Troyella-Honey, When You Love Me.
Authors Note: Hello and welcome to my first publishing on Fanfiction and it's a series of one-shot based on Troyella and their lives as a couple. It varies from short to long in quantity, but I hope you'll enjoy them nonetheless.
I apologize in advance for any spelling/grammar/punctuation errors.
Synopsis: A series of one-shots about Troyella. 2: "Because I have my reasons…"But Baby I have my answers.
Italics=Gabriella.
Normal=Troy.
Bold=Dialogue.
I hope you enjoy and have time to spare a review.
I also apologize for the wait.
Chapter 2-
"Because I have my reasons."
"Then let's hear them."
"…It's going to take awhile."
"Baby, that's music to my ears."
1
"I'm not tall like Sharpay."
"And?"
"Don't you like tall people?"
"Nah, I prefer small people."
2
"I'm picky."
"That's only because you have high standards."
3
"I despise the idea of going to parties."
"You and me both Baby."
4
"I also despise pet names."
"Even Baby?"
"Especially Baby."
He was silent.
"Alright…Sweetheart."
She groaned.
5
"Our friends would never approve."
"How do you know?"
""Because it's written in the status quo."
He made a move to grab her hand, but she jerked it back and slid to the opposite end of the couch.
"Do you honestly think I care?"
She hated to admit it…but he was right.
6
"I'm clumsy."
He winked.
"I'll catch you if you fall."
7
"I'm not blonde."
"I always preferred brunettes."
8
"How many more reasons?"
She glared at him.
"How many more answers?"
He smirked.
9
"I don't wear mini skirts or 'strut my stuff' at all."
"I never asked you to."
10
"High school relationships don't last."
"Then let's prove that theory wrong"
11
"I hate basketball."
"Now you're just growing desperate."
She inwardly growled.
12
"I have no curves whatsoever."
"I'm only looking at your beautiful soul."
13
"I'm boring."
"Not true. You're entertaining right now."
14
"Are you scared?"
"No…why would I?"
"Gabriella?"
"What?"
"Look at me."
She did.
He positioned himself so he could see her eyes.
"You don't need to worry about all your insecurities; I'll still want to be with you anyway."
"Okay?"
15
She was silent.
"Okay, I'll go out with you."
"And be my girlfriend?"
.
.
.
"Don't get your hopes up."
He smirked.
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