Besar

By Jeune Ecrivain

Rating: K+

Summary: Former one-shot extended due to good reviews. On the cusp of a relationship, Troy and Gabriela find something unexpected that they have in common and use it to further their fledgling singing careers.

WARNING: Major fluff!

A/N: This chapter refers humorously to the fact that a double-'l' is pronounced like a 'y' in Spanish (e.g. llama "yama").

"You know, I should've at least suspected you knew some Spanish when I first met you."

Troy cocked an eyebrow at Gabriela. Kelsi had departed a short while ago, and they were now in Troy's room conversing lightly. "How's that?" he asked, curiosity coloring his tone.

"When you typed my name into your cell phone at New Years, you spelled it with one 'l,'" she answered.

Troy's eyes widened in surprise, and he chuckled in amusement. "You remember that little detail? No wonder you're so smart!" he teased.

She gave him a playful shove. "I only remembered it because it was so surprising. You were the only person I can remember who spelled it right on the first try. I can't tell you how many times I've had to tell someone it's just one 'l' and not two."

"Well, it was just a guess," Troy shrugged. "You looked Latina, and when you said your last name that one time, it sounded very Hispanic. So, I figured your name was completely Spanish, which meant it was probably only spelled with one 'l.' I figured you'd correct me later if I turned out to be wrong."

"Exactly my point," stated Gabriela. "Someone who didn't at least know something about Spanish wouldn't have been able to figure out that a double-l doesn't belong in my name."

He smiled. "What can I say? You're not 'Gabrieya.' You're Gabriela." His expression then became one of warmth. "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl."

She blushed and smirked at him. "You know, Troy, if you want to make out, you could just say so."

Troy laughed, amusedly taken aback by her bluntness. "I mean it, though!" he protested.

"I'm sure you do, but saying it right on the heels of the whole 'glad I met you' thing….Let's just say I get the picture," she stated with an impishly smug grin on her face.

"Alright, you got me this time," Troy confessed, smiling at her in admiration of her acuteness. "But I hope you don't think I say these things just because I'm looking for some action, I mean…"

Gabriela cut him off by kissing him gently yet firmly on the lips, and he immediately started kissing her back. A sensation of great comfort and security washed over Gabriela as Troy's arms slipped around her waist, and she wrapped her own around his neck to complete the feeling. Troy tightened his grip gently, holding her as close as he could as he took in the pleasure of her proximity. Breaking apart momentarily, Troy gathered her up in his arms and lifted her off her feet. Gabriela gave him a small, child-like smile before initiating another, deeper kiss. Still kissing her, Troy began moving around the room slowly, vaguely looking for something on which to set her down. In his blind search, his heels met the rear end of his bed, and he promptly lost his balance. Gabriela let out a yelp of surprise as the two fell onto the mattress. After landing on top of him, she wasted little time in adjusting to her new position before teasing his lips with her own until he couldn't take it anymore and captured them completely. She moaned softly, and the two continued to kiss with affection and passion.

"You know,…you're the...only guy…I don't feel…at all…awkward…about…doing this…with," Gabriela said somewhat huskily between kisses. "I'm…usually…quite shy."

"You…could've…fooled me," Troy said, rubbing her back as he kissed her. "I've never…been this… close…to a girl…before."

They fell silent again as they continued, each one getting simultaneous thrill and comfort from the other's touch. After about half an hour, they found themselves lying on Troy's bed silently, content in each other's arms. Gabriela rested her head and upper arm on Troy's chest while he stroked her back gently. She sighed softly, and Troy looked down at her and inwardly declared himself a very lucky man. "You know," Gabriela said quietly, "when my Mom told me we were moving here, I never would've thought I'd get this close to someone so quickly." She raised her head to look into his eyes. "But there's just something about you. I can't describe it exactly. You make me feel like I'll always have someone to lean on."

Troy smiled warmly at her. "That's 'cause you always will," he said. "What you said goes both ways. You're something special, Gabi, and I've never felt like this about anyone before I met you. I know that sounds kind of cheesy, but that's the best way I can think of to describe it." He reached up and stroked her cheek with his hands. Then, he swallowed, and decided to take a dive. Had it been any other girl, he would've been nowhere near ready to utter these words. But his gut told him it was right, so he gave her a small smile and said two simple words. "Te amo."

Gabriela looked at him, in awe of the sincerity that shone in his eyes. She smiled brightly as a few stray tears slipped out of her eyes and slid down her face. "Te amo a ti también."

A/N: In case you didn't catch on, "Te amo" means "I love you," and Gabriela responded with "I love you, too."About the spelling of Gabriela's name, I mean no offense to anyone who writes it with two 'l's (heck, the professionals at Disney spell it like that). This was more of my way of using the story itself to explain why I prefer to spell it like I do, as I'm sure some of you may have wondered.