After shattering his ankle in a skiing accident, and is no longer able to play basketball, Troy becomes a film director. Little does he know, the once love of his life, Gabriella Montez, is one of the actresses on his set. He also gets a big surprise from an old high school classmate. Troyella

A/N: Thanks for all of your wonderful reviews! All of you are awesome!! I think this chapter will be a bit fluffier than the others. Like I said before, this is the very, very, very tip of the "Troyella iceberg", so enjoy! (…because I know you're getting tired of Ryella… but be forewarned, there's more of that, too)

Disclaimer: I don't own HSM.


"It's ok, Gabi. Everything will be alright." Troy was rubbing Gabriella's back, and he let his finger tips gently wander through her hair. "I am here for as long as you need me."

Gabriella kept crying in Troy's arms for ten more minutes, and then she started to calm down. Troy walked her over to the couch, where she rested her head on Troy's shoulder. She let more tears fall for five minutes before she spoke.

"You are always so good to me, Troy."

"No I'm not." Troy had his hands folded in his lap, and tilted his head down.

"Yes you are. You were always right next to me when I needed you the most…except for…I don't want to talk about that right now." Gabriella was starting to feel better. She didn't want to be saddened by talking about when Troy left her.

"Well, you were always there when I needed you, too. You helped me so much when my dad was stressing me out senior year. I don't think I would have made it without you there by my side." Gabriella sat up, and looked into his eyes. Troy was still staring at the floor. He looked up at her, and Gabriella smiled. Troy and Gabriella were lost in each other's gaze for a few minutes. Troy started leaning in slightly, to attempt to steal one sweet kiss…then reality walked in. And by reality, I mean Angie, Troy's assistant.

"Oh! Mr. Bolton!" Angie jumped a little. "I didn't know you were in here." She was feeling nervous.

"Well we are." Troy had an annoyed tone in his voice. Angie ruined the "moment" that Troy and Gabriella had going.

"I am terribly sorry."

"Me too." Troy muttered under his breath.

"I saw your light on, and I came in to turn it off."

"Thanks." An awkward pause arose between them. "Well, goodnight, Angie. Drive carefully."

"Thank you, and goodnight, Mr. Bolton. Goodnight, Ms. Montez." Angie walked nervously out the door, and Gabriella had a smile on her face.

"What?" Troy had turned and seen Gabriella's smile.

"Are all of your assistants afraid of you?"

"Afraid of me? Angie is hardly afraid of me." Troy leaned back, and crossed his arms.

"She is so terrified of you!"

"No she's not!"

"Yes she is! Angie almost wet her pants when she saw you were in here." Gabriella began to laugh.

"Ok, first of all, we only startled her, she wasn't expecting anyone to be in here. Secondly, that's discusting. And thirdly, this is the dumbest argument we've ever had." Gabriella started laughing a bit louder. "Well, I'm glad that my strange assistant, who is terrified of me, seems funny to you." Troy said sarcastically as Gabriella kept laughing.

"Ow…" Gabriella placed a hand on her head. "…I feel like I have a hangover." Gabriella kept rubbing her head.

"Well you have been crying for…let's see…" Troy rose up his arm and examined his watch. "…uh, I'd say about half an hour. "

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that." Gabriella's cheeks plushed a little.

"It's ok." Troy said, while rubbing the wet spot on his shoulder. "I'm used to it."

"Ugh. My head is killing me." (A/N:Yes, Gabriella does have a headache, she's not faking it)

"Do you want me to take you back to your hotel?"

"Um, sure." Why did he just as to take me back to my hotel? I guess he just wants to make sure I'm ok.

"Do you need to gather anything?"

"Nope, I have all of my things."

"Ok, cool. My rental car is out front. So…just follow me."


Troy drove Gabriella back to her hotel. They never spoke a word the whole trip, but it wasn't an awkward silence. Troy was thinking about how he wished Angie hadn't interrupted him and Gabriella in his office. Gabriella was thinking about Troy, and his beautiful dark blue eyes. Troy has the most gorgeous eyes in the world. I could stare into them forever. Gabriella thought with a sigh. I think we're making progress, though. It was fun laughing like old times.

"Ok, were here." Troy said. He got out of the car and opened Gabriella's door.

"What service!" Gabriella said playfully.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." He said sarcastically. Troy walked Gabriella up to her room.

"Thanks for giving me a ride back, Troy."

"It was no problem at all, really. I just wanted to make sure you got back safely. How are you feeling, anyway?"

"Oh, my head still hurts a little. I think a couple of aspirin, and a good nap will do the trick."

"Well, I hope you feel better soon. I need you healthy so we can continue shooting tomorrow."

"Aye, aye, Captain!" Gabriella said, while saluting Troy.

"Yeah, that's right. You better call me Captain. That's how I want you to identify me, from now on. Either 'Captain', or 'Commander-in-chief'...take your pick." Troy said jokingly. Gabriella snickered at Troy's previous comment.

"Ok, Captain." Gabriella had a big smile on.

"Hey Gabi? I'm sorry for acting like such a total idiot today."

"Troy, it's alright, really-"

"No it's not. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I've just had more than my fair share of stress lately, and I just let it all out on you."

"I'm sorry for coming to work so late, too. I've just had a lot on my mind lately." There was a silence between them.

"Apology accepted?" Troy said, while sticking out his hand.

"Of course. And you?" Gabriella said, raising her eyebrows.

"Always." Troy said, with a smile. Gabriella shook Troy's hand. Then they broke back into the same gaze they had going before, while still holding each other's hand. "Well, I should get going, and let you rest." Troy said reluctantly.

"Ok...I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Troy started to walk away. "Hey, Troy!"

He stopped, and turned around. "Yeah?"

"By the way, that argument about Angie wasn't the dumbest one we've ever had."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah." Gabriella paused, and smiled. " Superman can totally kick Spiderman's butt."

"No way! Spiderman could totally own Superman in a head-to-head duel. The guy wears red 'panties' on the outside of his costume, for goodness sake!!"

"Yeah, whatever." Said sarcastically.

"You know I'm right." Troy was smiling. He turned, and started walking toward the elevator.

"Have a good evening, Captain." She called, after him. He turned his head around, and flashed her a smile.

"Goodnight, Gabi." Troy said.

Gabriella let out a sigh, and walked into her room.

He called me Gabi!!


OK…for those you who are scratching their heads, and saying, "huh?"… 'Gabi' is Troy's way showing affection towards Gabriella. 'Gabi' was his pet name for her; nobody else was allowed to call her that, except Troy…or Captain…heehee…

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