Gabriella walked out of one of her classes at college when she heard her cell phone ring from inside her purse.

She took it out and saw that it was Troy. She pressed the talk button and said, "Hey, Wildcat, what's going on?"

"Gabby, I got hurt," Troy said gently, trying not to worry her.

But Gabriella instantly became worried and tears filled her eyes. If it was serious, she could lose him and that

would break her heart. "How bad?" she asked anxiously.

Troy could hear the worry in her voice. "Well I was playing basketball when one of the players tripped me by

accident and made me fall really hard on the floor and I hurt my ankle really bad. I am at the hospital now. It

might be broken. Please don't worry, baby girl," he said.

"Are you at the hospital closest to our house?" asked Gabriella. "And if you have to be at the hospital, I'm

worried. Do you promise you'll be okay?"

"Gabby, it's just my ankle. I'm not gonna die. I can't leave you; I couldn't leave you," Troy reassured her.

"Well I'm gonna come see you," Gabriella told him. "Just let me quick tell someone I have to skip the rest of my

classes for the day because you're hurt. I'm gonna have to take you home. Do you have someone who can drive your

car back home?"

"Yeah, someone at college," Troy replied.

"Okay, well I'll be there as soon as I can, Wildcat. Love you," Gabriella said.

"Love you, too, Gabby. Don't worry too much," Troy told her.

"I'll try not to. Bye."

"Bye baby girl."

Gabriella closed her phone and rushed to tell someone that she had to go. She was immediately given

permission. She ran out the door, hurried into her car, and drove as fast as the speed limit would allow until she got

to the hospital. She quickly ran inside and asked where Troy was.

"He's in the waiting room. There were more severe emergencies than a hurt ankle," said the lady at the desk.

"Thank you," Gabriella said, rushing off to find Troy. Though in her head, she was annoyed that he was in pain

and was being made to wait. She thought he should at least have a room so he could lay down. She went into the

waiting room and ran over to Troy, throwing her arms around him and kissing his cheek. "Are you okay?" she

asked.

Troy hugged her back. "Yes, it just hurts really bad," he reassured her.

Gabriella looked down at his ankle and saw that it was bruised and swollen. "Troy, I'm going to complain. You

should at least have ice and be able to put your foot up on something. That's what you're supposed to do." She

sounded annoyed. She went over to one of the nurses and asked very politely, "Excuse me, but could I have some

ice for my fiancé and could he have something to put his foot on so he'll be more comfortable? He hurt his ankle

really bad and he's in pain."

The nurse wasn't so polite. "Hello? Lady, we have people dying here. We can't waste time on a hurt ankle. He'll

live. Get over it. He'll just have to bear the pain. Now leave me alone!" she snapped as she pushed Gabriella out of

the way so she could go down the hallway.

"I want to see a manager or something!" Gabriella called after her. "I'm not happy with this dumb service!

You're a hospital and you're supposed to care about people!" She angrily went back over to Troy and sat down in

the chair next to him.

"If my foot wasn't in pain, I would go over there and push her for pushing you!" Troy yelled. "You know what?

I don't even care. I'm gonna go and push her now! No one can hurt you and get away with it!" He tried to stand up.

"Wildcat, Wildcat, sit down. I don't want you hurt any further," Gabriella said. "I asked to talk to a manager so

you complain then."

"Are there even managers in a hospital?" asked Troy.

"There would have to be someone in charge," Gabriella said.

About five minutes later, a lady with blonde hair and glasses walked over to Troy and Gabriella. "So you wanted

to see me?" she asked.

"Yes," Gabriella said. "Troy's ankle is hurt and swollen, he's in pain, no one will give me ice," she started

crying. Troy put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her as close to him as he could since they were sitting in

separate chairs. Gabriella leaned against him. "And t-this nurse y-yelled at me and b-basically said T-Troy d-didn't

m-matter."

She buried her head in Troy's shoulder and cried harder. "B-but he m-means e-everything to m-me and I-I d-don't

w-want him t-to b-be i-in pain."

The lady looked concerned. "Don't worry," she said. "I'll get him some ice now and we have tons of rooms of he

wants to lie down. But what exactly did the nurse say?"

"S-she said, 'Hello? Lady, we have people d-dying here. We c-can't w-waste time o-on a h-hurt ankle. H-he'll

live. G-get o-over i-it. He'll just h-have t-to b-bear the p-pain. Now l-leave me a-alone!'"

"And then she pushed her," Troy added.

"Okay, I'll have to look into it. What did she look like?" the lady asked.

"She had dark hair and was tall," Gabriella began. "She h-had her h-hair in a ponytail and she was w-wearing a

l-light purple shirt and r-red lipstick. T-that's all I-I c-can remember." She felt Troy press a gentle kiss onto her

head.

"Okay," the lady said. "I think I know who you're talking about. I'll get the ice. Just wait here a minute." She

walked away hurriedly and returned about a minute later with an ice pack. "Here," she said, handing it to Troy.

"Do you want to go lay down?" she asked.

"Yes," Troy said.

"Okay, I'll go get crutches so you can walk. But be very careful." She left again and came back in a few minutes.

"Here are the crutches. And by the way, my name's Kristy. I'm the head nurse here." She took the ice pack from

Troy so he could stand up and use the crutches.

"Thanks," Troy said. Then, turning to Gabriella he said, "I'm gonna have to let go of you, baby. I'm sorry." He

pressed a kiss onto her head before unwrapping his arm from her and taking the crutches so he could walk.

"Be careful on those, Wildcat," Gabriella warned Troy.

"I will, my love. Don't worry," Troy told her.

When they got into the room, Troy laid down on the bed and Kristy gave the ice pack back to him. "Here you

go," she said. "Put it on your ankle and keep your leg straight on the bed. Don't move it. A doctor will be in as soon

as possible. Can I get you anything else?"

"Could I have some water?" asked Troy.

"Sure," Kristy said. She turned towards Gabriella and asked, "Do you want anything to drink?"

"Could I have some water, too, please?" she asked.

"Okay. I'll be back in a few minutes." Kristy left the room.

"Baby girl, come here," Troy said to Gabriella, moving over on the bed and putting his hand on the empty side

to show Gabriella he wanted her on the bed with him.

Gabriella climbed onto the bed carefully so as not to disturb Troy's ankle and cause him more pain. She laid

down with Troy's arm around her waist. She put her head on his chest and felt him softly kiss her forehead. "I'm

feeling so bad for you right now," Gabriella said.

"Honey, don't get too upset. I love you and I hate to see myself causing you so much worry."

"Do you want me to help your pain go away with kisses?" asked Gabriella. Troy had done the same to her when

she was sick, so she wanted to return the favor.

"Sounds great," Troy said.

As weird as it might have seemed, Troy and Gabriella were kissing passionately in a hospital bed. When they

broke apart, Gabriella started laughing. "Baby girl, what's so funny?" Troy asked.

"Do you realize we were kissing in a hospital bed?" Gabriella asked, still smiling.

Troy started laughing. "I'm glad to see you happier," he told Gabriella, kissing her nose and gently stroking her

dark hair as she rested her head back on his chest.

Just then, Kristy came into the room with the water. "Here you go," she said. She put both cups on the table that

could be moved so whoever was in the hospital bed could eat in bed. "It looks like you're feeling better," she

commented. "You're both smiling."

"Gabby's taking good care of me," Troy told her.

"Well now the doctor will know you'll be okay when you go home," Kristy said. "Well I'm gonna go to see

another patient now. Hopefully the doctor will be with you very soon." She left the room again.

"Troy, can you hand me my water?" asked Gabriella, since Troy was closest to the table.

"Okay," Troy said. He handed Gabriella her water and took his, too.

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Half an hour later, the doctor walked in. "Hi," he said. "I'm Doctor Preston." The doctor came over to shake

hands with both Troy and Gabriella. "So how did you hurt your ankle?" he asked Troy.

"Someone accidentally tripped me while I was playing basketball," Troy said.

"Alright, well you're gonna have to have an x-ray of your ankle to see if it's broken or not," Dr. Preston told

Troy. "But first you're gonna have to give me some information. What's your name?"

"Troy Bolton."

"And your birthday?"

"November 4, 1990."

"So you're nineteen years old now?"

"Yes."

"And is this your girlfriend?"

"Fiancé," Troy corrected. "We're getting married on New Years' Eve."

"You're getting married early," the doctor commented.

"Yeah, we get that a lot," Troy said.

"Alright, well I'll need you to come into the x-ray room. Your fiancé can come, too if she wants. What's her

name?"

"Gabriella Montez."

"Alright, Miss Montez, do you want to come?" Dr. Preston turned to Gabriella.

"Yes," Gabriella said.

"Alright, well Mr. Bolton, please follow me. Use your crutches. Miss Montez, please help him if he needs help."

"Okay," Gabriella said.

Troy and Gabriella followed the doctor into the x-ray room. Troy sat down in the chair and put his foot up on

the x-ray table. "Okay, Miss Montez, you're gonna have to leave the room for just one minute while I take the x-

ray," Dr. Preston said.

"Okay," Gabriella said reluctantly. She went over to kiss Troy before leaving. "Love you," she called behind

her.

"Love you, too, baby girl," Troy said back.

Two minutes later, Gabriella was allowed back in the room. "Mr. Bolton, your ankle is broken, but not badly.

I've seen worse," Dr. Preston was saying. "You'll have to have a cast, though."

"Will it be off before our wedding?" Troy asked hopefully.

"You'll need it on for a month, so you'll get it off mid-December," the doctor replied.

"Great," Troy said.

"Will he have to get it now?" asked Gabriella.

"Yes, it would be better. But we'll have to go into his room again. You can go back awhile; I'll get the supplies

and meet you there."

"Okay," Gabriella said. "Wildcat, can you get up okay?"

"Yeah," Troy said. He used his crutches to help him stand up, then followed Gabriella back into the hospital

room. He laid down on the bed and Gabriella lay next to him like she was before.

In about five minutes, the doctor came back in and said, "Alright, now let me see your ankle, Mr. Bolton." He

came over to the bed and put his stuff down next to him. "This might hurt a little bit," he said. "I'm gonna try to

move your foot as little as possible, but you might still feel some pain."

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Half an hour later, the doctor was finished. "There you go. Now there are a few instructions. Always walk

using your crutches, for one. And don't use your hurt ankle, which means don't walk on that foot."

"Can I take these crutches home?" asked Troy.

Dr. Preston nodded. "Yes, you can. And also do not get your cast wet at all. It might get annoying, but it'll be

worth it when your ankle heals."

"Okay," Troy said.

"And I'm sure you already know you can't play basketball."

"Yeah," Troy said. "I figured that out."

"Alright, well you can leave the hospital now. Call immediately if your pain gets worse."

"Okay. Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"Wildcat, do you need help?" Gabriella asked.

"No, my love, I'm okay," Troy said.

"Alright," Gabriella said. "Well let's go."

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Once Troy and Gabriella were at home, Gabriella immediately was asking Troy if he needed anything and

started making him comfortable. "I'll snuggle with you," she offered.

"Okay," Troy said. He was already sitting on the sofa, so Gabriella sat next to him and snuggled up to his warm

body.

"Why are you always warm?" she asked, looking up into his eyes.

"Because you're always cold. I have to be warm so I can keep you warm," Troy said. He hugged her close to

him.

"Does your ankle hurt bad still?"

"It's slightly better," Troy said.

"Remember, I'll always be here for you. Just ask me if you need anything," Gabriella reminded him.

"Okay, honey. I'll get you if I need anything."

"Oh, and there's some good news today."

"What?"

"We both got the jobs at the pet store."

"Yes!" Troy said. "When do we start?"

"Next week. But if you can't work, then it's fine."

"If I can sit down, I'll be fine," Troy told Gabriella.

"Okay, great," Gabriella said. "I'm so sorry you got hurt."

"It's not your fault, baby girl," Troy reassured her. "It was an accident. And I know you'll take care of me,

though I wish I could help you with more stuff."

"It's okay, Wildcat. You took care of me when I was sick."

"Well it was my job."

"Well it's my job to take care of you," Gabriella said.

"Gabby, I love you so much," Troy said.

"Wildcat, I love you, too," Gabriella said in return.

Then they kissed, passionately yet affectionately. They really did love each other more than anything in the

world.

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Just to let you all know, I looked up information on broken bones, so hopefully everything I said was true...LOL.