Okay so I made a mistake last episode she was 5 months when she fainted and she woke up at 6 months. I know I'm sorry but like I'm horrible at math. I guess that's why I have Algebra 1 tutorial. Lmao, well anyway here it is. I'm sorry it's late but I just got back to high school and I am writing Once Loved's episode on my papers and I just want that one to come out perfect.

It's been four days since I have came home from the hospital and six since the last time I had heard from Troy. Honestly? It's beginning to worry me. Doesn't he know that I am okay? Doesn't he know that I am home safe where I should be? Well scratch that. I should be in his arms.

That's where I should be.

"Where are you going?" Crap. She caught me.

"I'm going for a walk." I said as I faced my mother who had the protective look on.

"The hell you are. You are going back to bed." She approached me placing her hand on my back. "Now come on. Get moving."

She tried escorting me to the staircase but I refused. "No mom. My back is hurting from lying down all day for the past four days." I turned around heading for the door and as I was about to walk out the door I turned to her and said "Don't worry you can call every half hour. I have my phone on me. I will just be down by the park, and yes I will look both ways before crossing the streets, I will walk slowly, and I know about 'stranger danger'. I love you, bye!" and I was out the door faster than lightning.

I'm pretty sure my mother is worried sick but I cant be stuck in that house forever. I need sunlight, I need fresh air.

I need FREEDOM!

The only people that still talk to me and come and see me is James, Kevin, Kelsi, and Sharpay and Ryan. I only get to see Kelsi and Sharpay because they are dating my family and Ryan because he's brothers with Sharpay.

I honestly don't understand why no one else wants to talk to me. Chad, my Chadster won't talk to me. I mean what did I do?

I brought my phone out calling Sharpay knowing she would be at lunch.

"Hey girly, how are you and my little bubba doing?" I slightly heard her over the noise of the cafeteria.

"We are doing well. I finished my homework Jack dropped by yesterday so I decided to go out for a walk." I said rubbing my round belly.

"Alone? You are walking alone?" Here we go.

"Yes mom, but don't worry I am looking both ways before crossing the streets." I said sarcastically with a smirk. "Hey I wanted to call you and see if Troy was there. I haven't seen him since the accident, so I was hoping to catch him with you guys at school."

"Umm Troy? Can I put you on mute for a second?"

I creased my eyebrows wondering why she needed to put me on hold. "Umm, sure I guess. Just hurry."

"Okay." I heard a button being pressed. I guess she didn't press the button right again. This is probably the forth time she has done this.

Just when I was about to let her know that I could hear, I heard "What do we do? Tell her? That's why I haven't spoken to her; to avoid this question."

"It's why most of us have been avoiding her."

"We are just lucky that we avoided it Kelsi."

"What are we going to tell her?"

"Do we tell her the truth?"

"And how do we do that? Be straight up and say 'Oh Gabby Troy's missing. He hasn't been to school in six days.' We can't tell her that. It'll break her heart." And he was right. I looked at the screen and pressed end.

I couldn't believe it. It didn't make sense. Why wouldn't Troy be in school? His life had just started to get better and he is messing it up by not going to school. I continued to walk to the park until I found myself sitting on the bench in front of the playground looking at the little kids laughing, and playing on the equipment.

I went back to the days where Troy, Sharpay, James, Ryan, Kevin and I were little kids. Our families would spend one weekend of each moth down at the park and us kids would go back to ones house and camp out in the living room.

It was simple times back then where we thought staying up to eleven thirty was late, camping in the living room making separate bed sheet tents facing each other with a flashlight on each side. Always trying to see who made the better shadow- boys always won but we know they cheated. Only obvious because they had more people on their side.

SpongeBob Squarepants was like the coolest thing back then. Okay so that hasn't changed but still come on who didn't think back then that SpongeBob was about the coolest thing ever. Hell if I could I would wear a Spongebob Squarepants backpack to school every day! Or the time where we use to pretend that we were the Power Rangers. Ryan was the white ranger, Kevin was the silver ranger, and James was the black ranger. Troy and I use to fight over the red ranger all the time. So he won't sometimes but I would still get my way, and of course to guess it Sharpay was the pink ranger.

I spent my last two and a half hours remembering my times as a kid. The park, the games, the secret house, the cartoons, the secret hou- THE SECRET HOUSE!

Why didn't I think of that before? I looked at the time on my phone and dialed the person I could think of at the time.

"Hello sweetie."

"Liz, pick me up. I'm at the park."

"Are you okay?"she asked worried.

"Yes, I'm fine. I just need you to take me somewhere."

"Okay I'll be there in two minutes. I'm around the corner at the store."

"Okay, I'll walk over to the parking lot."I got an answer from her and started to walk to the lot. "Bye." I said ending the call.

"Are you sure this is where you want to go?" Lizzie asked as she parked the car in front of the woods.

"It's exactly where I want to go. Thanks so much." I kissed her cheek getting out the car. I looked at the trees ahead of me and walked towards them

The whole way there I was thinking 'Is he going to be there?' And if he is what am I going to do? Oh the options that I can do.

Hit him, yell at him, and throw a pillow at him? Not even talk to him like he did to me, or I can take things calmly and just smile at him, hug him, cry in his arms, run- well waddle fast- in to his arms.

I approached the doorknob and gave it a nice slow twist entering slow with a leg at a time "Troy?" I asked softly. "Troy its Gabriella"

No answer.

As I walked around I had seen open beer bottles all over the floor. I picked up about 5 bottles off the floor and put it in the sink. I looked around the messy room sighing when I heard someone throwing up from the bathroom.

I grabbed the knife off the table next to the sliced lime. As I got a great grip on it I slowly walked towards the restroom. On my way there the puking hadn't stopped. I put my ear to the door to try to unravel who the sick person was but I could make this person out. I slightly turned the knob trying to be careful not to make any noise. As I pulled my head in before my body I gripped a little harder on the knife. I held on as if it was my life on the line. It basically was. What if this man is a hobo? Hobos are crazy. Everyone knows that!

I stretched my hands towards the man with the knife in between my hands. I was about to kick him in the legs to get his attention when I heard this man mumble 'Why can't you just save her Keith?' When I heard that I knew exactly who it was. I dropped the knife to the floor and slowly walked over to him "Troy." I placed my hand gently on his shoulder. When he looked up at me he laughed. You can really see the confusion in his eyes.

"Man I really must be -"he hung his head over the toilet and vomited.

"Okay, that's gross." The smell of Troy's vomit really upset the baby so I decided to go to the kitchen. Twenty minutes later the kitchen was clean, the dishes were drying and Troy stumbled out of the restroom. "Oh boy." I walked over to him and wrapped an arm around his waist as he dropped an arm around my shoulder.

"Are you a an-angel?" clearly he was drunk and thought I was dead. So I played along.

"Yes I'm an angel. I'm your guardian angel, and your guardian angel says that you should lie down." I slowly guided him down on the sofa placing a pillow under his head." Okay stay here angel is going to get you water." I was about to leave until I felt him pull me back.

"No, angel, don't leave." He put his hand on my cheek and I couldn't help it but smile and place my hand on his. "You really are beautiful angel. You look like my friend Gabriella.

"You can call me Gabriella." I treated to bring his head back down to earth. I needed Troy to realize that this was me and not some angel that looked like me. That I did not die.

"No because you are not Gabriella" she pulled his hand back to him and frowned. This was really hurting him.

"Why not? What happened to her?" I asked pretending not to know.

"She died. I didn't even get to say my last goodbye." I could see his eyes watering.

"How did he die?"

"She was preg-pregnant and she fell down and hit her belly. She, she screamed in my hands. She was in pain and I couldn't, I couldn't do anything about it but just stand there. She went back into unconscious in my hands. After that, I never walked back in her room."

"Why didn't you?"

"Because I couldn't stand seeing her in pain; when I left I turned off my cell phone and made no-no" he burped out and you could smell the alcohol in his breath. "I made no contact with anyone but I did leave a note for my mom to make sure she knew I was okay." That's when I leaned down and kissed him, but not just any kiss; a slow passionate kiss that you would see on One Tree Hill or my favorite Mexican soap operas.

"Rest. Angel will still be here when you wake up." I smiled and kissed his cheek and walked away.

I sat at the table looking at my phone figuring out who to call then it clicked. It was only obvious who to call. "Hey come to the woods. I'll meet you on the outside…yes bring them. You need help and I need her." About twenty minutes later Chad, James, and Sharpay showed up. All three hoped down from Sharpay's black escalade and walked over to me.

"Gabs, what the hell are you doing out by the woods?" asked Chad hugging me.

"Follow me." I placed my hands on my belly and walked into the woods. The whole way there Sharpay was scared because she has seen this type of woods in a scary movie. What am I suppose to be then? The murder. "James remembers the times as a little kid dad use to take me and Troy to the museum and art shows?"

"Yeah, I didn't like going because I would rather go and play video games."

"Well we didn't go most of the time, most of the time we came here." I stopped in my tracks in front of the tiny house. "we were always here. Daddy made it. He has his own room in here for his cases and his most pride possessions."

"Like what?" he said following me to the tiny house.

"His baseball trophies, his cases, old pictures, stuff my mom made him throw away but he never did." I smiled remembering the little fights they had because of his baseball glove seat.

"You mean those murder case files, and baseballs that athletes would sign?"

"Eww, why would your dad keep cases?" asked Sharpay in disgust.

"Because he thought that in someway they had interesting things." As we reached the door I stopped and turned around "Now when we walk in there-silence. Okay? Troy is really drunk and right now he is sleeping it off. I want him to sleep as much as possible so the alcohol can go away." They nodded so I opened the door and quietly lead them into my dad's room.

"Did dad come here when mom kicked him out of the house for the night as well?" James said as he looked at the photos on the wall. I nodded at my brother and sat down on his chair. Chad sat down on his chair, and 'Shames' sat on the couch.

"So how did you know he was here?" Chad asked slouching into his chair.

"Well it was only obvious. He wouldn't go to a hotel because we would eventually find him, his few cousins that live here we know where they live and this place is in the middle of no where."

"Okay but why run away?"

"Shar don't you remember when I screamed and fell into Troy's arms and you rushed to grab a doctor."

"Yeah, Troy never came out for like another fifteen minutes. I sighed knowing that I had to say it.

"Well I spoke to my doctor and he said somewhere during that time they had lost me for one or two minutes. So my guess is that Troy freaked out and left."

"Poor Troy, He must feel awful. What did he say when he saw you?" I still can't get the look of Troy's face out of my head. I have never seen him look the way he did. Like he didn't even know who I was.

"I'm sorry Gabs that must be hard." Sharpay knew this was hard. She knew that Troy was my best friend.

"Yeah, well life is always hard." We all stayed silent. What else was there to say? WE just found our friend that was drunk out of his mind and had absolutely no idea about what he was doing.

I looked at Chad who was roaming around the room looking at my dad's collection. Then I looked at James who was holding Sharpay in his arms as she played with his dog tag necklace. They looked so sweet together. Just by the way their bodies worked together. I was like two puzzle pieces that completed each other.

One of Sharpay's legs was hanging on his knee, while her head fit perfectly under his chin. Her left hand was out from under her playing with his necklace as the other was placed sweetly on his chest. James just made the picture all cuter. His left hand was placed on her right leg pulling it closer to him as hi right hand was placed on her back playing with her gold long locks. James' right cheek was placed on top of her head occasionally placing a few kisses here and there causing Shar to smile closing her eyes.

I placed my hand on the bottom of my belly and a few moments later I felt the bottom right being jolted into my hands. I moved both hands on the spot and smiled to myself. You will soon be out into this world baby boy. Yes, it's a boy. My baby boy was going to be in my arms in less than three months. I found out about the gender the day I was released from the hospital. I was soon going to have my Zyler Keith Montez in my arms.

I looked up from my belly and asked "Do you guys want something to drink?" they all nodded and we quietly made our way to the kitchen and pulled out an orange juice. I glanced over at the couch that was facing the fireplace and the back of the house and saw his feet wiggle a bit.

"So what are you going to do when he wakes up?" I walked over to the small table and poured the juice into the plastic cups and shrugged.

"I don't know." I sat down and took a sip out of my cup. "I guess we will have to wait and see when he wakes up."

"He is going to freak." Chad said, "You have chips?" he is such a boy. Always thinking about food even in an emergency.

"I don't know but I really got to pee." I placed my hand under my belly and got up waddling as fast as I could to the restroom. Thankfully I made it on time.

As I was washing my hands I heard a loud thud followed by Sharpay's surprised scream. I recognized that yelp because she always does it when we watch Freddy Cooger. Next thing I heard was all for voices "Troy!"

I pulled my ear to the door trying to make out every sound. "Shar go get him some orange juice."

I heard Sharpay's black ankle boots make its way over to the kitchen as I heard the boys trying to make sure Troy was okay.

"How did you guys find me?" I heard Sharpay's boots make its way back into the living room. "Thanks Shar."

"That's not important. What are you doing here?"

"I saw her die. I heard the doctors scream that they were loosing her. I panicked; I couldn't see her like that."

"Did you ever at least think about telling us how you felt?"

Troy ignored the question, "I dreamt about her."

"Really?" Chad asked

"Yeah she was and angel. Still pregnant but still beautiful." There was a pause. "We-umm, we kissed." I smiled and decided to reveille myself but I stopped when I heard Sharpay finally speak.

"Do you still love her?"

I listened closely, "Absolutely. She is the best thing in my world. She saved me from Greg. I just miss her. I wish she was still here."

That's when I walked out. "Troy." James and Sharpay split apart to reveille Troy sitting on the couch with my bear in one hand and the orange juice in the other.

"Gabriella?" his eyes widened and his mouth dropped open letting the cup fall to the ground. Once he felt the juice on his shoes he came back down to earth and stood up realizing what he had done. "Oh sorry."

"No worried I'll go get a towel." Sharpay walked off but turned around. "Guys." She growled. "GET IN HERE!" I looked over at her as she pulled them in and she smiled winking at me.

"I'm still here. I'm not dead." I said looking over at him. "I didn't die in the -"before I could have finished my sentence I was trapped in the arms of Troy Bolton.

Kay so I know I'm like so off on a few parts but I have been so distant with this story so work with me here okay? LMAO, anyway I hope you like this one. It kind of doesn't really make sense but I had to put it up :D lmao Once Loved will be out soon possibly in a week. I'm still writing on my papers. I literally work on it during classes and in classes I'm also behind on a lot. So yes bare with me here. COMMENT, AND KEEP COMMENTING 3