Chapter 10: Look After You.

"Gabs who knew you were such a drinker!" Brooke exclaimed as Gabriella finished her sixth drink. Gabriella had turned out to be the life of the party shocking both Ashley and Brooke.

"Oh I can drink with the worst of them." Gabriella stuttered as she waved for another drink.

"You mean the best?" Brooke laughed.

Gabriella scrunched up her face, 'Yeah, that's it!" she exclaimed.

"So Gabriella you gonna come out with us more often?" Ashley asked.

A massive smile appeared on Gabriella face, "Oh yeah."

Both of her friends laughed. They knew she wouldn't remember most of the night the next morning.

"So you ready to dance?" Ashley asked as looked around the club, "There are a lot of good prospects tonight."

"Like him!" Brooke said excitedly pointing to another section of the bar. "I would mind a piece of tall brooding boy."

Both Ashley and Brooke spun around. "I think I'm going to ask him to dance." Ashley declared.

Gabriella's face slightly fell. Sitting at the bar was the man of her affection. The man that had managed to steel her heart in less than a month. Troy. "No!" she said as Ashley started to make her way over to Troy. Both of her friends looked at her in shock. "I'm going to go dance with him." Gabriella declared. She couldn't let Ashley or any other girl dance with Troy. He was her Troy.

"Seriously?" Ashley asked, eyes wide. Gabriella shook her head yes and straighten out her tiny outfit. "Well go for it!" she said. Ashley was glad that her friend was becoming more social, even though it took a lot of drinks to get her to that point.

Gabriella strutted over to where Troy was sitting. Many eyes followed her, but she only cared if one pair of eyes fell on her. "Hey sexy, let's dance." She said in what hoped to be a sultry voice.

Troy spun around to face her. Gabriella saw three of him for a moment, but soon they all merged into one surprised guy.

"Gabriella?" he asked.

"Dance with me." She said grabbing his arm.

Troy didn't move. What was she doing here? Gabriella was four years too young to be here and she didn't seem like the kind to sneak in. "How did you get in here?"

"Oh, Amelia Perkins let me in." Gabriella said, amusing herself. "Now come and dance with me Tory. Please?" she pouted a bit.

He sighed. "One slow dance."

Gabriella's face lit up with a smile and took his hand. She led his out to the dance floor, a slow song was playing. She rested her arms on hid shoulders and he placed his hands nervously on her hips. They slowly swayed to the music inching closer together as the song progressed. Troy tried not to think about how nice it felt to have Gabriella's body pressed against his. He tried not to look at her; she was only 17.

"Hey Troy?" She asked quietly, gazed up at him.

Troy kept his gaze above her, "Yeah?"

"Are you mad at me?" she asked, feeling hurt. "You won't look me in the eye."

He was forced to look down at her. His eyes fell upon hers. Their gazed were locked until Gabriella leaned in and kissed Troy.

He was shocked. In the short time he had known her eh would have never thought she would do something like that. Troy slowly closed his eyes and kissed her back. Gabriella open her mouth slightly, which caused Troy to push her away. Gabriella looked up his, surprised and hurt.

"Have you been drinking?" he asked sternly. He knew he had tasted alcohol on her breath.

"Maybe just a little bit." Gabriella said in a small voice. Even drunk, she knew that Troy was mad.

"How much is a little bit?"

"I don't know. But, Troy don't you like me?" Gabriella said desperately.

"I have to get you out of here." He declared taking her hands from his shoulders, leading her to the front door.

'No!" Gabriella yelled trying to keep her ground. She was wobbling without Troy to lean on, "I want to stay here." Gabriella fell into Troy, unable to keep her balance.

Troy sighed and scooped her up in his arms. He carried her out of the club and to his apartment.

"Was that Gabriella?" Ashley exclaimed as she saw her friend being carried out of the club.

"Yeah, who was she with?" Brooke asked nervously.

"I might be wrong, but it looked like hot construction guy." Ashley said. "Let's go." She and Brooke tried to make their way though the crowd.

"Looks like Troy is going to get lucky!" Ashley stopped and turned to see who was talking about Troy.

"You know Troy?" she interrogated. Ashley looked at the two guys standing in front of her. One had long, curly hair and the other had a buzz cut.

"Yeah, who wants to know?" The curly hair guy asked.

"That was my friend he just carried out. What is he going to do with her?" Ashley's voice was stern and serious.

"Troy's a good guy. He won't do anything. He'll probably just take her to his apartment." The guy said in the same light hearted tone.

"Take me to his apartment." She ordered.

"Why should I?" he shot back.

"It's either take me their or loose a kidney." She threatened. "You're choice."

Chad looked into the eyes of the blonde bombshell who was threatening him. He had never met a girl who was so fierce. He reluctantly led the two girls out of the club and walked them silently down the street to Troy's apartment complex. "Well, here it is. What are you going to do, break down the door and rescue your friend?"

"You say this Troy is a good guy?" Ashley asked, not taking her eyes off of the complex.

"Yeah. He's a good guy. He wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone."

Ashley sighed heavily, "Okay." She turned to Brooke, he was just as concerned about Gabriella as she was, "We know where she is. Let's grab a hotel close by so we can keep an eye on her."

"Make sure to use your fake IDs. The hotels around here don't rent out rooms to anyone under 21." The curly hair boy told them. Ashley mouth dropped. "You guys can't be older that 18, right?"

Ashley ignored his comment, "Thanks for your help." She said sincerely. She grabbed Brooke's and the two girls walked to the nearest hotel.

Chad watched the two girls leave. He shook his head, smiling. "Troy has no idea what he just got himself into. If that girl is anything like her friend he's in a lot of trouble."

Jason laughed. "Yeah. That blonde chick seemed worse than Monica. And I thought that Monica was as bad as they got."

"We all did." Chad started walking in the opposite way to the girls. "Let's get back to the dorm. I got an early morning class tomorrow."

Jason looked at his watch. "Make that today. It's almost one."

"Awe, damn it," Chad groaned. "I got class in five hours."

"Sucks to be you."

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Troy carried Gabriella up the stairs. She may look small, but carrying her twenty blocks and up two freights of stairs was starting to take a lot out of him. He masterfully managed to open the door while still holding an unconscious Gabriella. He walked through his small living room and into his bedroom, placing her on the bed. He gazed down at her. Even with the heavy make-up and showing clothes, she looked helpless and fragile. Troy pulled the sheets over her small body and set out a pair of boxers and a t-shirt for her when she woke up. He took one last look at her and sighed. "Sweet dreams Gabriella." Hw whispered and quietly shut the door On his living room floor he saw Gabriella's phone vibrating. He was surprised that it hadn't fallen sooner.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Where's Gabriella?" a girls voice shouted through the receiver. He glanced at the caller ID. Ashley.

"She's sleeping." He told her calmly.

"Well for your sake, Troy, you better hope he's okay or you'll be going clubbing in a wheelchair." She threatened and hung up the phone.

Troy looked at the phone. Gabriella sure had some serious friends. He grabbed a pillow and a blanket out of the hall closet and made himself comfortable on the couch. Troy quickly fell into an uneasy sleep.

AN: I hope you all liked that chapter and please review! Also, I would love it if you guys could check out my other story He Said She Said. It' a little different than this one, but I would still like you guys to tell me what you think about it.