"Bliss"

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Bliss isn't too far away unless you push it away.

"If you follow your bliss, doors will open for you that wouldn't have opened for anyone else."
-Joseph Campbell

If you want to be loved, show that you can love.

Ignorance is bliss.

Do what makes you happy. Be with who makes you smile. Laugh as much as you breathe. Love as long as you live.

Gabriella turned off her stereo after hearing her phone ring. She was currently cleaning her and Troy's room while everyone else was doing God knows what. "Hello?" She asked into the phone trying to multitask.

"Gabs, I'm begging you. Please come home," the desperate voice on the other line begged. Gabriella rolled her eyes. "I'm not coming home, Phil."

Phil sighed. First name base. Not good. "Well, is Troy with you?"

"Troy isn't any of our business," Gabriella replied.

"Yes he is. I told the police that he kidnapped you."

Gabriella could feel her anger boil up inside of her. "What the hell is wrong with you? You are such an asshole! Have you ever thought about how I feel and what makes me happy?"

"Gabs—"

"Don't call me that. And, don't call me again. Bye, Phil," Gabriella pressed the little red button indicating the call to end and sighed. Gabriella loved her father, that's not undeniable, but he is an irk. He never thinks about what makes her happy, and right now, time away from him is all she needs.

"You okay?" A voice asked. Gabriella looked up and shakes her head. "If I said I am, I would be lying Troy."

He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her in a warm embrace. Gabriella happily accepted it and pressed her face in his chest. Troy pulled back slightly and brushed away a strand of hair blocking her golden brown eyes. "Want to talk about it?"

Gabriella looked up at him and nodded. "Yeah, I guess it would help."

He took her hand and they both sat on the bed. Backs lent against the head board, and legs tangled together. Troy intwined their fingers and started. "When do you plan on going back?"

"That's the thing...I don't want to go back."

"I don't think that's possible."

"Quote mother; Everything is possible if you believe it is."

"Yeah it is, but you can't run away from your problems. The only way for them to stop is to fight them. He's not gonna stop looking for you and at this point I don't think I can go out the house."

Gabriella inhaled and closed her eyes. There, in the utter blackness, the figure of her mother appeared. Gabriella exhaled and opened her eyes. "My heart wants to stay here, but my brain tells me to go back. I've learned that the mind may be smart, but the heart is stronger." Troy smiled and kissed the top of her head.

"Anything you want."

Gabriella nodded and laid her head on Troy's broad shoulder. "I want this. I want you." Troy smiled and caressed her hair as she slowly started drifting away into her peaceful slumber.

Once Troy could only here her deep breaths and the only movement coming from her which is her chest raising and lowering, he slipped his hands under her body and moved her down so they both were laying on the bed. He kissed her hair and wrapped his arm protectively around her. "Night Gabi. Say hi to your mom for me." With one more kiss to her hair, he then closed his eyes so he too could sleep.


Gabriella's eyes blinked open and she yawned. She then only felt the feeling of an arm wrapped securely around her body. She turned so she could identify the arm and grinned as she saw Troy there sleeping peacefully. God, Gabriella thought. He is so adorable.

She bent down and kissed the tip of his nose causing him to scrunch it up. Gabriella giggled and hoisted herself up on her elbows. "Mmm," Troy hummed. "Go back to sleep." Gabriella squealed lightly as he pulled her back down and pulled her to him.

"No," Gabriella whined. "I want to get up and make cookies." Gabriella puffed out her bottom lip and tilted her head downwards.

"No," troy said knowing that she had the irresistible puppy-dog face on. "And FYI that only works when the person can see you, and clearly I can't see you."

"Fine, if you don't want to get up, I'll have to take drastic measures," Gabriella said with a devious smirk. Troy popped one eye open and grinned. "Do your worst."

"Fine with me." She pulled her self up and climbed on top of him. She bent down and captured his lips. While the two kissed, the smirk still played on her kips and it grew bigger as her hands crawled up his shirt and onto his bare flesh. Just the touch of him made her shiver.

"I like your drastic measures," he mumbled against her lips. Gabriella nodded and pulled away. The glint of mischievous in her eyes sparkled. "I'm glad you do. And, do you like this?" Troy threw her a confused look, but his face twisted and he yelped as Gabriella twisted and squeezed his nipples. Hard. During the process of his yelp, Troy twisted and jumped making Gabriella fall off of him and onto the bed. She giggled as she landed softly next to him.

Troy playfully glared at her. "You did not just give me a purple nurple."

Gabriella nodded and moved closer to him as giggles continued to erupt from her throat. "I think I did Bolton."

"Well, then it looks like it's my turn to punish you." Gabriella and him just stared at each other, her eyebrows slightly raised and his mouth playing a smirk. Taken by surprise, after 1 minute, Troy jumped on her and pinned her arms down. "This'll be fun," he said and started tickling her. Gabriella laughed when he hit the ticklish spots and squirmed underneath him, her body arching and twisting.

"T-Troy!" She squeaked. "S-stop!"

"Nah," he said and his tickling became harder.

"P-please! I-I'll do an-ything!" Gabriella sucked in a deep breath as he stopped tickling her and his hands clasped around her wrist again, pinning them down by her sides. They both locked together their eyes. "Anything?"

She nodded, an uneasy feeling knotting up in her stomach. "Anything."

"Go on a date with me, then," Troy decided.

Gabriella slipped her lower lip between her teeth. "We can't go out though."

"We don't have to go anywhere. We can stay here." He leaned his face down and pressed his lips to her soft ones. Troy let go of her wrist as his hands caressed her cheek, then her jaw and her arms. Gabriella used her freedom to tangle her hands through his batch of hair that Sharpay had just recently cut.

After a while of just making-out, Gabriella pulled back, her breathing hard and heavy. Troy trapped her in between his arms, each of his arms on either side of her head. "C'mon, let's go babe," Gabriella said and sat up, but her chest just hit with his. "Troy."

He laid his head down on her chest. "I want to you stay."

"Well I want to go," Gabriella protested grinning as she felt a tickle on her chest. "Please Troysie?"

"Don't call me that," he said and she laughed when the vibrations of his neck went to her chest.

"Fine, Troy, could you please get up?"

"Yes, but I want a kiss first." He simply said that then intwined their legs. After he got a strong grasp, he turned on his side then his back so Gabriella was on top. Gabriella giggled. "Fine." Ever so slowly, she bent down and just as she was about to kiss his lips, she pressed her lips to his right cheek. Laughing, gabriella quickly got up and ran out of the room. Troy groaned and got up from the bed. "Gabi!"

Gabriella slid into the kitchen and almost fell because of her socks, but clenched onto Miley's forearm.

"Gabi!" Miley whined. "You made my chicken drop!" Gabriella laughed and got behind her.

"Terribly sorry, but your brother's gonna kill me."

"You're damn right he is," Troy said marching into the kitchen. "Montez."

"If you touch her Bolton, then I will cut you," Sharpay promised. Troy backed up a little with his hands raised. Sharpay glared at him before walking over to Gabriella and Miley. "But, it's not fair, she kissed my cheek and I want a real kiss," Troy whined like a three year old. The girls laughed.

"God, my brother is a baby," Miley said.

Gabriella looked at Troy's pleading face and stepped from behind the girls. "Fine, I'll kiss you. Now come here Handsome," Gabriella grabbed him by the collar and pressed her lips hard to his. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she arched her body into his. Troy grinned into the kiss and snaked his arms around her waist.

"You know, there are still people in the kitchen," Sharpay said rolling her eyes. "You guys make me sick."

Gabriella giggled and pulled back from the kiss. "Me and Troy are having a date tonight, so I need help finding a dress. You guys in?"

"Oh, definitely," Sharpay said, the fashonita side of her coming out. "I have so many clothes for you."

"Oh, me too! I am an expert at hair and make-up," Miley said grinning. Gabriella smiled and pecked troy on the lips once more. "Okay, babe. How about eightish?"

Troy quirked an eyebrow. "Aren't I supposed to ask that?"

"Oh, just answer yes or no."

"Okay, yes. Wear something formal, I have a special evening planned out for us, ms. Montez."

Gabriella grinned and kissed his cheek. " I can't wait, Mr. Bolton. Now, let's go girls." Gabriella held out her arms and the girls ran over to her, linking together. Troy laughed and looked down at the piece of chicken on the ground. Peeking out the kitchen to see if anyone was watching, he picked it up and took a bit. "Hm, not bad."

Gabriella, Miley and Sharpay laughed at what they just say Troy do. "Okay, now I am starting to wonder why I am dating him," Gabriella said.

"Well, that's my brother for you. Now come on. Me and Sharpay used to dress up Troy all the time. Let's go," Sharpay and Miley pulled Gabriella up the steps.

"Do I even want to ask?" Gabriella mumbled. The girls walked into Sharpay and Miley's room and sat down on the bed. Miley rummaged through her suitcase that was still not fullyun-packed on the other bed.

"Not if you know what's good for you," Sharpay replied grinning.


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I think I can start uploading a new chapter everyday now. What story do you want to be uploaded next? Living With a Murderer, Spoiled Little Rich Girl, Bliss, or a One-shot? Tell me in the review please!

Thanks!-Brittany