A/N: Thanks for the reviews! We really like them, and we like to hear how you all are suffering from her not telling him about Luke. Okay, here's chapter 9!
The next morning, Gabriella woke up with guilt stirring in her head. She felt bad about breaking up with Warren and jumping into her relationship with Troy. She loved being with Troy and spending time with him. Another thing that makes her sick is the thought of how he is going to react if she told him.
Suddenly, there was a knock at her door, "Hey." Troy said, coming in and sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Hi," she sat up.
"How are you?" He asked.
"Fine," she smiled. "I don't want to leave tomorrow, though."
"I don't want you to either," he leaned in and kissed her, tenderly. "So… do you want to do something today?"
She nodded, "Yeah. What should we do?"
"Well, since it's your last day here, we could go see a movie, or stay home and watch a movie. Um, we could go to the beach and go swimming. We haven't really done that since you've been here."
"Yeah, that sounds like fun."
"Cool. How about we go to the beach, and then come back and see a movie here?"
"Okay. Let me get my swimsuit on, and I'll be right out," she said, as he got up and left. She changed into her orange bikini and slipped on a denim skirt and a loose white shirt. When she walked out, Troy was sitting on the couch.
"Ready to go?" He asked, standing up.
"Yep," she got her purse and they left. Walking to the beach, Troy grabbed her hand. She held onto it and smiled at him, wishing she already told him and he was perfectly fine with it.
"Okay, this looks like a nice spot, don't ya think?" He asked, setting his towel down.
"Perfect," she said and laid hers out as well. After getting they're stuff situated, they went in the water.
He immediately dove in, whereas she waded in it for a while.
"Come on!" He yelled from where the waves came up.
She shook her head, "Nah. I'm fine right here."
"No, you have to come in!" He smiled.
She backed up, seeing him come towards her. "Troy, don't even think about it!"
"Then come in."
"I don't feel like getting too wet," she said, innocently.
"Then what's the point of coming?"
She shrugged.
"That's not a good enough answer for me," he laughed and picked her up.
"Put me down!" She squirmed, as she laughed.
He carried her out to the deeper end, and finally let her go, "There. You happy now?"
"Thanks a lot," she giggled and hit his back, playfully.
After playing in the water for a little bit, they got out and dried off. She put her towel around her and he put his arm around her.
"I'm really going to miss you," he whispered.
"I'm going to miss you too," she said, thinking of how it would be like going back, without Troy, and without Warren anymore. Her mom was mad at her. At least she had the one important thing still in her life: her son.
"How about we call each other this time," he squeezed his arm around her tighter.
"Yeah," she muttered. "I just want to say thanks…. for everything. You know, not a lot of people would want somebody to stay at their house. Especially after a couple years of seeing each other."
"Hey, it was nothing. I liked it. I mean, seeing you again."
"Me too."
"So, do you want to get something to eat?"
"I'd love to," she said, as they got up. After they went back to his place and got changed, they went out for dinner. Since it was her last night there, he took her out someplace nice.
They went to an Italian restaurant, a couple blocks from his house.
After they ate, they took a long walk, holding hands and talking. When they got home, Gabriella sat on the couch and Troy kneeled by his glass case where the movies were.
"What do you want to watch?"
"I don't know," she shrugged. "What do you have?"
"Let's see…" he trailed off, looking at his DVD's. "Nothing really good. Let's order a movie from Dish or something," he sat on the couch next to her and turned on the TV.
"Okay."
After they ordered the movie (can't think of one. Sorry), they made popcorn and sat, quietly. Troy grabbed the remote and turned the volume down. He leaned in and kissed her. She deepened it and put her arms around his neck. After kissing for fifteen minutes, Gabriella sat up and put her head in her hands.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, looking at her.
She continued to cry and rock herself back and forth.
"Gabriella? Did I do something?"
"I… I need to… really tell you something," she said, not looking at him.
"Huh?"
"There's something I really need to tell you."
"What? What's wrong?"
"I should have just told you," she sobbed.
"Told me what?"
"I… I…" She stumbled. 'I can't do it!' She thought. 'What if he hates me? We're perfect where we are right now.'
He just looked at her, surprised by her sudden mood change. "I don't understand."
"I… have… a kid," she muttered.
"What?"
"I have a kid," she looked down, ashamed.
"You… what?"
"I have a son!"
Troy just stared at her blankly. "Huh? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because… there's something else."
"What more is there?" He yelled. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"He's… yours," she let out another sob.
He didn't say anything. "What!"
"I'm so sorry I didn't tell you!"
"I don't get it, Gabriella. Why not? How old is he? How long have you been keeping this from me?"
"He's three."
"Oh my god," he muttered. "Why didn't you tell me, damn it?"
"I was too scared," she said.
"Too scared of what?"
"Of how you would react!"
"How I would react? So… you didn't tell me because of how I would react?"
She nodded.
"How would you feel if something as big as this was kept from you for three years!" He put his head in his hands.
She didn't say anything, but just let the tears fall from her eyes.
"What's his name?"
"Luke."
"Your dog?" He yelled.
"Yeah. I'm so sorry I never told you, but you left for college, and how was I supposed to!"
"You could have called! E-mailed! Or something!"
"You could have done those things too!"
"I'm not the one who had a kid!"
"I would have told you…" she trailed off. "I don't know. I was young, and… I'm sorry."
"Whatever," he muttered. "It's a little late for apologies now."
A/N: Well, there you go. She told him. Not the best reaction, but hey, she told him. I know, you all want them to get together. We'll see about that. Please review!