My double life with Troy Bolton

Chapter Ten

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**One month later**

I kept on moving the fork from one side of my plate to another; I tried taking a few bites out of my chicken... but there was an... odd flavour in it, so I really struggled with passing it down my throat. I had my cheek resting against my left hand and I was starting to feel the pulsations in the zone where my hand was making pressure on my cheek. Since that day in detention I haven't really talked to Troy, he seems to be putting an extra effort on avoiding me... the guy is doing a great job...

I seriously don't know what to do anymore. I don't know if I should keep waiting for him or... simply move on! He said that he needed time to think... but... what does that really mean? And for how long? Does he want to get back together? Or... did he just say it to... get me off of his back?

"Ellie, is there something wrong with the chicken?" I looked up from my barely eaten food up to my frowning mother.

I shook my head "No... it's okay... I'm just not very hungry" I sighed and looked back down to my plate, smashing with my fork the already smashed potatos, a disgusting feeling bubbling in my stomach just by looking down at my plate.

"Ellie-bear, you haven't been eating very well these past few weeks" dad said "Is there something wrong?"

I shook my head once again without looking at him; he doesn't know I dated Troy, so he doesn't know I'm no longer a virgin either "No, daddy... I'm okay... just... school stuff"

"Ella..." he said with a serious voice and I looked up at him "I know you, sweetie. What is it?"

"Nothing!" I sighed "Really dad, don't worry about it..." I looked over to my mom and bit my lower lip, sending her a please-help-me-here look. She smiled sympathetically at me and turned to my dad.

"Greg, she's just tired..." she smiled at him and patted his hand "She's been working really hard recently..."

My dad nodded "Alright... but if there's something else, please just tell us... okay?"

I nodded "Yes daddy..." I moved a pea with my fork and then sighed as a knot formed at the pit of my stomach; if I keep looking at this thing, I'm going to puke! "May I be excused? I'm kinda sleepy and I would want to go to bed early..."

"It's barely 7:30" Megan raised an eyebrow at me curiously.

"I know..." I said frowning "But I've been extremely sleepy this past two weeks"

She frowned "Why's that?"

I shrugged "Ask my body..." I sighed and stood up "Goodnight, guys..."

"Night Ella..." they said in chorus and I smiled at them before turning around and leaving the kitchen.

I sighed and rubbed my stomach, trying to soothe the nausea increasing in my body. I walked up the stairs and got inside my bed, not even minding in changing my clothes first. I snuggled against my pillow and closed my eyes tiredly. Why have I been so sleepy recently? Wished I knew. I sighed and relaxed my body, letting the sleep overtake me...

Then I stop hearing the mumbling of my parents and sister downstairs.

**TG**

I fluttered my eyes open as I felt a sudden weight in my bed next to me; I tried seeing in the dark but it was hard for me to see anything since my eyelids were still heavy and I couldn't open them correctly. A hand landed on my cheek softly and I gasped startled; that got me to open my eyes all the way.

"Hey... shh... it's me" a familiar voice said and I instantly recognized it.

"Troy?" I whispered confused and shocked.

His armonious chuckle filled my ears and then he sighed "Sorry to startle you... but I had to see you..."

I frowned as I barely distinguished his facial features with this light, but I could tell that he was smiling "How did you get in?"

He chuckled "The window..."

I smiled lightly at his logic but then frowned again in confusion "What are you doing here?"

"Well..." he sighed as he drew a circle with his thumb over my cheek "I came to get you back..." my eyes went a little wide and my heart picked up its rhythm at the words that came out of his mouth, sounding like it was the most obvious and simple thing in the world.

"What?" I asked unbelieving "Why? Ho-?... Really?"

"Yeah... I missed you" he said, chuckling lightly as he kept on caressing my cheek; I placed my hand over his, keeping it there.

"So... you forgive me?" I asked, still shocked at the sudden visit and reason.

He chuckled "Of course" I felt his breathing against my face "I love you... and... I realized that I can't live without you..."

I frowned; I simply couldn't believe this, even if his words sounded so true and were making my heart flutter like a hummingbird's wings "But... Troy... I lied to you... and horribly!"

He chuckled and let out a sigh "I know... but..." he made a brief pause "I love you, Gabs... and I know you didn't mean to hurt me and that you love me too... I've been lonely and miserable and... I needed you! I don't care if you lied, at least I don't anymore... all I know is that I want you... I want you back... mini-skirts or not, make up or no make up...pony tail or no pony tail, Anne or Gabriella; I don't care... I want you back and I miss you..." he said.

I small smiled at him and my eyes got teary, my heart pounding against my chest in excitement and happiness "God, Troy..." I whispered and wrapped my arms around his neck, burrying my face in the crook of his neck "I miss you too... and I'm so, so, so, so sorry that I've been so horrible to you..." I let out a shaky breath "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you to forgive me..."

He wrapped his arms around me, lifting my waist a little as he slipped his arm underneath me "I know" he whispered "It's the same amount of time I've been waiting to have you back in my arms..."

I smiled happily, inhaling his sweet scent and exhaling against his neck "Troy... I-"

My eyes shut open as my alarm clock went off, signaling that it was time for me to get up and filling my room with an annoying beeping. I looked over to my left and sighed dissapointed as I found nothing but empty, cold and Troy-less sheets; it wasn't the first time that I dreamed with him.

I yawned tiredly and threw the covers off of me, dragging myself out of bed and over to the bathroom. I had trouble keeping my eyes open, so I splashed some cold water over my face, trying to get rid of my sleep; it didn't work all that well. I sighed and dried my face with the white towel hanging at the side of my sink. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed.

"I don't want to go to school" I groaned to myself in annoyance and dropped my head down as I rested my hands on the sink.

"Well too bad, cuz you have to" my head snapped up and looked over to my right to find my sister smirking at me as she leaned casually against my bathroom's door. I sighed annoyed; how come I never hear her sneak up on me?

"What do you want?" I groaned "I'm not in the mood for your morning jokes..."

She giggled and shook her head "Well someone's grumpy today! Oh no wait, you're grumpy everyday..." I sighed; here we go "And I'm not here to piss you off," Yeah right! "I'm here to help you get ready for school"

I turned my head to her and raised my eyebrows at her in confusion "Why?"

She smiled as she pushed herself off of my door frame and walked over to me, walking behind me and placing her thin hands over my shoulders "Because I'm tired to see you mourning over Troy! So I'm going to help you get ready and you're going to get him back by shaking your fine ass in front of his face!" I stared at her shocked through the mirror, making her laugh "Okay, maybe not in front of his face, but you're going to shake your ass, make some guys follow your around and make him jealous! Trust me, it'll work!"

I groaned "Megan..."

She rolled her eyes "Shut up! You're going to do it! You've done it before! What's the difference now?"

I narrowed my eyes at her through the mirror "I'm not pretending to be someone else again!"

She smirked "Exactly... so we're going to find you... an intermediate style!"

"Huh?"

She rolled her eyes "Something from your suble side and your sexy side! We could find something mysterious and intriguing!" she smirked again and I groaned.

"Megan... you're not playing dress up with me again!"

"Shut up, Gabriella! I'm tired of your stupid drama! So get your ass into that freaking shower, clean up your shit-hole and then come out and we'll pick something sexy for you to wear so you get my best friend back and bang him as many times you want!" she glared at me and I widened my eyes at her.

"Yes ma'am..." I gulped; she can be really intimidating at times...

She smirked once again "Good, see you in five minutes!" she kissed my cheek and then jumped out of the bathroom happily and into my room. I sighed; this is going to get ugly...

**TG**

Okay, I do not appreciate the stares at all! Especially from... why is that guy's hand moving weirdly inside his pocket? I trembled and moved my gaze down to my black, strapped high-heels; if I come out from here alive and not rapped, I'm going to kill Megan.

"Holly shit, Gabriella! Cover your chest would you? I swear that guy was masturbating back there!" Harvey said as he catched up with me.

I blushed as I looked over my shoulder; bad move may I say. I found a lot of guys staring my way, some of them licking their lips and smirking as they cocked their heads to a side. I blushed harder and turned around; God, please make me erase that from my memory!

"Megan made me dress like this..." I mumbled.

He scoffed "Should've guessed. Why though?" he asked.

I bit my lower lip and looked down at my outfit; I was wearing black tights with a blue long and loose shirt with a cleavage that showed a little bit of my boobs; I placed a golden chain around my neck with a golden heart to not draw too much attention to my chest... that doesn't seem to be working all that well, does it? I had black, strapped high-heels and I don't know how, but my sister managed to do me a quick pedicure and painted my toenails with an emerald blue; my nails were painted with the same color. My hair was down in wavy curls and... my make up was flawless.

"She wanted me to stop my drama and get Troy back" I answered his question and he let out a chuckle.

"Well, finally! I was starting to get a little tired of it too" I looked up and glared at him.

"You're not funny!"

He smirked "Honey, I'm hilarious and you know it!"

I shook my head in desbelief and made my way towards my locker as I located it "You're just a cocky piece of ass..." He laughed and leaned against the locker next to mine as I stepped infront of it; I turned my combination lock a couple of times and then opened my locker.

"You love me and you know it" he smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest "Talking about love, here comes Bolton..." My eyes widened lightly as I took out my Chemistry book; Harvey pushed himself off of the lockers and smiled at me before walking away "Good luck..."

"Harvey!" I whispered yelled at him, without turning around "Don't leave me! Please! Harvey! Don't-"

"Gabriella?" I froze. Oh shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! What do I do? Do I turn around? No wait! Let's pretend like I didn't hear him and then he'll walk away! No that's stupid! I wanted him to talk to me didn't I? Okay, well turn around! No I can't! Yes I can! No I can't! Fuck, Montez! Turn around! I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes shut, taking a deep breath and turning around.

"Troy!" I squeaked, I cleared my throat "I mean... Troy... hi..." Do I smile? No wait, he's not smiling...not a good sign. DON'T SMILE! "What are you doing here?" I asked, frowning.

He sighed as he rubbed his hands together "I need to talk to you..."

"Okay? Sure..." I frowned and crossed my arms, lifting my boobs with my arms a little on purpose; God I sound like slut! "What is it?"

He bit his lower lip for a moment as he stared down to my chest and looking back into my eyes, ha! "In private... I mean..." he said. Okay... not good. God! Please don't! Don't say you don't want anything to do with me anymore!

"S-sure..." I answered calmly "Uhm... lead the way?" I passed my tongue over my lips nervously. He nodded and began walking down the hallway; I inmediately followed after him and I looked over my shoulder, seeing Harvey giving me thumbs up; okay... that's a little comforting. I turned back around and bit my lower lip as I stared at Troy's back for a moment before actually catching up with him.

I glimpsed at him from the corner of my eyes a couple of times; he looked so handsome and hot. I started feeling butterflies in my stomach; at first I thought it was just the nervousness... but as I felt a hot liquid burning up my throat, I knew I was actually going to throw up. I stopped in my tracks and clutched my mouth with my hand as the other one flew over to my stomach.

"Troy!" I moaned in panic; I've never liked puking.

He quickly turned around and his eyes went a little wide "Gabs? What is it?" I couldn't even answer him as I turned around and ran to the bathroom. I pushed the door open and ran into the first cubicle that I saw empty, lifting the toilet sit up and puking my guts out, not really minding that I left the door open and that a bunch of girls were staring at me in shock.

"Gabriella!" Troy's panicked voice sounded behind me as I kept puking my breakfast out of my sistem. I felt my hair being lifted up and away from my face as a hand rubbed my back. My stomach walls pressed against each other one more time and more hot and disgusting substance ran up my throat and escaped my mouth and nostrils, letting out a sickening sound. I whimpered.

I took a gasp of air and began panting as I finished being sick; suddenly a piece of toilet paper was held infront of my and I took it gladly, wiping off my mouth and then blowing my nose to get rid of anything that was stuck in there. I sniffled and then sighed tiredly.

"Are you okay?" Troy's voice said behind me as he rubbed my back in a soothing way. I nodded my head and reached my hand infront of me to flush the toilet. "Come here" he said softly as he took a good grip on my arms and helped me up.

"Thank you" I said hoarsely and then cleared my throat. He brushed some hair out of my face and sighed.

"You're pale..." he mumbled.

I nodded my head "That's what usualy happens when you puke" I small smiled at him and he, surprisingly, smiled back.

"C'mon, I'm taking you to the nurse" he passed his arm around my waist and pulled me to his side.

I frowned at him as we made our way out of the bathroom "Wait, I thought you said we needed to talk?"

He rolled his eyes "Gabriella, you just puked your guts out! There's probably something wrong with you, you're more important right now" I smiled at that and he blushed lightly, clearing his throat "What did you eat, anyway?"

I twisted my mouth to a side as I thought of my breakfast "I just ate a bowl of yogurt with granola and honey... why would that make me vomit?"

He frowned "What did you eat yesterday?"

"Uhm... I had chicken for dinner... but I didn't eat that much, it tasted odd" I nodded in realization and he sighed.

"Okay... maybe you have the stomach flu" he suggested and readjusted his arm around my waist; it felt really good to have him this close.

I bit my lower lip, suddenly thinking about my parents and Megan "In that case I hope that my family is okay..."

"Maybe you should give them a call after the nurse checks on you..."

I nodded "Yeah... I should"

We small smiled at each other once more and then we finished our way into the nurse's office in silence; it wasn't awkward as I thought it would be... it was nice. I rested my head over his shoulder and he brought me closer to his side... if possible. He pushed the door open that lead to a small waiting room and then placed his hand in the small of my back, pushing me lightly for me to go in first.

The nurse looked up from some papers that she had in her hands and smiled warmly at us. She left the papers over the bar and walked around it.

"Hey guys. What can I do for you?" she asked with a smile as she looked from me to Troy and back to me.

I opened my mouth to say something but Troy cut in first "Gabriella here just puked her breakfast... she said she ate some chicken that tasted a little odd last night..."

The nurse nodded "Alright... please come in" she motioned me to follow her and both Troy and I entered to her office "Please take a sit" she smiled and motioned me to sit over the bed and I did as I was told.

She placed her hand over my forehead and then over my cheek "No fever..." she mumbled to herself and then took out a thermometer from her front pocket. "Open up your mouth please..." I opened it and she placed the thermometer in after cleaning the tip with a piece of cloth. She took out the pressure gauge and slipped it through my right arm, pumping the little pumping thing and placing the metal part of the stethoscope on my arm. She listened to it intently while looking at the watch and then she loosed the pressure. She took the pressure gauge off of my arm and smiled softly at me while pressing the metal thing of the stethoscope over my heart. The beeping of the thermometer went off and the nurse took it out of my mouth.

"Yup... no fever..." she sighed and placed the thermometer back into her pocket. She listened to my heart and to my lungs and then asked my to lay down. She heard around my stomach a bit. When she finished, she took the stethoscope off and began making pressure over my stomach.

"Tell me if it hurts" I nodded my head and then she kept on making pressure; it was uncomfortable, but not painful... at least not until she pressed over my lower stomach.

"OW!" I squeaked in pain and the nurse frowned.

"Huh..." she bit her lower lip and nodded "A little swollen down there..." she sighed "Okay... we're done... you can sit back up..."

I nodded and sat back up. I bit my lip "So... what's up?"

She smiled at me "Well... you have a lot of gas moving around in there..." she giggled a little and I blushed as Troy chuckled too "But...your stomach isn't swollen and neither are your intestines... so... I don't think it's a stomach flu..."

I frowned "Then what is it?"

She turned to Troy "Mr. Bolton, would you please give us a moment?"

He frowned for a moment but then nodded "Sure" he turned to me and small smiled "I'll be outside..." I smiled back at him and then he stepped out of the office.

I turned to the nurse "Is there something wrong?" I asked a little worried.

She shook her head and went to sit on the bed next to me, placing a soft hand over my knee "Sweetie, have you been sleeping a lot?" she asked "Feeling tired almost all the time?"

I frowned confused but nodded my head "A little... why?"

She nodded "This chicken that tasted odd... have other things smelled gross to you?"

I nodded my head "Red meats and fish..."

"Is this the first time that you've puked around this hour?"

"Yeah...why?" I frowned again; where is this leading to?

She sighed and rubbed my knee "Sweetie..." she paused for a bit "don't you think that you may be... pregnant?"

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets and my jaw dropped in shock "What?" The nurse just stared at me, bitting her lower lip "No! I- no- he- we- I... T-the only person that I-I've been with is Troy and w-we were safe!" I exclaimed horrified.

She smiled sympathetically at me "Honey... condoms aren't 100% effective..."

"Yes, I know! but!... I-I can't be pregnant! I'm 17 years old! I'll be 18 in two weeks!" I whimpered terrified. My heart beggining to raise its pace just by thinking about having a child at this age.

"Hey! Hey!" she soothed me "Calm down, try to breathe! I'm not telling you that you're pregnant! My asumptions may be wrong" she tried to comfort me, still rubbing my thigh.

"B-but... if y-you thought a-about it..." I squeaked and shook my head.

"Hun! Hun!" she placed her hands over my shoulders "Look at me! Look at me" I turned my head towards her, looking into her eyes terrified "Breathe! Don't freak out! I said that my asumptions may be wrong... maybe it's other thing, but you'll have to go to a doctor and run some tests..." she placed a strand of loose hair behind my ear "But first...calm down, freaking out won't lead you to anything good"

I took a deep breath and nodded "Now..." she stood up and went over to the shelves and looked around a bit "I have two pregnancy tests in here" she looked over at me as she took a pink box "I can give them to you if you want... just don't tell anyone I gave them to you, I would get in trouble" she smiled lightly "... it may get you out of doubts..."

I stared at the pink box for a couple of seconds and gulped "I... y-you... think i-its a good idea?" I bit my lower lip.

"Sweetie, it's not up to me... but if I were you, I would want to have an idea of what it's going on in my body" she smiled softly as she made her way back towards me, handing me the box. I bit my lower lip and took it in my shaking hands.

I stared down at it; I never thought that I would ever hold one of these in my hands... I mean... I was careful! And it was only once! This wasn't supposed to be happening to me! I'm not a slut! I'm a nice girl, never meant to harm anyone, always helped my mom, always helped my sister... put everyone's feelings over mine, okay... maybe not when I dated Troy but...now... I may be pregnant! Ugh! Troy and his stupid dick! I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair and bit my lower lip; I wanted to cry so bad.

"Sweetie..." the nurse caressed my cheek in a motherly way "It'll be okay, trust me..." I looked at her and she smiled at me "Do you want to go home? I can give you a Home Pass if you don't feel like beeing at school anymore"

I nodded my head at her "Yes, please... I would like to go home..." she smiled sympathetically at me and nodded her head before walking back to her desk and ripping off a piece of pink paper from a notepad, scribbling something down.

"Gabriella Montez, am I right?" she asked me and I nodded. She smiled, going back to scribbling on the paper. Once she was finished she walked over to me and handed me the paper. I took it and then hopped off of the table.

"If you need anything, please come free to see me... we could talk or something..." she offered as she rubbed my back.

I smiled sadly back at her and then nodded once with my head "Thank you..."

"No problem, sweetie" I sighed and walked out of the office with my head down. What am I going to do? I'm 17 years old! I can't take care of a baby! I'm just a child! I wanted to have a career in medicine, work my ass off and buy myself a nice house with a huge garden and a pool and a swing set and... and...! Then I would get married and have children! But not now! What am I going to tell my parents? 'Hey! You guys said you wanted grandchildren, right? well...guess what! I'm pregnant! Yay!' They're so going to kill me!

"Gabriella?" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up at the voice who called my name to find a worried Troy staring down at me "Are you alright? What's up?"

I simply stared up at him. The navy blue eyes that I saw last time were gone and replaced by his original cerulean color, shining with concern as he stared down at me. His hard jaw covered with stubble and his thin lips that would stretch and reveal the sexiest smile I've ever seen. His hard rock chest, huge biceps and incredible six-pack that are every guy's envy; and... of course... there's his shaggy soft hair where I love to tangle my fingers into. He's so perfect. He's a sweet, caring and honest guy... no worries in the world, just grades and being loving with to his family, to his sisters. He doesn't need a baby in his life...

I fake smiled up at him and shook my head "Everything's alright..." I bit my lower lip "She said that it's probably PMS... a strong one... and that I need to go home to rest..."

He nodded "Okay. Do you want me to drive you home?"

I shook my head "No, I don't want you skipping classes... I'll just ask Harvey, he's failing almost everything, anyway..." I tried to joke around.

He frowned "Are you sure? I don't have a problem with it..."

"I'm sure Troy..." I shot him another fake smile "I'll see you tomorrow..." I took a step back and then went to turn to leave.

"Gabby wait..." he took my arm "Let me take you home, please. I'll feel better knowing that you arrived home safetly..."

My eyes widened a bit at his statement and I couldn't help but feel warm inside; my next smile was a little bit more real "Well... okay..."

He grinned "Cool..."

To Be Continued.

IMPORTANT: If Gabby's preggo, do you guys want her to keep the baby or not? I need to know so I can chose between my two ending options.

Sorry it was kinda suckish!

Sorry for grammar and spelling mistakes, I've been a lazy ass recently.

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