, so thank you so much! You all really made my day, you are so sweet. Cookies for everyone :) And I'm glad you all liked the Troyella so much, because this chapter has A LOT of it ;)
Disclaimer: Don't own HSM, don't own Fruit Loops, don't own PS3 & don't own Sharpie.
"You have got to be kidding me!"
We woke up the next morning to discover that yesterday's blue skies were now housing gray clouds. Jason looked disappointedly out the window. Rain drizzled down, we could hear it on the porch as it hit the house with a steady rhythm.
"It's raining." He threw his hands up. "It's raining!"
We all sat around the kitchen table, cereal and bagels being passed between us on mismatching yellow and china print plates, even though it was only an hour until noon.
Troy swallowed a spoonful of his soggy Fruit Loops. "Well, we can still go swimming in the rain, right Chad? It's not raining that hard."
"Oh, yeah." Chad grinned and flicked a piece of dry cereal across the table.
Jason look thrilled as he slid into his seat. "Awesome."
I looked hesitantly at Taylor. "Really?"
Troy looked up from his cereal bowl and wiped his mouth. "Oh, you don't have a choice Gabs, you're coming in."
It was about ten minutes later Taylor and I walked into our room to change. The boys had gotten their trunks on already and had hooked up Chad's PlayStation 3 to the television. Once Chad had told them he was going to set it up, it took about half a second for them to change and come running into the living room. I told Taylor they resembled wild animals, she agreed wholeheartedly.
My cell phone sat on my wooden dresser and I flipped it open to see that I'd missed a call from my mom. I decided to call her back before we went outside.
"Mom?" She picked up the phone with her cheery 'hello'.
"Hi, sweetheart. How's it all going?"
"It's great, Mom, we're having a lot of fun."
"Oh, I'm glad, honey. Listen, your dad called this morning. He'll be in Albuquerque for a meeting on the ninth and since Kathleen has a baby shower that day anyway, he was thinking he could bring Laina down with him and stay a couple days to visit."
My smile must have been a mile wide. Laina was my three year-old half-sister who lived in San Diego, California with my dad and my step-mom Kathleen. Kathy was pregnant with my other sister, who was due at the end of August. "Yes! Oh my gosh mom, that would be great. Really?!"
"He said he'd love to visit and Laina is dying to see you. He would need someone to watch her though the day of the meeting. I told him you wouldn't mind."
"Of course not! I'm so glad they're coming."
My mom laughed, "I thought so, sweetheart. I'll call him back and tell him how thrilled you are."
"Thanks mom. I love you."
"I love you too, honey."
I closed my phone absolutely grinning. Taylor looked at me curiously. "What's the great news?"
"My dad and sister are coming!" I exclaimed. "He's got a meeting in Albuquerque on July seventh so he's bringing Laina and they're staying for a couple days."
"Gabby, that's awesome! I really want to meet your sister."
"Yeah, she's pretty adorable." I boasted. I had only seen her twice since I moved, and both times I flew to California so no one in Albuquerque had met my other family.
Once I changed into my white bikini I joined the group of wild animals in the living room. Zeke and Chad seemed to be playing an intense round of a racing game, possibly involving aliens and cowboys, although I failed to see how the two related. Troy was sitting in a chair and saw me walk in with the huge smile on my face.
"What's up?"
"My dad and sister are coming in a couple weeks to visit." I gushed.
He smiled as I walked over to him, sitting onto his lap. "Awesome. You haven't seen them in awhile."
"Not since spring break."
"Well, I'm really happy for you."
Leaning close, I looked him in the eye. I wrapped my hands around the back of his head and ran my fingers through the hair above his neck. "I want you to meet him, you know." I whispered.
"You want me to meet your dad?"
I nodded and his eyes smiled before he leaned in to kiss me. "I'd like that."
The rain had actually stopped by the time we got outside and the sun was starting to peek through. Jason seemed to be quite happy at this. He was in the water, hanging off the side of the dock with Chad and Zeke. Taylor was making small ripples with her feet in the lake and I was on Troy's back, still completely dry.
"You wanna go in now, Gabs?" He asked and I held onto his shoulders.
My chin rested on his back. "No, thanks."
I swear I could hear his eyes twinkle. "Oh, was that a 'yes' I heard? Well, okay, if you insist." And suddenly he was jumping off the dock, still holding my legs, and we hit the water together with a huge splash.
"Troy!" I was laughing and yelling at the same time.
He came up from the under the water and shook his head like a wet dog. "It feels nice, Gabby."
I shook my head, but I was smiling. "You're an ass."
A few minutes passed when he swam the four feet over to the shore and I followed.
I watched him pull himself up onto the dock with his strong arms. By the time I was up, he had my towel in his hands and he wrapped it around my shoulders. The others didn't seem to mind that we got out, I think Zeke and Jason were trying to hold each other under the water. Troy laid his towel on the grass and I happily sat down beside him.
"It did feel kind of nice." I admitted, my wet hair dripping onto his side as I pulled my towel close around my body and wiped the water from my face.
He wrapped an arm around me and moved his lips to the side of my head. His warm breath tickled my ear. "This feels kind of nice too."
"Why the hell is there a Sharpie on the ground?"
It was almost dark and the six of us were using flash lights to set up our sleeping bags. Our beds were going to be abandoned that night as we slept outside under the stars, down by the dock. We had promised Chad's parents we wouldn't swim in the dark and they had helped us find enough pillows, blankets and bags to use.
"No idea." Chad picked the pen up and drew a line down Jason's arm. "Hey look, it still works!"
"Hey!" Jason shouted. "Give me that. I found it." He swiped the pen from Chad and the rest of us just laughed.
It took about ten minutes to figure out where everyone was going to sleep and then to get everything set up. Finally, with Taylor on one side and Troy on the other side of me, we had formed some type of disfigured circle configuration, and I sat on my forest green sleeping bag. The temperature really dropped at night so we all had long pants, socks and sweatshirts.
We sat around chatting and laughing, Jason was having fun playing with the flashlight and somehow I had ended up with the Sharpie in the pocket of my sweatshirt, when Troy leaned over and whispered huskily into my ear. "Want to go for a walk?"
"Yeah." I whispered back with a smile and Troy stood up, taking my hand.
"Where are you guys going?" Jason asked, pointing the bright flashlight directly into our eyes.
We squinted and used our hands to cover our faces. "We're just going on a walk."
"Oh, really?" Chad asked suggestively. "Well, have fun."
The group laughed but Troy smiled, "Oh, we will." They began to whistle as we walked away.
"You're leaving me with all the boys!" Taylor protested with her arms in the air.
"I think you'll manage."
Troy linked our hands and brought them to his lips, softly kissing each one of my fingers. We walked until we had rounded the curve of the lake, and the trees cut us off from our friends. Troy sat down on the grass and I sighed with content as I sat down too and leaned into his body. We could see the moon reflecting off the lake and he looked so good in his baggy jeans and soft, navy blue hoodie, the pocket of which I was rubbing between my fingers.
"I love you, Troy."
He kissed the top of my head and I leaned back on his chest to smile up at him. Then the world seemed to stop as his blue eyes looked up and down my face, even in the dark I could see all his eyelashes and the freckles across his nose. He kissed my forehead and then the sucked on the tip of my nose. Then, he paused for a second, his face only centimeters from mine, his breath coming in short wisps and suddenly he kissed me hard on the lips.
He kissed with such force that I fell back on the grass, but I grabbed his arms and he landed on top of me, kissing me again and again. Then he pulled away, tucked a curl behind my ear and put his hands on my waist. I jumped at their touch.
"What's wrong?" He asked curiously.
"Your hands are cold." I whispered with a smirk. "You're giving me goose bumps."
"Good." He said mischievously and opened my lips with his tongue, I couldn't help but gasp.
Instinct took over, desire set in and I found myself locking our ankles, bringing our bodies even closer. His hands ran up and down my sides and I threaded my fingers through his brown locks. When he finally pulled away he rolled over and held me on top of his strong body, I leaned down and our foreheads touched. Our breathing was heavy and I kissed him softly before dropping my head onto his shoulder. He held me, his finger running lazily up and down my back, and I put my face into his neck, letting my lips lightly brush his skin.
"God, I love you." He whispered.
My hands lay on his chest and I gripped his sweatshirt, I tried to hold them back but a couple of small tears came to my eyes.
"Hey, honey. What's wrong?" Troy felt me wipe my eyes.
I gave a small laugh and looked down at him. It was only in the most private moments he used those names.
"I just…" I smiled at him. "Sometimes I can't believe how lucky I am, you know? Everything has changed so much this year and I'm just so happy."
He grinned and wiped the last tear from my cheek. "Ditto." Then he leaned up and his lips touched my ear just so. "I love you."
I leaned back down and breathed him in. "You…." I whispered. "Are perfect."
The two of us lay there in silence until we realized that if we didn't go back soon, our friends might come looking for us, which as anyone could guess, would probably be a disastrous hunt. When I stood up I gave him a hug, it was so comfortable to stand together in our big sweatshirts.
"Ow." Troy laughed when I pulled him close. "What was that?"
My fingers touched the Sharpie marker in my pocket and I held it up to him.
"May I?" I asked, uncapping it and pretending to draw in the cool night air.
"Sure." He laughed. "But not anything to bad."
I shook my head and slowly pulled his shirt and hoodie up, revealing his very toned middle.
"This," I told him. "Is where my heart beats on you."
I blew on my drawing and he looked down to see his new tattoo. It was a light blue heart just under his chest, almost the exact place where my heart was when he held me.
"You can wash it off if you want. It's kind of girly."
"Nah," He shook his head, dropped his sweatshirt back over his torso and took my hand. "I kinda like it."
Zip. Zip. Ziiiiiiiiip.
Around one in the morning we actually got into our sleeping bags, although most of them seemed to be covered in lost popcorn kernels and broken potato chips. Which were probably a result of the earlier food attack.
Jason seemed to be half asleep, Chad was eating popcorn and Taylor wriggled around in her sleeping bag.
Suddenly, Zeke shouted, "Dog pile on Gabby!" And five people rolled over in their sleeping bag, crushing me under a pile of crazy.
A/N: I just love the Wildcats, they are so strangely diverse but you can't help but love how they all fit so well.
And Troyella much in this chapter? Once I started writing their scene I couldn't stop, so this is my longest chapter, probably ever! I love them though and the Sharpie heart idea has been in my mind for awhile, so I really wanted to use it.
I hope you like the idea of Mr. Montez and little Laina coming to visit. Don't worry, you'll meet Kathleen (and the new baby?!) later in the story.
As always, every review gets a cupcake from Zeke.
Sparks
xoxoxo
By the way – I realized that after last chapter and the ending of this one, it might look like we have Zeke/Gabby thing developing, but we don't. Zeke is the sweet boy and they are really good friends, but I won't put them together. You'll have to see what happens to Zeke when we get there ;)
