Hi guys. :) Here's an update. Things are finally starting to slow down for me, a little. So, I'm gonna start writing more, hopefully. Thank you for reading and reviewing Want You Back. It really means a lot to me! Enjoy this chapter! :) Thanks.
Taylor stared at the brunette, her brown eyes somewhat glaring at the beautiful brunette. Gabriella simply grinned at the dark skinned girl, causing her to let out a slight laugh as Taylor let out a groan of frustration.
"So, you're not gonna tell me anything about your date with hottie Bolton?" Taylor pressed as Gabriella rolled her mocha colored eyes. Taylor had come up with a nick name for Troy.
"Taylor, you know I don't kiss and tell,"
"Aha! So you kissed him," Taylor said pointing her finger at the brunette, causing her cheeks to flush a crimson color. Gabriella stayed silent for a moment as her best friend accused her, she shook her head, letting out a small laugh.
"My lips are sealed," Almost as if she were in fifth grade again, Gabriella imitated zipping her lips shut causing another groan to escape Taylor's glossed lips.
"Well, you didn't get home until two in the morning! I need details Montez," She pressed, her big brown eyes pleading with her best friend as the two sat at the small table they had in their two bedroom apartment.
Gabriella now glared at her dark skinned best friend, "You waited up for me... mom?"
Shrugging her shoulders she took a sip of the coffee in front of her, "I'm a light sleeper," Taylor sighed, setting the mug down back onto the wooden table.
"It wasn't what I expected it to be," The olive skinned girl said softly, brushing her curly hair from her back as she looked down at the cup of tea in front of her, "He wasn't what I thought he was going to be," She added bringing the tea up to her lips, as she remembered the kiss the two shared.
"Is that good?" Taylor asked curiously, the brown eyes of the beautiful brunette looked up to gaze into her best friend's questioning chocolate eyes.
"He's so mysterious," Almost as if she were talking to herself, she pressed her lips together, thinking back to the date she had only the night before. "I feeling like I'm being drawn to him. I don't know what it is," She said with a slight shrug of her shoulders.
"You know you're my best man, right?" The bushy haired young man said as he passed the orange sphere to the blue eyed beauty as the two played a game of one on one.
"I am?" Stopping, he looked at his best friend. His blue eyes filling with a slight happiness.
"You're like my brother," Chad scoffed, almost as if it he were offended Troy didn't know he was the best man. "No, you are my brother." He corrected himself. "I wouldn't want anyone other guy by my side the biggest day of my life,"
A wide smile spread on the lips of the blue eyed basketball player, his eyes twinkling. "Thanks man,"
"Don't get mushy on me now man," Chad said grinning at Troy. Passing the ball towards his built chest, he grinned at the soon to be groom.
"You know I don't do mushy man, common," Troy retorted with a matching grin as he watched his dark skin friend dribble down the center of the court, making a lay-up with ease. Retrieving the rebond, he passed it towards the blue eyed athlete.
"Oh, speaking of mushy, how did your date go with Brie?" Almost as if the wind was knocked right out of him, Troy lost the grin on his face, looking at his best friend.
"She's so different," He said reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. He didn't know exactly what to say.
"Different?" Chad asked with a slight chuckle, earning a look from Troy. Shrugging his shoulders, he dripped the orange ball passed his dark skinned friend, he shot the ball, making it with ease.
"Different," Troy confirmed with a nod. His mind drifting back the night before. His lips feeling the taste of Gabriella's.
A small smile graced Troy's lips as Gabriella walked into the small diner, her brown hair flowing down over her shoulders. She looked beautiful.
It had been two weeks since their first 'date' and Troy had arranged that they should meet at Hazel's. The pair had sent several text messages and made plenty of phone calls since their first date, but in the two weeks, they hadn't seen each other.
"Gabreilla," His deep voice called lightly, catching her attention. Her brown eyes looking for the intense blue eyes. Getting up from the tiny booth he was seated in, he started to walk towards her. They had agreed to meet for dinner after Gabriella had gotten off work.
"Hi," She said softly as she approached the mysterious man. Troy noted that she was still dressed in her work clothes. She looked beautiful.
"You look nice," He said softly, motioning towards her petite body. A tiny of red covered Gabriella's cheeks as her brown eyes glanced down at her tired body. She shrugged slightly.
"Thanks," Almost as shy as a five year, her voice was soft. Sliding her body into the booth where Troy was seated opposite only moments before. "You look... comfy," She said with a giggle as Troy was dressed in a pair of jeans and a Blink-182 band shirt. His all time favorite band.
"I am," He said with a slight chuckle, sliding into the booth across from the beautiful brunette. His blue eyes met her brown the second he was settled. "So, what do you think you're gonna get," He asked, his eyes darting down towards the menu that waitress had put down in front of him when he arrived.
"Hmmm," Gabriella pressed her lips together as her dark eyes glanced towards the lamented paper. This caught the attention of the blue eyed beauty, looking up to see the brunette undecided. He decided that she looked adorable when she was undecided.+ "I don't know yet,"
"My dad used to always take me here when I was younger," Troy's voice was soft. This caught Gabriella's attention. He mentioned his dad. As his eyes drifted back towards the selection, the brunette looked at him with such interest. "I love it here," He continued, letting out a small sigh as he ran his hand through his hair.
"I've only been here a couple of times," Gabriella admitted sheepishly, her brown eyes not leaving the beautiful face of the mysterious young man in front of her. She caught the grin that graced his lips as he looked up at the brunette, her breath hitching in her throat at the blue in his eyes. Breath taking.
"Well... looks like you'll have to come here more than a couple of times," He teased, his blue eyes twinkling like a small child's. She was in love with the blue in his eyes.
"I guess," She said softly back. Breaking the intense stare, she looked back down at the menu before her, her dark eyes reading the same meal for the third time. A chicken salad sandwich, which was a problem because she didn't eat meat.
"My name's Sarah, I'll be your waitress tonight. What can I get you to drink, sweetie?" Pointing her ball point pen towards the attractive male that sate across from the tiny Latina. Sarah was a young waitress, attractive, and blonde. And she was trying to hit on Troy, in front of Gabriella. Suddenly, Gabriella felt something hit her in the stomach. Was that jealousy? No.
"Uhh," Troy chuckled softly, his blue eyes drifting up towards the dark eyes of waitress, "I'll just get a water for now," He nodded, darting his beautiful baby blues towards the brown that captivated him. Well at least he wasn't flirting with her, Gabriella concluded.
"Okay," She smiled towards Troy in a charming way. But she sure was trying to flirt with him. "And for you?" Sarah said directing her attention towards Gabriella.
"I'll take the same," Softly, she looked up at the waitress. Sarah sure was beautiful and she hated her.
"No problem, I'll be right back to get your orders," Walking away, Gabriella rolled her mocha eyes slightly, looking back down towards the menu in front of her.
"She was totally checking you out," A small laugh left Gabriella's lips as she flipped the back of the menu over, looking at the desserts.
"She was not!" Troy hissed looking at the blonde who was getting their drinks ready. Two waters.
"What can I get you to drink, sweetie?" She mocked the blonde waitress once she was out of ear shot distance. A chuckle left Troy's lips, making Gabriella's stomach to do a slight flip.
"Jealous?" Raising an eye brow at the brunette, her brown eyes looked up the see the blue filled with amusement. Glaring playfully at the young man who looked handsome, she rolled her eyes again.
"I just don't like when girls throw themselves at people and she was all over you like mud on a freaking pig," She said gritting her teeth together as she shrugged. She noticed the small blonde making her way back over towards the couple, carrying two clear glasses of water, one in either hand.
"So, what can I get for you folks," Sarah said her dark eyes drifting towards Troy's attractive figures. Thoughts filled Gabriella's mind, was this Sarah thinking of Troy shirtless? Naked? At dinner with her. Gabriella was jealous. So what? She thought to herself.
Gabriella cleared her throat, catching the attention of the blonde. This caused a grin to spread across Troy's lips. She pointed to a selection on the menu. Her dark eyes glancing down as well. "I think I'm gonna get a cup of brocoli and cheese soup, and a large garden salad with extra ranch, please," She looked at the waitress and then back down at the menu, "And can I have the hot fudge sundae, but can I have it before my meal?"
"Before your meal?" Sarah asked, a bit confused. Gabriella merely nodded, handing her menu to the blonde woman.
"Me too," Troy said pressing his lips together as he closed his menu, setting it aside for her to later take. This caught the brunette's attention, he was ordering the same thing as her? Her dark eyes looking up at the blue eyed beauty. "Except can I have caramel on my sundae and not fudge?"
"Really?" The brunette questioned, tilting her head slightly as she looked at Troy. His blue met her brown. He nodded and smiled at her, making her heart beat faster.
"Sure," Sarah smiled at them both, Troy with a little more interest than he'd like to admit. As the blonde began to walk away, he let out a small breath.
"So you were right," He let out a small chuckle, grabbing the glass that sat in front of him, taking a sip from it as he received a look of confusion from the brunette who was across from him. "She was trying to hit on me," Shaking his head slightly, he looked at the brunette in front of him.
"Why did you do that," She asked bluntly, her eyes intense.
"What?" Troy questioned softly, almost as if he didn't know what she was speaking of.
"Order the same thing as me,"
"I guess I wanted to see how good vegetarians eat," A grin spreading across the lips Gabriella wanted to place hers over. This earned a small glare from the brunette as a smile spread across her lips. Her heart doing flips in her chest. "But the real question is... why do you want your dessert before your meal? Didn't your mother ever tell you that it'll spoil your dinner?" Troy teased her as he watched her lips cover the straw that was in her water.
Gabriella merely shrugged as she sipped her drink. "I just thought, why not have the best part of the meal first? I mean who's really going to stop me from enjoying my ice cream first? Not you," She smiled, her white teeth flashing at him as he shook his head.
"You're something," He said softly, letting out a small chuckle as Gabriella smiled at him. Troy's heart was filling with something. Something he had never felt before.
"Tonight was nice," Troy said softly, his fingers lacing with the brunette's as they strode down the sidewalk towards Gabriella's parked car. Their stomachs were filled with ice cream, garden salads, and butterflies.
"It was," Copying his tone, she leaned slightly into his embrace, welcoming it without hesitation as they continued down the sidewalk they remained silent, just enjoying one company. The pair stopped in front of the silver car Gabriella owned.
"What are you doing tomorrow?" Twisting her key to unlock the door of her car, she turned to face Troy. The words blurted from the mouth of the short brunette, as she turned to face the blue eyed man.
Rocking on the heels of his feet, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his jeans, he looked at the Latina in front of him. "Depends, what do you have planned?"
A sigh of relief washed of Gabriella as he accepted her invite. "I was thinking we could see that movie," She said softly, running a hand through her long hair, a nervous habit she had.
"I'm paying, no arguments," He growled lightly, leaning into the brunette. The scent that drifted off him entered her nose. She had insisted that she would pay for dinner. They had fought over the bill for a good twenty minutes and while he got up to go to the restroom, she had slipped her card over to Sarah, paying for their meals.
Gabriella nodded, as the lips of Troy inched closer to hers. She let her hands fall to her sides as her eyes closed, as his lips lingered over hers in a teasing manner. This was driving her insane. She was caught under his spell.
His lips caught hers in a small kiss, that quickly rose with a heat in a matter of moments. Gabriella's forgotten arms entrancing Troy's built waist, almost if she would fall over from the embrace. Troy's hand was pressed against the side of Gabriella's silver car as his other hand ran up and down the exposed arm of the Latina. He leaned into the kiss, deepening it ease. Their lips were seemingly made for each other.
Reluctantly, Troy pulled back before he lost control. His blue eyes filled with a slight desire for the brunette that stood beneath him. "I'll see you tomorrow," His voice husked, as he brought his smooth hand up to the small face of the Latina, pushing back a piece of dark hair from her face. His lips attaching to hers for a brief moment. This kiss was much more chaste. Though it still left the two wanting more.
"Goodnight," Gabriella said breathlessly, as her lips parted from Troy's soft ones.
"Goodnight beautiful," Troy's voice was low and it made Gabriella's stomach do a flip. As Troy slowly made his was towards his own vehicle Gabriella's dark eyes never left his figure. He was so mysterious to her and she didn't understand how one person could be that attractive. His blue eyes captivated her and she wanted to spend the whole day staring into them.
Sighing to herself, she opened her car door and settled into the drivers seat. What was Troy Bolton doing to her? She didn't even know him for a month and she felt like she was wrapped up into him. "Fuck," She said to herself, letting her head fall back against her seat.