Disclaimer- I don't own anything, 'tis a pity.

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"What good is a life
With no one to share
The light of the moon
The honor of a swear"

-We Belong Together, Gavin Degraw

Troy slowly opened the gate that lead to the Montez's backyard, careful not to disturb them. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and punched in her phone number. He could barely hear the ringing of her cell phone, but just enough to know where to look.

"Hello?" she said softly, knowing it was him. She wasn't really in the mood to talk to him, but she answered anyway.

"What you heard the other day, none of that is true. I was sick of my friends riding on me for singing with you, so I said things I knew would shut them up. I didn't mean any of it," he said all in rush, hoping she would forgive him.

"You sounded pretty convincing to me," She said, reaching over to her bed stand to turn on the lights. Troy saw this and began walking over to the huge tree beside the deck that lead into her room.

"Listen, the guy you met on vacation was way more me than the guy who said those stupid things."

"Troy, this whole singing thing is making this school go whack, you even said so yourself. Everyone's treating you different because of it."

"Maybe because I don't want to be just the basket ball guy. They cant handle-Ow!" He was now trying to clinb the tree and talk at the same time. Things weren't going as planned. He was hanging from one arm, the other arm trying to keep his phone in place. He was quickly losing his grip and the next thing he knew he was falling.

"Troy? Where are you? Hello?" She asked. She suddenly heard a thud outside. Gabriella sprinted to her balcony and to her surprise found Troy lying on the ground, his phone lying near his head. He was quietly moaning.

"Oh my gosh! Troy!" She jumped off her balcony, catching on the trunk of the tree. She quickly but carefully climbed down the tree and rushed to Troy's side. He was slowly trying to get up and catch his breath.

"Troy? What in the world are you doing here? Why are you on the ground?"

"Um…" was all he could think of to say. He was trying to concentrate on breathing.

"Ugh, never mind. Are you okay? What happened?" She said, lifting his chin up, inspecting the damage.

"I had to talk to you…so I came back here…and I saw you turn your…light on…so I decided to climb…the tree. It was a little hard…climbing and talking…on a cell phone," He said between breaths, but with a grin on his face.

"Boys," she scoffed. She gently wrapped an arm around his waist and lifted him up. He immediately staggered away from her arms, refusing any help. He leaned heavily on the fence, trying to make the throbbing in his head go away.

"Troy? Are you sure you're okay?" Receiving no answer other than the sound of his harsh breathing, she continued," Just…stay here, I'm going to go get ice."

"For what?" he replied, finally catching his breath.

"Your head, duh," she told him, walking into the kitchen.

"Wait, no I'm fine, I don't need any-whoa!" He tried to protest and run after her, but his head started spinning again and immediately had to stop. He stumbled on his shoes and fell with an 'oof' onto the ground.

"Oh my gosh, Troy!" Gabriella rushed to his side where he was holding his head. His eyes were scrunched up in pain. Suddenly the sound of the back door opening reached their ears, and they looked towards the door. Gabriella's mom was standing in the doorframe with a concerned look on her face.

"Gabriella? What is going on here?" She asked.

"Troy fell from the tree, I think he needs to go to the hospital. He hit his head pretty hard."

"No! No hospital! Really I'm fine," He tried to persuade them, but was having trouble concentrating.

"Uh-huh. First of all, what was Troy doing in our tree? Second, how are we going to get him to the car?"

"Um, here, let's just get him standing upright first. I'll take his left side and you go on his right," Gabriella instructed. They lifted Troy up and wrapped both his arms around their shoulders and carried him to the car. Gabriella sat in the backseat and her mom positioned Troy so he was lying across the seat with his head in Gabi's lap. His eyes were at half-mast, and he was having trouble staying awake.

"Troy, stay awake, you have to stay awake," She said starting to worry.

"I wanna go to sleep," He slurred, knocking away her hand that was trying to keep him awake. She was shocked at his speech. She could tell her mom was too, when she sped the car up.

"We're almost there, don't worry, just stay awake for a little bit longer, Troy," Ms. Montez said. She had just pulled into the hospital's parking lot. She stopped the car in front of the door and turned to Gabriella.

"Go and tell the lady at the front desk about Tory. I'll get him sitting up," She instructed.

"But-"

"No, Gabriella, go." Gabi jumped out of the car, and ran through the hospital doors. She looked around frantically for a nurse. Just then someone came up to her.

"May I help you?" The lady asked.

"Yeah, my boy- er, my friend fell from a tree, he's in the car, I think he has a concussion. My mom is out there with him, but I don't know if he's awake still," she rambled on.

"Whoa, calm down. Come on, I'll get a wheelchair, and you can show me where he is," The nurse calmly. She fetched the chair and followed Gabriella out to where Troy was now unconscious. They lifted him gently and sat him in the chair. She wheeled the chair quickly into the emergency room and a doctor met her at the door. Gabriella was pushed to the side, and could barely see Troy anymore. They took him into a room so Gabriella walked back to the waiting room and slumped down in the cold plastic chair, defeated.

"I'm going to call Troy's parents. They're probably worried sick about him," Gabriella said, taking out her phone.

"Okay, I'm going to buy a magazine. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just worried and a little guilty."

"Why?" Her mom said confused.

"Well, today I got in a fight with him, and well you know he came to apologize. And after you shut the door, I guess he came into the backyard and called me. He saw the light in my room go on so he started to climb the tree that is right next to my balcony. He was trying to talk and climb at the same time and he slipped," She said starting to tear up.

"This is not your fault. It was accident. No one will blame you," She said soothing as Gabi began to cry. She quickly wiped her face and calmed herself.

"I'm going to call his parents."

It had been an hour since Tory had been brought in when Mr. And Mrs. Bolton burst through the emergency room doors.

"Gabriella? Where is he? Is he alright? What happened?" Troy's dad asked, worried.

"They took him in a while ago. Troy…he was trying to climb this tree in my backyard to get up to my balcony, and he was talking to me at the same time. All of sudden I heard a thud and looked outside and he was on the ground. I'm really, really sorry Mr. And Mrs. Bolton. I didn't mean-" she was interrupted by Troy's mom.

"Honey, its ok we don't blame you. That sounds like Troy. Don't worry about it-" She was cut short by a doctor coming out of the door.

"Bolton? Troy Bolton?" He called.

"Ooh! Yes, I'm his mother! How is he?" She asked in a hurry.

"The story I heard was that he fell out of a tree? Is that correct?" He paused as the group nodded, eager to hear how Troy was doing." He suffered a minor concussion, which will require bed rest for the next few days. He also has a few bruised ribs. Those will bother him for a while. We want to keep him overnight for observation as a precaution. You can go see him now, but please only one at a time. Rita will take you to his room." And with that he walked away.

"Come this way. Troy is doing very well, but be prepared when you enter. This is it."

"Gabi, you can go in first. I know he'll want to see you," Troy's mother told her.

"Are you sure? I mean he's your-" she was interrupted by his father

"Yes, we're sure. You're the one who brought him in," He said with a small smile on his face.

"Okay," She took and deep breath, and opened the door. There was Troy, pale, lying on the bed with a tube in his nose. She walked over and took his hand in hers, careful of the iv.

"Hey, Troy. It's me Gabriella. I am so sorry for all of this. I just, I was in a weird place, and I don't want to lose you," She said choking back a sob. She got up and walked up to the door. She stopped when she heard his voice.

"You could never lose me, now matter how hard you tried," His tired voice said. She spun around to see his eyes staring at her.

"Oh my gosh! Troy! I was so worried!" She ran over to him and wrapped her arms around him. He gasped in pain from his bruised ribs and she immediately let go.

"Oh my gosh did I hurt you?" Her eyes were wide with fear.

"No, no. It's fine. I'm fine," He said wincing as he rolled onto his other side to face her. She gave him the 'yeah right, you're so lying' look," Okay, maybe not fine, but better."

"I'm so glad you're okay. And I'm sorry for ignoring you at school. I just…the things you said hurt, and I was mad."

"I never meant to hurt you, I was just trying to get my friends off my back. That's all," He replied sincerely, looking into her brown eyes.

"I know now. But you have to promise me one thing."

"What?"

"Never do anything like that again. I thought I was going to lose you," She said climbing into the bed and resting against his warm body.

"Oh, like I said, you could never lose me. You're stuck with me forever," She gave him a look," Okay, maybe just high school."

"Is that a good or bad thing," She said teasingly

"I guess we'll find out," He said as he drifted to sleep," I love you."

"I love you too," She looked at her boyfriend and smiled. Everything was going to be fine.

"We belong together
Like the open seas and shores
Wedded by the planet force
We've all been spoken for."

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A/N Just an idea that popped into my head. I may write an epilogue, but I am still busy with sports, school, and my other fic., All that I've Got. Let me know what you think.