Troyella-Honey, If 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. 3: Sometimes things don't go the way you plan them to- Troyella's first date.

I hope you enjoy and have time to spare a review.

I also apologize for the wait.

Chapter 3

He had it all planned out.

From when he would pick her up to when he would drop her off back home and (hopefully) build the courage to ask her if she'd be willing to go on another date, and be bold enough to ask her to be his.

So why, on the day he was looking forward to most, did it have to rain?

If it didn't rain then they wouldn't be drenched head-to-toe and if it didn't rain they would be taking a nice stroll in the park, and enjoy each other's company. Not huddled under a tree.

But they can't. And that annoyed him to no end.

Gabriella, on the other hand, was enjoying the sight of the droplets teach the sky, but had to put her hobby aside in order to figure out how to talk to her date.

'He looks...annoyed but why?' she thought as she observed his hands clenched into fists, and his tense posture. 'Is he mad that it rained?' Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw him glare dangers to the rain. 'Okay, that answer that.' Gabriella glanced at the rain and back at her date; a plan was formulating in her head. 'Got it!'

Not thinking about her actions she wrapped her petite hand over his clenched one, the movement snapping Troy to look at her in confusion, and his mouth stood agape at her suggestion:

"Let's dance in the rain."

She saw he was about to protest but she beat him to it. "Why not? We're both soaked to the bone anyway, so we might as well go home with smiles instead of pouts."

He didn't want to admit it but she was right.

Why not make the most out of their date? Besides, how could he say no to those adorable eyes?

He felt his hands unclench under her warmth. He soon interlaced their fingers and pulled her out to the rain. By instinct, his hands were at the back of her waist whilst her arms were wound tightly around his neck. Slowly, but surely they started swaying to the rain.

They were dancing in the rain, and Troy would be lying if he said he didn't treasure it because he did.

The two soon found themselves on Gabriella's porch, shielding them from the rain. After they had danced they took a nice stroll in the park to calm down, talking about anything and everything, but the two were aware of the time and knew they had to depart.

Troy decided to break the silence. "Not exactly how I planned the date to go but overall..." he saw the look in her eyes and smiled. Interlocking their fingers. "I had fun."

A surge of electric ran through their veins.

Gabriella squeezed his hand. "So did I."

"And I had fun spending time with you."

"Same here," she said with a smile.

He exhaled, deciding to push his luck.

"And I'd love to do it again."

Her breath hitched in her throat. "As would I."

Grinning, he crushed her into a tight embrace. It was the perfect opportunity to ask her, but he decided to ask her on their next date.

After all, he had to get his speech prepared.

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