Dirty Little Secrets

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Summary - It's been 2 years. Gabriella's moved on and so has Troy...Well, that's until he returns and decides he still loves the girl he left behind. Problem is, she's taken. Surely a few more secrets can't hurt though? Sequel to DIRTY LITTLE LIES.

WARNING: T rated may be M later. Swearing and light drug/alcohol references.

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SEQUEL to DIRTY LITTLE LIES - Advised you read that first.

Previously –

"Ready to go Gabi?" Jason asked me.

I nodded, unable to speak as I grabbed my clothes and silently put them on my body, over my bikini, doing the same with my shoes onto my feet. "Yeah" I nodded.

"Gabriella" Troy said from the bench. I turned to him, refusing to look him in the eyes as he walked over to me and took my hand pressing some kind of object into it before releasing his grip and removing his hand. I held onto the object tightly in my right hand. "It was good seeing you again" he said.

"Wish I could really say the same" I replied before I turned away from him, taking Jason's right hand in my left hand and walking away with him, both of us calling goodbye to everyone as we went.

My head was spinning to say the least. I was confused, my emotions were a mess and everything that had been certain before today seemed completely…uncertain. I had no idea what would happen now, but with Troy back on the scene…

Anything seems possible.

I love the night time. It was dark, calming and overall peaceful. I could not think of a more perfect time to think then at night. It could be just you, the moon and the stars – Giving you the utmost clarity. It was my favorite time of the day, that was for sure.

I felt so warm as I lay awake later that night, but yet I couldn't sleep. Since the party earlier that day, there had really only been one thing…one person on my mind and that person wasn't the one laying beside me. I felt bad really – I had, had sex with Jason, like I had promised him.. But all the way through, it wasn't Jason who I had wanted to be that close to. It had been Troy. As much as I had tried to deny it, it was the truth and I hated myself for it. I hated myself for doing that to Jason – even though he had, had no idea.

Sex with Jason was nothing compared to Troy, but maybe that was an unfair comparison in light of all the events. It sounds cheesy almost, but sex with Troy wasn't just sex, it was 'making love'. Being that close to Troy those three years ago, had felt like everything to me and I think I could say the same for him. The way our bodies moved together, the way we kissed and touched each other created the best feeling I could have ever imagined. It wasn't like that with Jason. It was good, don't get me wrong and it meant something. Just not quite enough for me. I can't believe that Troy coming back has made me get completely shaken up like this.

I glanced beside me at the peaceful Jason that lay asleep in his bed, his arms wrapped around me, I sighed deeply before sliding out from his arms and standing up. I pulled on a shirt of his and my underwear before I grabbed my cell phone from the bedside table and rummaged around in my clothes, eventually finding the piece of paper Troy had given me earlier. I quietly tiptoed out onto Jason's balcony, shutting the door behind me. I lent against a wall, sliding down it till I was crouched, my knees to my chest, on the floor. I unfolded the piece of paper for what was the second time in the past few hours and read...

Call me.

555-338-7786

I sighed, running a hand through my tousled hair before I flipped open my cell phone and dialled the number in. However, I didn't press call. I just sat there debating what to do. If I made this call I was just as well saying, Troy welcome back to my life wasn't I? I wasn't sure if I was ready for that, but there were so many things that were unanswered. So many things I wanted him to explain and there were so many things I wanted to ask. What if I let him back into my life? He didn't have to be anything more then a friend did he? But was that really possible for me a Troy? I had no idea.

Suddenly, I found myself pressing the green call button and positioning the phone next to my ear as it rung. The call was connected after a few rings and Troy's groggy and tired voice came through the phone.

"Hullo?"

"Troy? It's Gabriella" I said quietly, fully aware that my boyfriend was only on the other side of the wall, asleep.

"Gabriella?!" Troy sounded much more alert now and I heard movement so I presumed he had sat up or something. "What's the matter?"

"I know i'm calling really late" I glanced at the clock on the phone, it read 4am "Or early?" I shrugged. "But I just wanted to talk to you"

"No, no it's fine. Are you okay?" I smiled slightly, he sounded concerned about me. It was sweet.

"I'm fine. Urm…I was actually wondering if you wanted to meet up? Like, tomorrow or today? Whatever it is…you know what I mean" I sighed exasperatedly.

"Tomorrow sounds good. Time? Place?" He asked chuckling.

"You know the Starbucks near East High? Did you want to meet there, grab some coffee and then maybe go for a walk?"

"Yeah that's would be great. Time?"

"Urm…Is around one okay? I have some things to do in the morning."

"One is perfect."

"Alright then, well ill let you get back to sleep. Goodbye Troy" I said

"Goodbye Brie"

I closed the phone instantly, holding it tightly in my hands as I stared up at the stars in the sky. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day.

After the phone call I managed to go back inside and get some sleep, only if it was a few hours. Around 9, I got up, gathering my clothes from the day before and then made some breakfast (Jason's parents were away) while Jason still slept soundly in his bed. At around 10 I woke him up.

"Jason" I said as I sat on the side of his bed. He was laying on his front, so I gently started to shake his back. "Babe wake up"

He groaned, his eyes just about managing to open. I let him wake up for a few minutes, his eyes opening even more before he spoke. "You're dressed? How long have you been awake?"

"Urm an hour or so" I replied.

"Where are you going? Why don't you come back to bed?" He asked me hopefully.

"I can't I need to go home. My dad is probably worried, you know how he gets. Besides I need to get a shower and a fresh change of clothes." I told him, stroking his back.

"Oh" he nodded, looking down. "I understand. Well, can I see you later?"

"Sure babe, how about you go back to sleep and give me a call later yeah?"

He nodded. "Okay"

I went to stand up, only for Jason to reach out for my waist and pull me back down onto the bed. "Don't I get a kiss?" he asked cheekily.

I rolled my eyes and lent down, kissing him on the corner of his mouth. "Happy?"

He smiled happily "Yup, Gabriella…"

"Yes?"

"Thank you for last night"

"Why are you thanking me?" I asked confused.

"You know why, so thank you"

"Don't worry. Alright, I'm going to go. Give me a call later" and with that, I stood up and left.

I sat in my room, putting the finishing touches to my hair and makeup. It was crazy, but I had actually gone to a lot of effort to look good for Troy. To be honest, it actually felt like I was back at the age of 16, taking ages to get ready for him and such. I was wearing a teal embroidered drawstring hem top and some white shorts along with some white wedge sandals, which all together looked okay and was perfect for the weather. By the time I had, had a shower, got changed and done my hair and makeup, I was ready to go meet Troy. It was quarter to twelve and I could have been there in 10 minutes in my car, but I had decided the walk would do me good. So after grabbing my cell, my bag and saying goodbye to my dad and my little sister, I left my house. I pulled my favorite pair of sunglasses down over my eyes, shielding my eyes from the bright sun and I breathed deeply, preparing myself for what I was about to do.

It took me around 25 minutes to make it to Starbucks, the place I was meeting Troy, so unfortunately I was late, but I didn't feel to sorry for that. I think I had a right to be honest. But anyway, I walked into Starbucks 10 minutes late and I instantly noticed Troy. He was sitting at a table, with a teenage girl standing in front of him who was probably around 15 and he was signing her napkin for her. I stood watching and smiled slightly – the girl looked so happy and excited to have met him. Once the girl ran away back to her table, Troy noticed me. He looked up and his eyes landed on me and he smiled his amazing smile. It was so hard to not smile back that I obviously couldn't manage it. He managed to get a little smile out of me. I walked over to him and he stood up.

"Hey" I said, pulling my sunglasses off my eyes and resting them on the top of my head.

"Hey Brie, you look really beautiful" He commented

"Thank you. Sorry I'm late by the way… I decided to walk."

"Its fine, don't worry about it. Did you want a drink?" He asked

"Urm, sure. I'll have a…"

"White chocolate Mocha Frappucchino?" Troy cut in.

I smiled "You remember"

"Of course I do. You used to order it all the time" He smiled back at me "Stay here, ill go get the drinks"

A mere 5 minutes later Troy was back with our drinks and we left Starbucks, going for a walk. If I said it didn't feel a tiniest bit awkward I would be lying. It was a bit strange to be walking alongside Troy, but it wasn't so awkward that I wanted to run a mile away from him. I would never want to run a mile from Troy. We both walked silently to a nearby park before we sat on a bench opposite each other. I sat fiddling with the plastic straw that was in my drink, staring down at it, fully aware that Troy was staring at me.

"Why Troy?" I broke the silence, still refusing to look at him.

"Why what?" He wondered.

"Well, why did you really come back yesterday?"

"Because I missed you Brie, I guess my life has been feeling empty and I thought…"

"..You could just walk back into my life like nothing has happened?" I looked up at him now, directly at him.

"I know you're not happy to see me Gabi, but I missed you and I wanted to see you again" He said seriously.

"In some ways your right. I'm not happy to see you, but can you blame me for that? I was getting used to life without you Troy and then you turn up on my nineteenth birthday? It's a bit bazaar don't you think?" I sighed but continued "But no matter how many problems that could come my way for admitting this; seeing you standing there at that poolside yesterday was the happiest surprise I have had in a long time."

Troy grinned sheepishly "Seeing you yesterday was the happiest I have felt in ages. You took my breath away, as always."

There was a comfortable silence for a few minutes while I finished off my drink before speaking once again. "Troy…I need you to explain something to me"

"Okay..."

"Why did we lose contact?" I asked him, searching for the answer in his expression. He looked sad now.

"Well I know it was my fault, and like I explained yesterday, I was busy a lot of the time but being honest? I let L.A get to my head. But that was because I missed you. I hated not being able to have the time to call, text or email you. I tried Brie, I really did. But then you stopped calling and texting, so I thought you had given up on me. Then, when my career started to pick up, I found myself having more time to go out and do things. I went the wrong way about it but I tried to fill this gap I had because you weren't in my life. I started to party and sleep with...different women. Recently though, I realized that I couldn't fill the gap and the only person who could was...you. So when I remember it was your nineteenth birthday I thought it was the perfect opportunity to come back and see you. Does that make any sense?"

I tried to take it in, it was a lot of information but I think I understood it, but yet that didn't make everything better. "I was a phone call away…if you had tried a bit harder Troy. Things could have turned out different….they could have turned out better. I was always there Troy. A text, a phone call, an email…You only had to try"

"I know" he whispered sadly. "I'm really sorry"

"Can I ask you another question?" I wondered, brushing some hair from my eye.

"Sure" he said

"Troy, what do you expect to happen now your back? What do you want? I mean, here must be something you're wanting from this trip?"

"You want to know what I want?" he clarified.

"Yes" I stated.

"Gabriella, isn't it clear what I want?"

"No…Troy, tell me what you want" I pushed him on, wanting desperately to hear the answer.

"Gabriella Montez…" He started "I want you."

Hey,

So this is my second update of the day on this story!! I hope you liked it and I will be updating again soon…but come on people review!! Please ?

If you review…ill update sooner I promise!

Btw i have no idea what american cell phone numbers are like...so blarh xD

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- Sarah