Keeping Us A Secret

by: LunarEclipse360

Disclaimer: I don't own 'I Could Get Use To This' by The Veronicas or HSM but...I can't wait for HSM2

I Could Get Use To This

You make me breakfast in bed

When I mixed up in my head

You wake me with a kiss

I could get use to this

Troy walked up the staircase leading up to Gabriella's room with a tray of food in his hands. He had gotten to Gabriella's house early just to make her breakfast. He knew for a fact he was totally in love with her just from doing what he was doing now. He walked into her room and saw that she was still sound asleep. He crept over to her bedside and placed the food on the night stand.

"Gabi it's time to wake up." he whispered but she didn't stir. He smirked and leaned down, placing his lips on hers. Her eyes fluttered open and a smile found its way to her lips when he pulled away. "Morning."

"Morning." she sat up and stretched.

"Your breakfast milady." he said handing her the tray.

"Troy...you didn't."

"Oh but I did. Consider it a perk for being my girlfriend." she blushed and looked at the food. "Go ahead eat up." she smiled and began eating. Troy sat there the entire time, watching her eat. She looked up and noticed him staring.

"What?"

"Nothing." he said and continued to stare. "Is it good?" she nodded and he smiled. "I'm glad you like my cooking." she smiled and looked up at him.

"Want some?"

"Nah."

"What kind of chef doesn't want to taste his own food?" he sighed and nodded.

"Fine." she smirked and lifted the fork with a piece of eggs on it to his lips. He opened his mouth and ate it. "Not bad." she giggled and he felt his heart leap out of his chest.

"So why did you do this anyway?" she asked as she continued to eat.

"I called here last night and your mom picked up the phone. She told me that you were worn out and had already fallen asleep. She also told me that you were out of it. What happened?"

"Taylor as usual. She keeps telling me that you're no good for me and no matter how many times I tell her that I don't care what she thinks of you...she keeps saying it."

"She'll get over it sooner or later."

"I vote sooner." he smirked and leaned over, planting a kiss on her lips.

"Just don't worry about her." she smiled and nodded.

"Gabi it's time for you to get ready for school." her mother said a few minutes later, poking her head in the room.

"Kay." she said and her mother left the doorway.

"You know you don't have to really do anything." Troy commented.

"Yes I do. I have to get dressed..."

"You look fine in what you're in right now." she rolled her eyes and set the tray on the night stand.

"I also have to do my make up." she said as she got out of bed and walked over to her dresser.

"You don't need it."

"Well what about my hair? I can't go to school with it sitting on top of my head." he smirked and walked over to her.

"And yet you look more stunning than ever." she smiled softly as his hand cupped her cheek. "Whichever way you look, you'll always be beautiful to me." he whispered and kissed her gently.

"I should go take a shower." he smiled and she walked into the bathroom. The second the door was closed she leaned against it and sighed, a goofy smile hanging off her lips. 'He can't be real.' she said to herself before walking over to the shower and turning it on.

Minutes later she came out wrapped in a towel. From the corner of his eye, he watched her walk across the room. He stopped looking once he realized she was about to get dressed.

"You know I'm still in the room right?" I asked and she turned to him.

"Yeah."

"Then why are you getting dressed in front of me?"

"Cause I wanted to see if you'd look."

"I respect you too much to look." she smiled and continued to dress.

"You can look now." she said once she was fully clothed. He looked up and smiled.

"Thank you God. I don't know how much longer I could've not looked at you." she shook her head and walked into the bathroom. "Now where are you going?"

"To put on some make-up." he sighed and followed after her.

"Gabi you don't need it. You're beautiful without it." she turned to him, to make sure he was serious.

"You're really serious about this."

"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know I guess it's just insecurity surfacing."

"What do you mean?"

"Before you I've never been called 'beautiful' before." she said lowering her head.

"Then those other guys must not know what beauty is." he said putting a finger under her chin and lifting her head to look into her eyes. "Cause when I look at you, I can't believe I live and breath in the same universe as you." she smiled softly and took his hand.

"Thank you Troy." he smiled and kissed her cheek.

"You're welcome."

You think I look the best

When my hair is a mess

I can't believe you exist

I could get use to this

The two walked out of her house minutes later and jumped into his car. The ride to school was silent but not uncomfortable. Gabriella stared out the window still wondering if this was all a dream.

"Troy."

"Mm?"

"How are we supposed to keep us a secret from everyone if you're driving me to school?"

"Shit. I knew I was forgetting something." she groaned and leaned her head against the window. "Okay if anyone asks I'll say that you were tutoring me and I left a book at your house. So when I went to get it, I offered you a ride to school."

"That sounds fairly decent." she mumbled.

"You got a better idea?"

"Nope."

"Then we're going with my idea." he said as they pulled up to the school. They got out of the car and all heads turned to them. Troy saw a few of his friends up ahead and sighed. "I'll see you later okay?" she nodded softly so only he could notice. "Hey guys."

"Why were you with a geek?" Chad asked.

"She was tutoring me last night and I forgot a book at her house. I went to pick it up this morning and I just offered to give her a ride." Chad nodded slowly, though he didn't believe him.

"Yeah. Anyway..." Troy zoned off. He could still see Gabriella walking up the school stairs by herself and he wished he could be beside her. "Dude are you listening?"

"What? Sorry. Zoned off." Chad shook his head and continued talking.

Gabriella walked up to her locker and put in her combination. As she pulled her books out of her locker, Taylor came up beside her and sighed.

"What do you want Taylor?" Gabriella sat without looking at her.

"Seeing if you'll actually listen to me for once."

"Why should I?"

"I'm telling you right now Gabriella, you're gonna get hurt."

"I already have by you, continuously telling me that Troy's not good for me."

"Because he's not."

"How do you know that? You don't know him."

"And what you do?"

"Yes. Yes I do." Gabriella closed her locker and walked away from her.

Because I know you're too good to be true

I must have done something good to meet you

Gabriella sat on the roof, staring at the ground. Taylor was getting on her last nerve and she wanted to just scream at her. Troy watched from afar, unnoticed by her. He knew something was up. He walked over to her and took her hand into his as he sat down beside her.

"What happened?"

"She won't stop. She just keeps going and I want to rip her head off." he sighed and wrapped an arm around her.

"It's okay Gabi."

"No it's not. She just won't leave you alone. Every word that comes out of her mouth is 'he's no good for you'. Can't she say something else besides that?" he kissed her temple and laced his fingers with hers.

"She's just trying to protect you."

"Well she needs to stop protecting me from something I don't need protection from."

"Don't let her words get you Gabriella. I'm here for you...that's all that matters" she smiled and leaned against him.

"You're right."

He smiled and kissed her cheek. She looked up at him, their eyes connecting in what seemed like an everlasting stare until he leaned down to capture her lips in a soft kiss. They slowly pulled away, savoring the moment as it was. She opened her eyes and could swear she saw love in his eyes. The bell broke their moment and they stood up.

"I wish bells never existed." he said and she nodded in agreement.

"Same here." he pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her.

"Remember what I said."

"'Don't let Taylor's words get to me.' I got it." he smiled and kissed her forehead.

"That's right." she looked up and smiled at him.

"I still can't believe you're real."

"Why?"

"Cause you're too good to be true. I still have no idea how I came to meet someone like you." he smiled and gave her a peck on the lips.

"I ask myself that question everyday I'm with you. Come to think of it, you're on my mind twenty-four seven. See." he said holding up his hand. Her name had been written across it.

"When did you do this?"

"Math class. I was bored and you were kind of on my mind and I unconsciously did this." she smiled and laced her hand with his.

"Promise me everything's gonna be alright."

"I promise with everything I am." she smiled and leaned her head against his chest. But even with his reassuring words, she had a feeling deep inside that told her everything wasn't going to be okay.

'Cause you wrote my name all across your hand

When I freak you understand

There is not a thing you miss

And I could get use to this

I'm feeling it comin' over me

With you it all comes naturally

Lost the reflex to resist

And I could get use to this