I know this chapter is like really short but that's for certain reasons. You'll understand with the next one. Anyway again conversations. I still find it weird to write them so feedback is much appreciated. i wanted to thank miley-vanessafan101 and margaret09 for reviewing my last chapter.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Characters are by Disney and the ice cream is the genius idea of Ben and Jerry's. I'd kill for owning any of those two.
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Her head and heart had been fighting ever since Troy and her started dating casually. He knew about Ryan (not the specifics but he knew) and Ryan didn't even know her. But she had fallen in love with the both of them. And deciding on something so big had her all confused. She didn't know if Troy believed in happily ever after but she did. Needing someone to belive in the same things as her Ryan seemed to be the best choice until she knew what Troy thought about fairytales.
Spending time browsing through the books in the bookshop ten minutes away from campus always helped Gabriella clear her head. So that's what she was doing on a Friday morning at 10 A.M. 'Maybe I should talk about fairy tales with Troy sometime. No that's just stupid. Deciding on which guy I want to date just because he claims to believe in happily ever after. Not everyone ends up with their high school or college sweetheart after graduation' Sighing she didn't see the guy who was approaching her. 'Ugh, this is impossible. I should just forget about Ryan it's not like I'm going to bump into him any time soon' "Ooph!" "Oh my god I'm so sorry" Looking up I started into the guy's eyes that I bumped into while I was so observed looking at Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. 'Ryan! I actually bumped into Ryan.' A smirked formed on his face when he seemed to recognize whom I was (still debating if he recognized me form the shop or the dance) and he looked awfully cocky when he started to speak. 'This is it. He's going to ask me out. I just have to remember everything to tell the girls.' But the words I imagined weren't coming from his mouth and one minute I was holding onto a thick book and the next it had fallen out of my grasp onto Ryan's toes and I had bolted out the door.
Tears forming in my eyes she ran and ran, not caring if my book bag was banging into my side or if I had left the one book I thought appropriate for Troy's birthday present behind open on the floor. I ran towards my dorm as fast as I could feel tears trickling from my eyes over my face and falling towards the floor. My legs ached and I started to breath heavily but I couldn't just stop and when I saw Troy looking curiously at me from the bench we usually occupied when the weather let us. The words that had slipped from Ryan's mouth were still running through my head. 'If it isn't my Cinderella dearest, still waiting for Prince Charming are you?' The words were following me, mocking every memory I had from prom and the days after that. The bliss I usually felt while thinking of that night had left and in it's place hurt had spread all through my body. Happily ever after apparently didn't exist for me. I had reached the doors towards my dorm floor when I heard footsteps rapidly approaching.
"Gabriella! What's wrong? Slow down!" Troy's voice filled the empty hallway and I just couldn't slow down and face him. Not only was this about the other guy I had nothing to give to him on his birthday tomorrow and it was all the others guy fault. Or mine, for being so naïve still believing in fairytale endings at the age of 18.
My dorm door came into view and relieved that it was open I shut it just before Troy could reach it. I heard him pounding on the door and screaming my name but I had already collapsed in a heap on the floor. The sobs racking through my body and the tears kept coming. I couldn't keep them at bay and I wasn't sure if I wanted to. Troy was still yelling and begging me to open the door so we could talk.
"Gabriella, please let me in. We can talk about it. I'm pretty sure there's a cup of Chocolate Fudge Brownie with your name on it. I'll even watch a chick flick with you. Just please open the door. Stop crying please!"
I smiled at the thought of sweet, understanding, funny Troy who didn't know what was wrong but even now tried to cheer her up. Slowly I got up tried to whip most tears from my face and opened the door.
"Hey." My voice was small and it chocked me how much hurt that little word could hold.
"Hi." Troy's voice was equally small but worried filled his greeting and he soon had me embraced and snug against his chest. Words of encouragement soon entered my ears. After another tight hug he held me at arms length and looked up at me with his big blue eyes. "Are you alright? Do you want ice cream or a chick flick? Or both? Maybe you should call your friends they might be better at this than me. I can always leave but I wanted to be sure you were all right. Of course you aren't all right. You've been crying. There's nothing wrong with your family right? Are your friends okay?" I smiled at the million questions Troy had fired at me in one breath. I hugged him again and muttered. "I'm okay now. I'll call them later. And I'd love some ice cream." Smiling up at him I grabbed my bag checked my face in the mirror and closed the door behind me. I might have been deluded by Ryan's charms but Troy genuinely seemed to care and I was just going to make the best out of it.
Happily Ever After might just be around the corner.
