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Chapter 4
Previously:
"Home sweet home." Whispered Gabriella as she put her suitcases on the sidewalk in from of her beautiful house. She walked up to the door and pushed her keys into it and opened the door.
She walked into her living room fully prepared to settle on the comfortable couch and relax for a while before she started unpacking, only to find the room completely…
"EMPTY???" Gabriella shrieked out and dropped her suitcases and keys while staring around in shock.
Gabriella couldn't believe her eyes. Was she dreaming? Because this was one heck of a nightmare. How in the world, did she leave her house completely furnished to come home to nothing but walls?
A sudden noise was heard outside the front door and Gabriella was curious as to what made that sound. When she opened the door she spotted a big moving truck that just pulled over and 4 guys getting out all dressed in working uniforms.
"Excuse me, but what are you doing here?" asked Gabriella one of the nearest guys while looking at the other three that just opened the back doors of the vehicle.
"We are bringing the ordered furniture. Now where do you want it miss?" informed the guy while briskly walking to the truck and helping his friends pick up a huge sofa. Furniture? But she didn't order any. Why would anyone order new furniture for her? That was weird. Maybe some kind of a surprise from Taylor and Chad?
Deciding not to dwell on it anymore, Gabriella moved over so they could bring it all in. Who was she to reject something like this right? Besides, that sofa they just brought in looked so comfortable.
"Where should we put this?" one of the guys asked her and she snapped out of her thoughts immediately while running inside and coordinating the guys about where to put what. All the things looked so expensive and nicer than her old furniture. There were even two new beds. Deciding to put the queen size bed in her room and the king size bed in the guest room, she helped with everything for the next 3 hours while completely forgetting that she was tired and jet lagged from the flight.
As soon as Troy stepped outside the LAX, he was immediately surrounded by flashing cameras and people yelling questions at him left and right. He was jet-lagged and the fact that people were all surrounding him so tightly didn't help much either. He was getting claustrophobic and he could also feel a headache coming.
Tracy had promised him that his new house would be ready for him to move in immediately. All the new furniture was there and the only thing he had to do was settle in. He couldn't wait till he got to his new home and could just collapse on his bed and sleep till tomorrow afternoon.
Troy ignored all the questions and people and made his way to the awaiting SUV that took him to his new home.
Gabriella got out of the bathroom after a long hot bubbly bath that she missed so much. With a towel wrapped around her body, she made her way towards her "new" closet and was about to open it when she heard the front door slam shut. This alarmed her greatly as there shouldn't be anyone slamming her door shut. She didn't have a boyfriend or a husband and her best friends never did that either. Was it a thief?
Completely forgetting she had nothing but a towel on, she cautiously made her way downstairs. As she got down the spiral staircase, she quietly stepped towards the front door but when she got there she saw no one. Was she hallucinating? No, she clearly heard the door slam shut.
Gabriella decided that she might have been hallucinating after all and sharply turned around only to collide with something hard. The collision was strong which almost made her fall back but she managed to step back quickly and gain her balance. That's weird, from what she remembered, there was no wall.
"What the fuck?!" and wall clearly couldn't talk. Slowly looking up, Gabriella came face to face with electrifying blue eyes that she thought she would never see again. She didn't know what to do, but the surprise made her start screaming. This cause the other person to scream too.
If someone was to walk into the room, they would come face to face with two people standing opposite of each other screaming their heads off. One wearing nothing but a towel, with long damp hair and wide eyes and the other person fully clothed in jeans and a button up shirt, holding a snickers bar. The screaming carried on for whole 5 minutes until Troy decided it was hurting his throat and stopped. This made Gabriella stop too, but her eyes were still wide in shock and her mind was still screaming.
"Why the heck are you here?" asked she asked in shock. What the hell? Was he here to get back him money? Did he follow her? How did he know where she lived anyway?
"Me? This is my house! What are you doing here?" Troy exclaimed while staring. Why the fuck was this woman everywhere he went? Was she a stalker? Wasn't she Ryan's girlfriend? Wasn't she pregnant? There were so many questions in his head, but he couldn't help but subconsciously notice that she was wearing nothing but a towel. Her long toned legs giving him a great view and her olive skin clearly contrasting with the clean white towel. What? He was a guy!
"What do you mean by your house? This is my house. I lived here since forever!" Gabriella asked, not noticing he was checking her out or that she was still wearing only a towel.
"Actually, I bought this place few days ago, so it's mine." Troy informed her, now calmly. Deciding he saw enough he decided to do something about her "lack" of clothing. "Can we discuss this after you put on some clothes? I feel, uhm, uncomfortable talking to you while you are like this." How did they manage to meet like this all the time was beyond him and he chuckled in amusement.
"What are you talking…." Gabriella asked in confusion while looking down. Her eyes widened and a blush crept onto her face. She immediately pushed aside and ran towards the staircase to her room. There she put on jean shorts, a white tank top and white flip flops and came downstairs again where she found Troy already sitting in the living room and her new sofa.
"Now, explain to me what are you doing in my house again?" Gabriella asked while taking a seat opposite of him.
"Again, it's my house now. I have a proof that I bought it few days ago." Troy said and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, handing it to her. Gabriella took it and skimmed through it. Her eyes grew wide and she froze in shock when she got to the part where the sellers were listed. It said Taylor and Chad Danforth. Her best friends. Before she could react or let the information sink in, Troy leaned over and snatched the paper from her hands.
"So you see, this is mine and you have to get out of here now." Troy informed her casually and leaned back on the chair, observing Gabriella's reaction. Her head was overloaded with questions and all the things that happened this past few days. So her supposedly best friends sent her away and sold her house? How could that be? Where was she supposed to stay now?
"By getting out of here, I mean today you know?" Troy told her coldly after about 10 minutes. Something in his voice made Gabriella snap and made up her mind. She wasn't prepared to give up on her precious house so easily.
"The only one who is getting out of here is you. This is my house and I didn't give permission to anyone to sell it." Gabriella informed him in an equally cold voice.
"No way in hell! Do you know how much I paid for it? There is no way I am going. Besides I like this house." Troy hissed in annoyance. How dare she tell him that. Does she not know who he is?
"So? I am going to pay you back every fucking cent you had to give for it." Retorted Gabriella casually while thinking about her current financial position.
"With what? Remember? You borrowed my money to get back here. That reminds me, you still need to pay me back for that. You have like no money at all." Troy told her in triumph, feeling he had win this argument.
"For you information, I write stories on the internet. It may not be something big like your stupid acting, but it brings money. So every time I make money from it, I will give it to you." Gabriella responded. She was not going down without a fight. This made Troy snort.
"Yea, right. And when will you repay me back completely? When we both hit 80? No way!" he smirked, clearly seeing that the discussion was about to end.
"Please, this house was build by my father before he passed away. This isn't just my house. It's part of who I am and it's the only memory of him. I can't just give it up like that." Gabriella changed to pleading, clearly seeing that retorting back wasn't going to help.
"Boo hoo! My answer is no and this bull shit is over. Get over it and get the hell out!" Troy was fed up with her and stood up, heading to the front door. Opening it for her and waiting for her to get out.
Gabriella knew she didn't have any other choice, so with a sigh she got up and went towards the staircase to take all her clothes and belongings. While packing, she spotted and old frame with an old picture in it. It showed her when she was 8 years old sitting on her fathers back while holding a balloon and her mum standing next to them. All three had big smiles plastered across their faces, looking at the camera. This brought tears to Gabriella's eyes. Standing up, she angrily wiped her face, took her luggage and stomped down where Troy was still standing with the door opened. This made Gabriella even angrier.
"You are such an arrogant stuck up jerk! I can't even believe there are people like you in the world! I sincerely feel sorry for the person that will marry you! You fucking idiot!" with that she made her way out of the house and didn't even bother to look back.
Troy Bolton was a very healthy person. He ate a lot of vegetables and always exercised. After all, he had to look good on the red carpet didn't he? That's why he was currently stretching outside his house at 6 am. Dressed in a track suit, Troy began jogging as he did every morning.
He didn't get that far when he came across the bench that was situated few meters away from his door. It wasn't the bench that made Troy look at it. It was the person that was currently lying on it that made him look at it. There was Gabriella, sleeping on the bench while her suitcase was put underneath it. Her cheeks were rosy from the slight wind that was blowing as they were right on the beach and her head was put on her purse which was tightly clutched by her hands. Troy couldn't believe it, why wasn't she gone already? Didn't she have a place to go? Troy came over to her and slightly shook her shoulders.
"What the hell woman! Wake up! I told you to go away not to camp out on my bench!" Gabriella groaned and slowly opened her eyes to face the person who so rudely woke her up from her limited sleep. She just managed to drift into unconsciousness after she couldn't sleep the whole night and now it seemed that she wouldn't get any sleep ever again.
"I am so tired and my body hurts so much." She moaned while rubbing her eyes slowly. She didn't even open her eyes fully when she picked her things up and with a small pout and semi closed eyes started to make her way down the road.
Troy looked after her retreating figure and mumbled "Crazy woman." While starting his jog to the opposite direction, towards the beach.
One hour later, Troy jogged back to his house when he once again passed the bench. He couldn't believe his eyes. Lying there, again, was Gabriella. She was in the exact same position he found her in a while ago, sleeping. Troy was shaking her awake, fully prepared to yell at her for wasting his time, when he noticed her shaking. And it wasn't from him. He touched her forehead only to find that she was burning up. Troy didn't know what to do; he had never taken care of anyone, let alone a sick person.
Without thinking, Troy picked Gabriella up and made his way towards the front door. When he got inside, he took her upstairs to the room she previously claimed and put her on the bed. After that, he went to his room, took a shower and got to his Audi A8 and drove into the town towards the nearest drug store.
How the heck did his life become so complicated? Moreover, why the heck did he take care of Gabriella?
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