A Perfect Gift
Disclaimer: I do not own High School Musical. I own this fanfic, that is all.
Dishes are Complicated
A week later, Alicia was spending the night at Meredith's house. Meredith was Taylor and Chad's baby girl.
She was a year older than Alicia but the two paid no attention to that.
They were best friends and often saw eachother.
It was in the evening time, Troy was watching sports on TV ESPN. Gabriella came in and sat by him.
"Hey." she said.
"Hey." he replied and wrapped his arm around her.
"Troy, can you do the dishes tonight?"
"I did them earlier."
"Well, that was before we ate dinner."
"But I cooked. I did them earlier, can't you do them?"
"Troy, please?"
"Gabriella, you should do them. So, it's fair."
"Troy! I asked one simple thing and you can't do it?"
"I did my fair share!"
"I asked you to do the dishes!"
"So what? I did them earlier!"
"Troy! This is stupid, we shouldn't fight over this."
"Now it's stupid?"
"Troy.."
"I did them earlier! I'm sick of having to do a lot of housework and you sit around!"
"You do nothing! I'm pratically taking care of Alicia while you watch sports and all your other stuff!"
"I do help!"
Troy was raising his voice a little too much, and Gabriella was too.
"No you don't! You lounge around all day!"
"No I don't. You sit around and watch stupid movies all day!!"
"At least I take care of Alicia!"
"And I don't?"
Gabriella got a slight emotional, she couldn't believe the way they were talking to eachother.
She didn't even mean over half the stuff she was saying. She was also hoping he felt the same.
On the other hand, he was too busy yelling to think anything.
"Troy. I'm sorry."
"For what? Saying I don't take care of our daughter? I DO!"
"Troy?"
"WHAT?"
"I said sorry."
"Whatever." he said in a hushed tone and walked over to the couch where he plopped himself down to watch more sports.
Gabriella started crying, not caring how many tears were slipping down her cheeks.
There were too many no one could keep count.
After an hour or so, Troy started to feel a little guilty.
Geez. She asked me to do one thing and I couldn't even do it.
She probably hates me.
I was stupid enough to not even suggest we do them together.
What an idiot I am.
Then cuss words sped through his mind. Definatly more than one and each one definatly more than one time.
He felt incredibly stupid.
Should I go upstairs and talk to her?
Or will she still hate me?
I should go.
Maybe not.
Maybe I should.
I should.
He slowly walked upstairs, still feeling a slight hesitant.
He heard Gabriella crying histerically, obviously she was hurt.
Afterall, they did say mean things about one another, and worse, to eachother.
He knocked on the door.
In the room
Gabriella looked up.
It was one person, of course. No one else was in the house but them two.
She sat for about a minute.
He knocked on the door again.
"Gabriella? Can I come in please?"
More tears slipped out and she made huffed and puffed noises.
"Su-su-suh-sure" she said inbetween huffs and puffs.
He came in.
Those baby blue eyes of his were filled with noticable worriness.
"Gabi?"
"What?!"
He walked over and gently sat down on the bed beside her.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, but she took it off right away.
She wanted to listen to him, there was no doubt about it.
But she was still furious with him.
Half of Gabriella wanted to forgive him with all her heart, and the other half of Gabriella wanted to stay mad with him.
"Gabriella, I'm sorry."
"How can I be sure?"
"Gabi-listen. I didn't mean a thing I said. Nothing. AT ALL."
"Troy, I apologized first. But you were so mad to not even forgive me!"
"I know. I know, and I feel like a complete idiot for it too."
"Really? You seemed pretty comfortable to me. Yelling at me."
"Hey, Gabi. Look, we're married. Married couples get in all sorts of arguments all the time, but they still love eachother."
"You didn't act like it."
"Gabi. I'm shocked, I really am."
"What? For saying you didn't act like you loved me?"
"I love you with ALL my heart."
"You do?"
"Of course. We have Alicia, this house, and that ring on your finger to prove it. That doesn't even prove half of it, I love you even more than that."
"Really?"
"REALLY."
"Troy, I'm so-sorry-f-fo-for not b-bel-believing-y-y-y-ou."
"Don't cry." he smiled.
"But..I can't help it. No one's said anything like that to me before."
"Well, I've broken a new world record haven't I?" he said giving that million dollar smile.
She giggled.
"Yes."
He kissed her more passionatly than he had ever before.
Gabriella knew right there, she had forgiven him.
She loved him more than anything, and he knew exactly how to apologize.
After they broke off, something came to Gabriella's mind.
"Troy?"
"Yeah?"
"The dishes still aren't done."
"Oh. I'll go do them right now." he said getting up.
"No, I will."
"No, I will. You asked me to, so I will."
"Want to just do them together?"
"Sure."
They walked to the kitchen with his arm around her waist.
They washed the dishes together.
"And, Gabi?"
"Yes?"
"Fighting over doing the dishes is kind of stupid."
"See?"
"But, fighting while doing them isn't." he said kind of jokingly.
Gabriella looked up.
"What do you mean?"
Suddenly, Troy pulled out the sink water hose and sprayed her with it.
"Troy!!"
"Haha, told you!"
She ran over to him and he lifted her up and spun her around before bringing her down and placing a soft kiss on her lips.
"I love you, Gabriella."
"Me too."
"You love yourself?"
"No. I love you too. More than you can possibly imagine."
"Same. Way more than that. To infinity."
"Aw, same."
And they kissed again.
Note: Omgosh. I loved writing this chapter. I felt bad for getting them into a fight, but hey, I hate my goodie goodie two shoes stories. Blahh. I wanted some anger risen. Haha, I'm stupid. Okay, Thanks to ALL my reviewers. Btw: A Perfect Gift started already, but hasn't ended. Alicia is part of it. I hope you all liked this chapter!-Peace, Brianna
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