A/N- After many requests I decided I would continue this story. Thank you guys for the wonderful reviews.

I do not anything. Nothing. Zilch. Nada. Zero.

This is not beta'd, so I guess I own the mistakes.

Enough with my ramblings, here ya'll go.

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Gabriella woke up early the next morning and smiled when she opened her eyes-Troy was still sound asleep with his arms wrapped around her. He looked much better than yesterday, but the bruise on his temple was now settled into his flesh, she it was going to hurt him when he woke up. She ran a finger down the side of his face and he stirred slightly.

"Shhh, go back to sleep, you need your rest," She whispered into his ear.

"Mmm, Gabriella?" He mumbled sleepily.

"Yeah, I'm right here, go back to sleep," She told him, brushing some of his bangs from his face.

"'Kay," He breathed and wrapped his arms tighter around her. She knelt further into his embrace and buried her head in the nook between his head and shoulder. She was sound asleep in moments.

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Ms. Montez walked down the hospital corridor, coffee in hand, heading towards Troy's room. She turned the corner and cam face-to-face with Troy's parents staring into Troy's room.

"Is everything alright?" Ms. Montez asked, worried.

"Oh, no, they're just so cute, we didn't want to wake them up," Mrs. Bolton said, smiling.

"What?" She was confused, who were so cute. She looked into the window and saw her little girl curled up in Troy's arms. She smiled to herself and turned to Mr. And Mrs. Bolton.

"Do you guys want to go out to eat some where? On me?" She asked.

"I think that would be great, but one thing," Mr. Bolton said.

"What's that?" Gabi's mom asked, nervous.

"I pay." They walked out of the hospital leaving the two teenagers with each other.

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This time Gabi was woken up by Troy talking in his sleep. She rolled over and saw Troy struggling, clearly trapped in a nightmare.

"Troy, wake up, you're scaring me," She said shaking him. She ducked out of the way just in time to avoid being hit by his flailing arm.

"Troy Andrew Bolton! Wake up!" She said, raising her voice. He stopped struggling and his eyes fluttered open. His blue eyes were clouded and confused when he looked at her.

"You were having a nightmare, are you okay?" She asked, kissing him lightly on cheek.

"My head hurts a little, when do I get out of here?"

"That's what I'm here for," Dr. Andrews said as he walked into the room," You seem to be doing very well Troy, did you have any problems in the night?" He started checking his vitals.

"No."

"It looks like you're good to go. You're parents would like to see you. I'll go get the release forms for you." He walked out of the room and both of their parents walked in. Gabriella lifted herself out of the bed and went to stand next to her mother.

"I think it would be a good idea for you come home for a bit. Take a shower, change into new clothes," Ms. Montez said.

"But Troy-" Gabi was interrupted

"No, Gabi, go home and take a shower, you need one. I'll probably be home by the time you get done. You can come over after," Troy told her.

She sighed," Fine, but I'm coming over right after you get home."

"Okay." She walked over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and left.

"You really love her, don't you?" Mr. Bolton asked Troy.

"Yeah, I do," He said smiling at the thought of her. Just then the doctor walked in with a stack of papers.

"Here are your release forms, there are a few things we need to go over before you leave though. Just as a precaution wake him up every two to three hours and ask him simple questions. Now, you're going to have to take it easy for the next week mostly because of your ribs, but also your concussion. No running, rough activities probably for at least five days, so you don't hurt your ribs anymore-"

"But the championship is in two days! And we have callbacks tomorrow! I can't let them down! Dad?" He said.

"If he says you shouldn't play, then I'm not going to let you." His dad said. Troy stared at him in disbelief.

"I'll tell you what, you come back and see me Friday morning, and I'll tell you whether it's safe to play. But don't get your hopes up." The doctor said.

"But callbacks?" Troy asked.

"I actually recommend not going to school tomorrow, is there any way that you can do them next week." The doctor proposed.

"I don't think Ms. Darbus will go for that, to tell you the truth," Mr. Bolton said, knowing that she wanted the cast to be chosen by Friday.

"Since I like you so much, I'll give you a note to give to her asking her. Sound good?" The doctor said getting up.

"Yeah," Troy mumbled, standing up. His mother was right by his side helping him up.

"Oh, and Troy? You're going to be escorted out in a wheelchair, hospital rules." The doctor unfolded the wheelchair and left.

"Come on, you heard the doctor, into the chair," Mrs. Bolton said, helping him into the chair. Troy gave her a death glare, but sat down. He was so glad he was out of the hospital, but he didn't want to face his teammates or break the news to Gabriella that he wasn't going to be able to do callbacks. He sighed and closed his eyes. He was asleep before they reached the car.

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"Troy, sweetie, wake up, we're home." Troy mumbled something and turned his head away from the voice.

"Troy! Wake up!" Troy sighed and opened his eyes to see his mother face in front of his. He sat up and swung his legs over slowly, mindful of his throbbing ribs. He walked into the house at a slow pace, his mother with her arm around his waist, supporting him. Mr. Bolton held the door open and followed them upstairs. They both helped Troy into bed and his mother tucked him in while his father shut the drapes.

"Can you guys call Gabi for me? I know she wanted to come over," He said his eyes closing slowly.

"I'm not sure-" His father began.

"Of course honey, get some sleep for now," Mrs. Bolton said kissing his forehead and turning off the lights.

"Night, kid," his father said, patting his leg. Troy slowly fell to sleep as his parents shut the door.

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"Hi, Mrs. Bolton," Gabriella greeted when she saw her open the door.

"Hi honey, I think Troy is still sleeping, but you can go up there, he would be mad if I told you to come back later," She said smiling welcoming her into her house. Gabriella walked up the stairs and quietly opened the door to Troy's room. It was pitch dark and freezing cold. She walked over to his bed to find him curled up in his blankets, shivering. She ran down the stairs and found Troy's parents in the kitchen.

"Um, Mrs. Bolton? Troy's cold, do you have any extra blankets?" She asked shyly.

"Oh! Of course, it always gets cold in his room, I'm not sure why. Come with me, I'll get some for you," She said jumping up from the table. Gabriella followed her up the stairs and leaned against the wall while Mrs. Bolton opened the hall closet.

"So you an Troy…" She trailed off.

"Troy's really great," She said blushing.

"You know he really loves you, Gabi. He'd do anything for you," She told her, handing her the blankets.

"Yeah, I kinda noticed that. Not many guys would try to climb up a tree to see me," She said. They both laughed.

"I can tell you love him, but please, don't break his heart, I don't think he could take it," She said smiling, but serious.

"I do love him, and if I can help it, I won't break his heart," She said walking off to Troy's room. She reached the door when she heard a moaning sound coming from inside. She grabbed the door handle, turned it roughly and slammed herself into the door, trying to make it open as fast as possible. She ran to the bed to see Troy lying on the ground in a blanket.

"Ow," He said looking around, confused. One hand brushed the hair from his eyes and the other was wrapped protectively around his mid-section.

"Troy? What happened?" She asked helping him get untangled from the sheets.

"Um, I fell…again," He said, smirking slightly. She rolled her eyes and helped him into the bed. She tucked the sheets in around him and as she did his hand grabbed her arm and he pulled her down on top of him. She saw him wince as she landed on his sore ribs. She immediately rolled down, down near his hips. As she did her elbow jammed into his danglies (hee, I said danglies!). He groaned and pushed her down farther onto his legs. Unfortunately, he was such a rush to push her off he pushed against her chest. She gasped and jumped back. They were both embarrassed by the situation-their cheeks were turning bright red. Gabi then started laughing, Troy joining in after her. They laughed until Troy started gasping for air, his ribs still sore.

"Oh, I'm really sorry Troy, I didn't mean to. Are you alright?" She asked. His breathing finally even out and he was able to answer.

"Yeah, my ribs are just sore. I'm sorry about the whole thing on the bed, with the pulling and then the pushing," He said, blushing slightly.

"It's okay, it was mostly my fault, I mean I kinda jammed my elbow into your, um…your…" She trailed off, not knowing how to put it.

"Danglies? (Hee, I said it again)" He said with a smile.

"Yeah, that," She said sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"It was actually my fault, I pulled you down in the first place. But enough with the blame game, I have some bad news," He told her pulling her next to him gently. She looked into his eyes, concerned. She brushed his back, out of his eyes waiting for an explanation. He continued," The doctor said that I shouldn't be doing anything really active for the next few days. He doesn't even want me to go to school tomorrow-"

"And you won't be going to school tomorrow."

"But the callbacks. I thought they were important to you, I mean they are for me," He said, confused.

"Troy, it's only a musical. If you have to put your health on the line for some callbacks, I'm not going to take that risk," She told him. She then asked quietly," What about the game?"

"The doctor said I shouldn't, but he told me that I could go in and get my ribs checked out Friday morning to see if I had a chance of playing," He responded looking down at their hands, which were intertwined with each other.

"I'm so sorry Troy. I know you've been waiting for this forever, it's all my fault."

"Hey, no it's not. This is not your fault at all. I'm the one who was stupid enough to climb the tree while talking on the phone. You didn't push me off the balcony or the tree." He told her smiling. She just nodded and buried her face into his chest. He sighed, content for that moment. He looked down at Gabriella who was already asleep. He set his cell phone alarm for two hours and rested his head on top of hers, and fell asleep.

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A/N- I'm going to have one more chapter, but I'm not sure if it's going to be up any time soon. I'm going into a very few weeks. I really want to update my other story Dance and All That I've Got because, #1 I'm on a roll with All That I've Got, and #2, I haven't updated Dance at all. So those are my two top priorities. Remember to review!