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Last Chapter! Sorry for the miss pronunciation af Sharpay. Enjoy!
Gabriella walked across the shag carpet of Sharpay's basement towards Troy. Why did he have to watch her like that? It made her feel clumsy. Gabriella twisted her hands together in front of her skirt to keep them from shaking. She had made up her mind that if he didn't say anything then she would. But there was always that chance that he didn't really feel anything for her and she would end up making a fool of herself. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad just being friends.
"Hey." They said at the same time. Troy laughed nervously.
"So."
"…So."
"Does the word so sound strange to you?" Troy said the first thing that came to his mind.
Gabriella laughed. "A little. Great party huh?"
"Yeah! Well, except for Sharpay of course." Troy gestured with his glass over to where Sharpay was yelling at a girl who looked like she was about to cry.
Gabriella nodded. There was a pause. Oh dear, it looked like she was going to have to take the plunge. Ok, deep breath. "um.. Can we talk?"
No, we should stay here so you don't make a fool of yourself. "Yeah." Troy heard himself say. What are you doing? She doesn't feel the same way, back out now! All this was useless though as his legs didn't seem to be listening to his brain anymore. Troy set down his glass and led Gabriella outside.
Gabriella looked around as she stepped outside the sliding glass door. The lawn was wet and sparkled in the bright lights on the side of the house. She could feel Troy watching her. She turned around looking up at him expectantly.
"Gabriella…" and that was all that came out.
"Yes?" Gabriella looked hopeful. Maybe she wouldn't have to do it after all.
Troy tried again but once more nothing came out. He let out the breath he had been holding and shook his head. God, this wasn't going to turn out well.
"Troy.."
"Why is this so hard to say?" Troy asked, frustrated with himself.
"Just say it."
"I can't."
"You can."
"No." Troy turned his back on her. Now his brain had turned against him too and wasn't listening to his pleas to stop as his feelings came bubbling to the surface. " Don't you get it? I can't tell you…" He practically yelled andturned back around. "..how the first thing I think about when I wake up is your smile. How I can smell your shampoo even after you've gone. How amazing it is to sing with you. How it feels so natural to hug you. That you're my everything. I can't tell you how much I love you." Troy stood stunned by what had just come out of his mouth, and that he actually can and did tell her. He wasn't afraid like he thought he would be. There was a weight that had been lifted off him but at the same time he felt like he had just exploded and now everything was still.
Gabriella froze, taking it all in. She had had everything that she was going to say rehearsed right down to the minute. Now she had no clue what to say. "I thought you said you hated singing with me." She sounded dazed.
Troy looked very confused, as he should be. "What?"
She looked up at him with shining chocolate eyes. "You said it's torture."
Troy smiled still confused. "Well, I may have exaggerated a bit."
"Troy,.." Now she couldn't find any words, even though she had literally written them down earlier.
Troy was getting nervous while she just stood there. He was about to apologize for telling her all this and that he hoped they could still be friends when she hugged him. She buried her face into his chest and he wrapped his arms around her like she was a life preserver, smelling her lavender hair. When Gabriella looked up she was smiling. Troy became very aware how close their faces where. And even closer until she was a blur. Their lips met and it sent a jolt of lightning down Troy's spine and a warmth over his body. Who knew a gesture so small could mean so much. Gabriella pulled away and her face came into focus again.
"I love you too." Saying that had always sounded slightly cheesy to her but there was nothing else to say. Troy's blue eyes sparkled and they both laughed and hugged again. It was all so perfect, Gabriella just wished it hadn't taken so long. Without saying anything, Troy intertwined his hand with hers and they stepped back through the door way to rejoin the party.
Gabriella sat back in her chair, scrolling up and down on the laptop in front of her making sure everything was how she wanted it. Writing had always been like a camera to her. A way to capture moments, and this was a story that she wanted to remember. Even if she had imagined a few parts with Troy's point of veiw. Satisfied with the writing she had done, she saved the story under 'Cheesy I Love You' and closed the computer.
Gabriella heard the doorbell ring and her mom shouted up the stairs. "Gabbi, Troy's here."
She ran a hand through her hair before opening the door to her bedroom and trotting down the stairs.
"Ready?" A certain blue eyed boy stood at the front door.
"Ready." Gabriella kissed her mom goodbye and hoped onto the porch, closing the door behind her. "So where are we going?" They stepped onto the sidewalk.
"It's a surprise."
"You know how I hate surprises." Gabriella joked.
"I know, that's why it's really for me." Troy smiled buoyantly.
Gabriella hit his arm. "You are awful!"
"You like me this way." Troy stopped long enough to kiss her lightly on the cheek.
"I love you this way." She smiled up at him and took his hand as they continued down the street.
Done! For the endI wanted a surprise so there you go. At first i was going to have Gabriella writing this like that was what she wanted for the future, but that was too one sided, and i wanted Troy to love her too. I hope you liked it.
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