Troy and I jumped apart as I saw Sharpay and Taylor arrive. Our conversation, that had been so intimate, was interrupted, yet again.
"Say what?" Taylor repeated, and I thought quickly before replying.
"Bolton got pissed the other day and asked for a quick shag."
Troy caught on quickly, and I thanked whoever had led me to him for giving him such quick thinking. "Only because I know you're willing for anyone."
"Well, Bolton, if you wanted to have a one night stand with someone, don't try someone who fucking hates you!" I replied.
"Well I apologise, Montez, if I got so drunk that I actually found you attractive for a mere minute. I promise you, it won't happen again." I glared at him, and he smirked at me.
"Bolton, leave her the fuck alone." Sharpay said scathingly, crossing her arms as he faced her. Taylor just glared at him.
"Why should I, Barbie?" He asked, and he watched as she desperately tried to keep my secret that he already knew. Taylor let out a quick breath.
"Because she's pregnant!" Taylor blurted, and Sharpay and I turned to her, glaring. "Sorry." Taylor said, shocked. "I don't know why I said that." I scrunched up my eyebrows at her as she shrugged at me helplessly. I didn't have a clue why she was so loose tongued, but at least she'd let it slip to someone who knew.
"Ooh." Troy turned to me, and I glared at him.
"Shut. Up. Bolton." I punctuated each word carefully. Starting to walk away, I heard him snigger.
"Who got you pregnant, Montez? I want to know so I warn them about your STD's and give them warning to leave the country. No one would want a baby with you." I turned back, and walked over to him, using all my energy to slap him across the face. I knew it was a game, I knew it was an act, but it didn't stop that comment from hurting. He clutched his cheek and stared at me in horror. I knew he wasn't acting when I saw him swallow and his eyes got slightly watery.
"Too far, Wildcat." I whispered, turning and running into school.
The only time I knew that Sharpay and Taylor could question me was break time, and before they could I ran away to the secret science club garden. I had been waiting there for almost ten minutes when Troy arrived, a slight bruise on his cheek from my slap earlier. He saw me, sat alone and curled up on the floor, my knees pressed to my cheeks, and I heard him let a gasp out. "Gabby…" I flinched as he spoke my name, and he looked down. He took a step forward and I shook my head slightly. He frowned. "What's wrong?" He said softly. I stood up quickly, walking out onto the roof and staring out over school.
I heard his footsteps before I saw him. Turning, I glared at him. "No one would want a baby with you?" I asked, accusation in my tone. He shrugged.
"It was the first thing I thought of." He told me, and I scoffed.
"You should of left it!" I told him, raising my voice slightly and brushing past him as I walked inside. He reached out to touch me, his face hardening when I flinched away.
"You're the one who doesn't want anyone to find out!" He told me, his voice getting louder. "I don't give a shit if anyone finds out!" He continued, and I looked away. "I want to tell my parents and my family, but you don't want to even let your best friends know!" I looked away again. "I want to let everyone know you're mine, Gabriella Anne Maria Montez. I don't give a fuck who knows it and you don't even want to tell one measly person."
"That isn't an excuse for taking the piss out of my baby!" I screamed at him. "Hell- your baby! You can't do that!"
"You told me to treat you like shit, that's what I'm fucking doing! Can I not do anything fucking right?!"
"I guess not."
"Then why are you even here, Montez?"
I flinched at the use of my surname. Silently, I walked over to my handbag, bringing out a picture and throwing it towards him. I watched as he stared at the ultrasound of our ten-week-old baby, and walked away. I didn't even get three steps away before he pulled me back. I felt my back against one of the pillars holding the roof up, and his lips crushed mine before I could say another word. He lifted me up slightly, and I threw my arms around his neck, attaching my legs around his waist. He forced my mouth open and our tongues connected, duelling as if it was all or nothing, which in some ways, it was.
After a minute or so, we pulled away, and my eyes fluttered open, staring into his sea blue Bolton eyes as he lowered me back to standing. "I love you, Gabriella." He choked out, his breathing ragged and tears in his eyes. His hands were clutching my waist and our foreheads touched.
"I love you too, Troy." I told him. "And our baby." He kissed me again, softly, before pulling away and crouching down, the same level as my slightly swollen belly. He kissed it tenderly before leaning forward to whisper.
"I love you baby Bolton-Montez." He said softly. "Me and mommy may fight, but we love each other, and I've got the tattoo to prove it." With another kiss, he returned up to my face, kissing my lips again slowly and softly. I reached up my right hand, grazing the spot where I knew the black ink lay and feeling his heartbeat at the same time.
"Fuck." A voice came from the stairs, and we turned at the same time, the same scared expression on our faces, and our hands clasped together tightly. I looked at the two bodies stood on the stairs, their mouths open in utter shock, and swore lightly as my best friends started to shake their heads. I saw Sharpay do a once- over on our position, and watched her eyes slit as she saw me pressed up against a pillar, being held there by the man I was supposed to hate. She noticed everything, down to the way I clutched the side of his body, on one particular area, and the ultrasound in his hands. In the background, the school bell rang, signalling that break was over.
"Shar, Tay…" Troy moved out the way quickly as I pushed away from the pillar and towards the two girls I called my sisters. They stepped away from me, and as I stood still Taylor took a step forward.
"All this time? All this time when we were forcing Johnny to attempt to ask you out? When we begged to be trusted with the secret of whose baby you're carrying?" She shook her head. "You never thought once to trust us with the news that it's your worst fucking enemy?!"
"How can you be so stupid, Gabriella?!" Sharpay burst out. "How can you, the smartest girl I know next to Taylor, be stupid to trust that he actually loves you?"
"Sharpay, don't you doubt for one second that I don't love her." Troy began, and Sharpay scoffed.
"So all that fighting was fake then?" She asked, disbelieving. "All those mean comments?" She took a step forward. "How are you going to tell Callum, Gabriella? How are you going to look him in the eye and tell him that you slept with his worst enemy?"
Unable to contain the threatening tears anymore, I ran past them and down the stairs. I ran through the now empty halls, hearing Troy shouting behind me, but I didn't stop until I was outside and in my car. I pulled out of the car park and drove dangerously down the roads on the way home. I was crying when I finally reached home, Sharpay and Taylor's words hung in my ears, telling me how stupid I was all over again. Telling me I was stupid for believing he ever loved me.
I reached over to grab my bag from the passenger seat, before realising I'd left it in the rooftop garden. Wiping the tears away and trying to gain back control of my breathing, I reached into the back pocket of my jeans and fished out my blackberry. I had seventeen missed calls, and five texts. Two of the texts were off Sharpay, asking where I was, and the same went for Taylor. The last was off Troy, who was saved as 'Trey', and it read 'I know you're upset and I'll leave you to calm down, but I'll call into your house on the way home. Love you xox'. All of the calls were from Troy.
I pulled my car keys from the ignition and placed the connecting string around my neck. I got out, slamming the door and locking the car. I walked over to the house and unlocked the door quickly, slamming it behind me and sliding down the door, finally letting the sobs overtake me.