Disclaimer: Again, I do not own anything except the plot.
A/N: It took me forever to think about this one. I can't think of a better one, my mind's getting all blank!
It was already 5 months after the argument. Gabriella sat on her couch, unable to forget what happened 5 months ago. Why does he have to be so irresistible for a cheater? She rolled her eyes. All cheaters are irresistible, they take advantage of their good looks to get girls, duh!
She dialed her best friend's number.
Sharpay/Gabriella
"Hey, Gabs, what's up?"
"Hey, Shar, I'm really bored right now. You have any juicy news, gossip queen?"
"You called the right person."
"That's why I called you, smartass! So, juicy news?"
"Oh, yeah. I heard there were plenty of sluts and bitches throwing themselves all over Bolton."
"That's a normal case, Shar. What's so juicy about it?"
"Surprisingly, Bolton pushed them away! He avoided and ignored every single slut! Can you believe that?! I didn't see him kissing or touching any whore for the past five months! This is absolutely big! I can't believe it!"
"Probably just a strategy to make me fall for him again. Who does he think he is?!"
"Exactly my point, Gabs. You got him wrapped around your little finger! I mean, how'd you possibly do that?!"
"Shar! Please, don't make me smash my cellphone. I'm sick of him, okay?"
"Okay, okay. I know it's so not me for telling you this, but I think he's changed. You really should give him a second chance. I can hint the guiltiness in his eyes."
"You mean, fake guiltiness? It's not as easy as it sounds, Shar. I'm not that hopeless, lame Gabriella anymore. I'm a whole new person now."
"Gabs, as much as I love this new Gabriella, I really think you should be...you know, nicer to him? You can't hold a grudge, it'll come back to you someday. What goes around comes around, right?"
"Wow, Shar! You actually learnt a phrase! I'm so happy for you."
"Gabs, I'm serious. Come on, just give the asshole a chance."
"No! There is no way I'm going to give that dickhead a chance. He deserves it! Remember what you said, what goes around comes around."
"Well, I got to go now, my mom's practically screaming for me to get off the phone. Think about it, okay? Toodles!"
And with that, she hung up.
Gabriella sighed as she leaned back on the couch. "Should I give him a second chance?" she asked herself, then shaking her head vigorously. "No way I'm going to give that bastard a second chance." She said.
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Gabriella walked to her locker, grabbing some books when, suddenly, she felt a presence behind her. She turned around only to meet the blue-eyed boy's gaze. She rolled her eyes. "What do you want? You promised you're going to leave me alone. Oh, that's right, you were borned to break promises." She said sarcastically.
He looked down, guilt evident in his eyes. "Look, Gabriella, I know this is totally impossible for you to accept, but...will you consider giving me a second chance?" he asked hopefully.
She looked at him in disgust and snorted. "You expect me to give you a second chance, Bolton? After what you did to me? You're right, it's totally impossible!" she spat. Troy sighed. "I've changed, Gabriella, I really have. I don't go screwing girls now. I really love you." He said.
"Love me?! You've got to be kidding me. If you love me so much, Bolton, prove it! Impress me. I dare you to. But I suppose that would be impossible, am I correct? Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got better things to do than talk to a...manwhore. Bye!" she said sweetly and slammed her locker shut before walking off to find Sharpay and Taylor.
Troy looked at her as she walked away and slammed his head on her locker. "I am so fucking stupid!" he yelled to himself.
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Gabriella spotted her two best friends and walked towards them. "Hey, Tay! Hey, Shar!" she greeted.
Sharpay and Taylor smiled at her. "So? Have you thought about it?" Sharpay asked eagerly. Gabriella raised an eyebrow. "About what?" she said innocently. Sharpay sighed. "Gabriella, did you even listen to me last night?" she asked, a bit angry at Gabriella.
"Yes, Shar, I have." She replied firmly, avoiding eye contact with her best friends. Sharpay looked at her. "So? Have you talked to him?" she asked. Gabriella shook her head. "I don't want to give him a second chance, Shar. I just can't do it anymore. You have no idea how I felt." She exclaimed.
Taylor looked at her friend sympathetically and patted her shoulder. "It's okay, Gabs." She said and turned to Sharpay. "You can't force her, Shar. It's her decision." Sharpay groaned and folded her arms across her chest.
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Gabriella heard her cellphone ringing and looked at the caller ID. Taylor.
Taylor/Gabriella
"Gabriella! Hey, Miss Drama Queen just asked me to go shopping tonight. Wanna join?"
"Oh, sure! I need more shoes, anyways."
"Okay, we'll pick you up at 7, got it?"
"Got it!"
"Oh, and um...she said we have to dress up rather nicely. You know, dresses, evening gown, whatever."
"Dresses? What is this? A beauty pageant? I thought we were just going to the mall."
"Well, you know Sharpay. She's full of surprises."
"Um...okay, then."
"Bye!"
"Bye."
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Gabriella heard a car honk and quickly went outside. Taylor looked at her and grinned. "Wow, you look beautiful, hun!" she said. Sharpay's jaw dropped as she saw her best friend. "Oh my God, you look fabulous, Gabs! Oh my God, this is perfect!" she squealed.
Gabriella was wearing a knee-length silver dress and a pair of black stilettos that matches her silver clutch.
Gabriella eyed her blonde friend curiously. "Perfect for what?" she asked. Sharpay and Taylor exchanged knowing glances. "Well, um...you'll see." Sharpay said, grinning. Gabriella looked at her two best friends, who were dressed casually. "I thought we were supposed to wear dresses?" she said.
Taylor and Sharpay laughed nervously. "Um...we'll get changed later, right, Tay?" Sharpay said nervously, secretly nudging Taylor. Taylor nodded a little too quickly.
Gabriella shrugged. "Okay."
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As they reached their destination, Sharpay and Taylor sat still in the car. Gabriella looked at them weirdly. "Aren't you going to get out of the car?" she asked. Her friends were acting really weird.
They got out of the car and walked to their destination. "I thought we were going to the mall?" Gabriella asked. Sharpay grinned. "Well, we're going here first. Oh, I think I left my purse inside the car. Taylor, I need company." She said as Taylor nodded.
"You stay here, okay? We'll come back...hopefully." Taylor said, silently adding the last word. Taylor and Sharpay turned and walked away.
Gabriella huffed. "Wow, being left by your best friends in the middle of the dark. Exactly what I wanted!" she said sarcastically.
"As a matter of fact, you're not alone." She heard a very familiar voice that she hated so much. She turned only to meet with a pair of gorgeous blue eyes. She eyed him. He was wearing a black tux. "What the hell are you doing here? And why are you wearing a tux?" she asked coldly. She realized something was wrong. She looked down at herself and gasped.
They set me up! Ugh! I am so gonna kill those two!
He smirked. "So, are you just going to stand there or follow me?" he asked. She glared at him. "I don't want to follow you, you jerk!" she spat.
He raised his eyebrows. "If you insist. I won't be responsible if you got raped or robbed." He said calmly and walked away. She folded her arms over her chest. "Fine, then." She huffed. When he was out of her sight, she became slightly nervous and looked around. She looked around nervously.
She hugged herself, feeling scared. "Oh God, Bolton, don't leave me!" she yelled as she ran towards the direction he just went. She finally caught him and gasped as she saw white roses and candlelights everywhere. There was a table for two in the middle. It was such a beautiful sight.
He smiled warmly at her. He walked towards her and took his hand out, hoping she would take it. She looked at his hand curiously. She fought with herself for a moment whether to take it or not. She finally decided to take it.
He brought her to the table. She stared at the candlelight on the table, feeling confused. He pulled out a chair for her and she sat. He sat on the other chair and looked at her. "Um...I still remember our anniversary, which is today..." he began nervously.
She looked down at her hands, feeling a bit nervous, yet amused that he actually remembers their anniversary. Aw, he remembers! He's so sweet...no, wait! He's not sweet! He cheated on me! "Are you just doing this so that I'll fall for you again?" she asked with an attitude. He shook his head. "I'm doing this to appreciate what you've done to me. I realized I've never really did something special for you, so I decided to do this." He explained.
She sighed. "I hope you didn't waste much money on this because I'm leaving." She said, starting to stand up. His eyes widened. "No, no, no! Please stay. I don't care if I waste my money just for you. Please, just give me a chance, well, at least let me show you how I really appreciate you. And that you're special to me."
She looked at his hopeful eyes and groaned. "Fine." She muttered, sitting down. A man, who she believed to be a waiter, came and put a plate on the table for each of them. She looked at the plate. Beef steak. The waiter came back with two drinks and settled it on the table. Iced tea.
She looked at him. "I still remember you absolutely love beef steak and iced tea." He said, smiling. She smiled a bit. "Um, thanks." She said quietly. Troy sighed. "Gabriella, I remembered when you said you've always wanted a romantic candlelight dinner, with white roses and candlelights everywhere. You said it's like your dream or something." He remembered back.
She looked at him silently. She didn't know what to say. It was true, it was her dream, and it came true. She struggled to say something but failed. Suddenly, music started playing. Her head whipped at the direction where the music was coming. There was a small group playing music. (A/N: Sorry, guys. I don't know what it's called. You know, like in 'A Cinderella Story' when they danced.) "I also didn't forget that you wanted a romantic music playing." He said. They started eating their steaks.
When they finished eating, Troy stared at her. She's so beautiful and sexy and...God, I'm in love! He smiled to himself. She looked at him weirdly. "Why are you smiling to yourself?" she asked. He shook his head. "Um...nothing." he said foolishly.
He got up from his chair. He walked towards her and held out a hand. "May I have this dance?" he asked. She smiled and took his hand. They danced the night away, feeling comfortable with each other. She rested her chin on his shoulder. "This is...I...I don't know what to say, Troy." She said softly.
He smiled as she called him 'Troy'. "You don't need to. Your beauty explains everything." He said calmly. She giggled. "Corny much?" she giggled again. Her voice was like music to his ears. "I missed your laugh. I even missed your voice." He said. Suddenly, she realizes what she was doing.
But she didn't push him away like she should have. She just smiled. To be honest, she missed him too. So much. She pulled away from his embrace and looked into his eyes. "Troy, if I ever give you the chance to...um...be with me again, will you promise me that you'll never ever let go of me. That you'll always stay by my side." He nodded.
She smiled. He didn't break his promise after all. Here he was, embracing her, refuse to let her go. "But you will so regret it if you ever break that promise. I'll make your life a living hell, you'll wish you were never borned!" she warned.
He chuckled. "I already felt that way when you weren't with me. You see, when that slut was all over me, I practically pushed her away." He said. She smiled. "Really?" He nodded. "I pushed her so hard, I nearly killed her. She's laying in the hospital bed now, probably dying." He said seriously.
Her eyes widened. "What?!" she exclaimed. He laughed. "Chill, I was just kidding." He said. She slapped his arm. He winced and rubbed his arm. "So, what are we again?" she asked flirtatiously, while snaking her arms all the way to his neck.
He pretended to think. "Hmm...Let's make this official. Gabriella Montez, will you be my girlfriend?" he asked. She smiled flirtatiously. "I'd love to." She replied. He was about to kiss her when she stopped him.
"No kisses for you yet." She said. His jaw dropped. "What?!" he exclaimed. "You broke my heart so you need to be punished. I'm so going to kill you." She said, smirking. "No kissing, no hugging, no stopping a guy when he tries to flirt with me, no flirting, no dates, no visit to my house. And lastly, I'm allowed to flirt with other guys. All for a whole two months!" She said, smiling sweetly.
His eyes widened. "What the...?! Two months?! Are you trying to kill me?!" he said horrified. "Something like that." She said. "And you can flirt with other guys?!" he exclaimed. She rolled her eyes. "At least I'm not cheating!" she said. "Oh, man..." he whined. She giggled. "Remember, Troy, two whole months!" she reminded. "It's called payback. You gotta get used to it because there will be so much more than that until I'm satisfied." She smirked. He groaned. "Aw, man!" he said.
That will totally teach the jackass not to mess with me.
Oh, well, as much as a jackass he is, I still love him no matter what.
Even though what he did was unforgivable. Hey, did I mention that I didn't even forgive him yet? I don't remember telling him that. He totally thinks I forgive him.
Oops.
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A/N: I know this sounds stupid but I'm so lazy to double-check right now. I know, lame, huh? The ending was kinda lame too! OMG! What's gotten into me? I'm so, so sorry, guys. My brain is all mixed up right now, I don't know what to think. Stupid me! Why did Gabriella give in so easily?! That was the only thing I could think of right now! Sorry if you guys are disappointed with me. But come to think of it, it was kinda romantic, you know. Aww, he remembered. LOL. I'm such a hopeless romantic. Sorry again for the lame story. And sorry for bad grammars, I'm not that good in English. I'll improve my writing. But please, do review. No harsh comments, please.