Meant To Last

An- I just want to apologize for that last chapter. I was half awake, singing HSM2 songs, and staring at Zac Efron. If the chapter seemed to be a bit...suck-ish? I was really out of it. Trust me...my brother and I were basically partying while I was talking on the computer. Most of you were able to pick out the hints in the last chapter though. Sorry about not giving a trivia. I completely forgot about it. There's two questions at the end of this chapter though. Everyone who is looking for a good read, check out my awesome friend freakygeniusgrl12141's profile! it's her very first fic and it's gonna be awesome(just like her D!) So, check it out and review! Another very awesome friend of mine, taywrites, has just posted another story. Check that out too! It's sounds amazing.

Disclaimer: Zac Efron...I'll wait to own you foever...

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Chapter 9

"Push harder Troy!" Melissa yelled. I groaned. She wouldn't stop saying that!

"Mel! I'm pushing as hard as I can, okay?!"

"Well this is not my new refridgerator! Now push!" This girl was nuts! I asked her to help me get it into the kitchen, who knew that it'd require so much complaining? After a while...it gets incredibly irritateing. I mean, even Chad doesn't complain that much!

"Okay, one last push." Finally! "Thanks again for helping. Feel free to take some food out anytime." I joked. Mel giggled. it wasn't like a normal giggle...it was a flirty giggle.

"Oh Troy, you're so funny!" She laughed, while touching my chest. This wasn't good. "Why don't you and I go play a game?!" Mel appeared overly excited. It was just a game.

"Um...what game did you have in mind?" I must admit that I'm a bit nervous about her answer.

"How about str-" Thankgoodness the doorbell rang.

"I'm sorry, but I have to get that." I excused myself as she pouted. Maybe Gabs was right about her intentions..."Ricky? What are you doing here?" I watched intently as Gabriella's brother paced upon entering the house. He seemed to be panicing. "What's up?"

"It's Alex. S-she's p-pregnant. She's gonna have a baby! I'm gonna be a dad."

"Congradulations! That's great! How far along is she?" I think I'm more excited than he is.

"Troy! I'm gonna be a dad...That's horrible! I don't know anything about kids! I'm gonna be a terrible father!"

"No! Never! Ricky, you're one of the best guys I know. You took care of Gabriella when she was little, heck you still take care of her now. You're gonna be great. Don't sweat it." I encouraged him.

"But what if I mess up? What if Alex hates me?"

"Ricky, she won't hate you. She loves you, and we both know that. Both of you are going to be great parents." I assured him.

"Thanks."

"Anytime, so how far is she?"

"Well, she's about 4 months. She was really sick. Throwing up at random times of the day. It scared me. When we took her to the ER, they told us the news. It didn't sink in until this morning. I freaked."

"Random vomiting?"

"Yeah. Doctor said it was morning sickness. Only weird thing was that it happened at like, luch time or something. I personally think they should change the name." Lunch? Gabi threw up at lunch...

"Are you sure? So, how long was it going on?"

"Uh, a long time. Three months I think. That means she got pregnant in likeDecember." Oh no...the last time Gabriella and I slept together...no...not possible. It has be farther...five weeks ago...when Jason left her...

"No, no no no no." I say aloud.

"What's up?"

"Um, Do you know if Gabi's home?"

"Yeah. She wasn't feeling well. Sounded like she was throwing up. She called out of work."

"I gotta go. Just lock up when you leave." I didn't want to explain what was going on in my head to her brother. It was too complicated.

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At the moment, I'm waiting for her to open the door. "Troy? It's great to see you!" She smiled brightly at me. "Come in." I step into her home. I find myself reinacting Ricky. I'm going back and forth inside her living room. "Troy?"

"Have you thrown up at all today?"

"Well, yeah. I've been feeling a little sick." She answered, nodding her head.

"Have you gone to the doctor?"

"No. It's probably just some bad bacon." Gabi joked. She giggled, but soon stopped when I didn't join her. "Troy? What's wrong?"

"Gabs...I think you might be...pregnant."

"What?! Troy, why would you figure that?"

"Ricky told me Alex was pregnant. He told me how she was throwing up at random times..."

"Troy, I don't think I'm pregnant. We've used protection every single time." Gabi adverted her gaze. She was starting to think now.

"Not the time Jason left."

"Yeah...but-"

"Have you gotten the 'thing'?" I interuppted.

"What 'thing'? What are you talking about?" She looked up at me bewildered.

"Gabi don't make me say it." I whined.

"Oh...well now that you mention it. I'm kinda late. Troy... what if I am? What am I going to do?"

"We just have to set up an appointment. That's all...right?"

"Yeah, but I can't wait that long! We have to check." She yanked me into her bathroom. I stood in the doorway while she looked underneath the sink. A few moments she pulled out a pregnancy test.

"You keep those with you?"

"I bought them yesterday. I was shopping and...I don't know. It seemed like I should have them." Wow. "Step out fo a second." I nodded and went back out. I started to look around her place. There were tons of pictures with her and her father. Most of them where in star shaped frames. I understood. Her father was living in the stars. It made perfect sense to the two of us. I smiled when when I came across a frame where he was pushing her on the swings. No wonder she loved the park. "Five minutes. We'll know then." She seated herself onto the couch. I followed.

"So...what are we gonna do?"

"You mean if I'm..." I shook my head. "Well, we'll have to call someone."

"Who?"

"Jason." Are you kidding me?

"Why on earth would we call him?"

"There's a chance, if I'm pregnant, that the baby is his. Only if I'm pregnant."

"How is that possible?"

"Well, the two of us were together before he left. We..slept together. Then, you came and I was out of it."

"So, you slept with the both of us?" Somehow...know that little fact hurt.

"Yes, but it was completely different. With him, I felt as if I was some..'lousy' lay or something. With you, I felt loved. I felt cared for. I was wanted. It was like you actually cared."

"Has it been five minutes yet?"

"Troy, I love you. I love being with you. I'm not gonna go running back to Jason. Even if the baby, if there is one, turns out to be his. He'll know about it, but that doesn't mean that I'm gonna marry him. I wanna be with you." I searched her eyes for signs of fibbing. Not a trace. I brought her into my arms. "Let's check that stupid test thingy."

"Right, no matter what...we stick together." We walked into the bathroom and picked up the test.

"Wait!" Gabriella turned her body away. "You look." I extened my arm and picked it up the test and read it...
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CLIFFY! lol Review!

#9-What is the first thing word Gabriella says to Troy? (hint: speaks not sings)

#10-What character says the name of the school first?