It was the end of the school day at East High, Alberquque and Troy and I were sat on the front steps waiting for Jack Bolton. I'd caught a ride in with Jay, and he had taken Callum home so I could head over to our fathers offices with Troy, who'd come with Lizzie and let her leave with Sharpay and Taylor. It had worked out perfectly, except for us both scared shitless at our fathers wanting to speak privately.

"At least before they kill us we know that our families can bond over our deaths." I mumbled, and Troy rolled his eyes at me, squeezing the hand that was joined with his.

"They're not going to kill us." He kissed my cheek. "And it went really well yesterday, didn't it?" I nodded, smiling at the memory of our families having civil conversation- our mothers getting on like a house on fire, and Jay and Connor being in the same place without killing each other. The same was to be said for our fathers, who exchanged slight smiles, and the occasional moment where they'd each have the exact same comment on a subject, or find something funny. They were almost the exact same person, except for the arguments.

"We're still going to get killed, fuck how well it went yesterday." I commented bitterly, and Troy groaned, grinning at me.

"Maybe I'll be killed for impregnating you, but that's all that'll happen."

"It was fun though, wasn't it?" I grinned at him, and he feigned a look of shock at me.

"You dirty minded girl, Montez!" He shook his head at me and I laughed, shaking my head at him.

"It's not a dirty mind, it's a sexy imagination." I told him, and he leant forwards, taking me by surprise and joining our lips together, softly kissing me until I felt the world had disappeared completely.

"Excuse me." A voice sounded behind us, and we sprung apart, the only part of us touching being our hands.

"I-" Troy started, but Jack held up a hand to silence him.

"Ready to go?" He asked, and we nodded meekly, heading towards Troy's car.

"That was so embarrassing!" I hissed, and Troy smirked.

"At least I finally got caught with a girl." I think before it was revealed that I was secretly with you, they thought I was gay."

"I'm still shocked, believe me." I teased, giggling when he pushed me sideways softly, searching for his father, and leaning me into the car and attaching our lips when he saw no sign of the adult Bolton.

"I love you." He whispered, and I sighed, finally content after the worrying I'd been through all day.

"I love you too, Troy." I whispered back, and he brought his piercing blue eyes up to mine slowly.

"We can do this." He told me, holding my face in his hands and kissing my forehead.

"Lets." I replied, and he winked, pulling me from the car and opening the door for me, holding it open whilst I climbed in.

"That's my girl." He grinned whilst closing the door for me.

"Gabriella Montez, Troy and Jack Bolton for G. Montez?" I spoke into the intercom, listening for the buzzing that opened the door. When I finally heard it, I pushed the door open, and held it for Jack and Troy.

"Isn't that my job, opening the doors?" Troy asked as he passed me behind his father, and I shrugged, letting the door shut behind him.

"You were doing a crappy job." I teased, and his mouth dropped open.

"I'm so gonna get you one of these days." He mumbled. "But there's no way in hell It's going to happen in your dad's office."

"You're no fun." I told him, and he connected our hands.

"lets go and do this." He coaxed me, and I nodded, allowing him to pull me next to him. "Excuse me, where is Mr Montez?" He asked a nearby woman, and I scowled as she apparently got lost in his eyes.

"In the conference room." She sighed. "Miss Montez knows the way." Troy nodded in thanks, and I pulled him in the direction of the conference room.

"Let's get this over with." I scowled, and he grinned.

"Are you jealous?"

"Fuck off Bolton, or this baby's dad won't be alive to raise him or her."

I saw him grin from the corner of my eye, and ignored him as I entered the conference room, seeing my father sat opposite Jack Bolton.

"Take a seat." Dad said, and I noticed the grin slip off Troy's face, and I reluctantly released his hand as I walked over to where my dad was sat, whilst he did the same.

"Right…" Jack started, and I noticed how awkward he looked here, East High jumper and jogging bottoms. He looked out of place, and he was nervous. He glanced at Troy, and he froze slightly before breathing out and focusing his blue eyes on me. "Have you thought this through?" He asked, and my mouth shot open.

"What are you suggesting?" The words were in the air before I'd opened my mouth, and it took me a minute to realise the words were Troy's and not mine.

"That you need to consider all options before merely accepting this situation." My dad input, and I gasped, disgusted at what he was suggesting.

"I am not getting rid of this baby!" My voice hitched, and my hands went to my stomach protectively. Troy started to rise from his seat, but I shook my head at him, and he sat down again, chest rising with every angry breath he took.

"I was suggesting adoption, or something along those lines." My dad said softly. "I love you, Gabriella, so much I'm willing to accept Troy and the Boltons into my life. I just don't want you to look back on this year and think of all the things you could've done but were stuck at home being pregnant."

"I understand Greg's point, Troy, and I think that we need to discuss every option before jumping to buying the crib."

I stood from my chair. "I'm not listening to this." I turned to leave, but my father caught my hand.

"Do you love him, Gabriella?" He asked, and I ignored the rest of the room to focus on him.

"With all my heart. I wouldn't waste two and a half years if I didn't love him." My eyes left my dads and I turned to Troy, who had a small smile on his lips. We didn't often talk about feelings, besides the occasional 'I love you'. "He's my happy ever after, and this baby is just a confirmation of that." I finished, and he released my hand.

"Troy?" Dad asked. "Do you love my daughter?"

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't, sir. I'd do anything for her, and if this baby is even a millionth of her, I'll love him or her more than the average parent."

"You've passed." Jack grinned, and Troy and I turned to him, shocked.

"What?" Troy demanded, and my dad and Jack high fived, laughing and embracing in a hug.

"We're going to be grandparents!" Dad cried, whilst Troy and I looked at each other, confused.

"We wanted to make sure you two felt strongly about each other to raise a child. We weren't expecting 'I love you', but it's obvious that you two are very serious about one another."

"Welcome to the family, son." Dad reached a hand over to Troy, and Troy shook it, grinning madly as he was officially accepted into the Montez'.

"Welcome to the Bolton's, Gabriella."