"Cause when I'm with him, I am,

Thinking of you, thinking of you,

What you would do if,

You were the one who was spending the nights,

Oh I wish that I, was looking into your eyes."

-Katy Perry, Thinking of you

I sobbed as I collapsed into bed. My everyday routine. Go to work, get back from work, remember, put a smile on my face and pretend like nothing was wrong.

But everything was wrong. I wasn't with him. I wasn't lying on his shoulder. I wasn't getting kissed on the forehead to sooth me. I heard a voice echo through the apartment. "Gabriella?" He asked. I sobbed. Brody knew nothing about me. He didn't know my pet hates. My pet hates were his hobbies. He loved big, group parties every weekend. I would much rather hang around with the gang, and maybe go to one of those parties once every month or so.

"Yeah?" I asked, sobbing. I don't know why I was with Brody, I couldn't help but think how much of an opposite he was to him. I would never understand how I'd lasted so long with someone I clearly didn't love.

"Gabriella, I'm leaving you." Brody said. I looked up, not surprised at all. Brody looked awkward. His black hair was gelled into it's usual spikes, and his brown eyes were staring at the floor. "We're just not meant to be." He continued. "Sorry..."

"Who is she?" I asked. His eyes shot up, shocked. He had no idea that I would even guess. "I'm not mad, don't worry." I assured him.

"Her name's Alicia. She's been my crush since college, and I thought a relationship with you could help me get over her. Obviously not. She's come back and I want to try with her." Alex said quickly.

"I hope you're really happy together." I said sincerely. Just because I couldn't have a happy ending didn't mean that someone as sweet as Brody couldn't.

"Thanks." He whispered, walking out of the apartment. I noticed a suitcase by the door, and I knew he'd come back for it later, when he had time. I collapsed into sobs again. I missed him so much. Why was the world so cruel on us?

"Gabriella?" I heard a voice ask. I looked up, about to yell at Brody for not leaving, when the eyes that met mine were a clear, sky blue. I gasped, recognizing the eyes, and tears swam in my eyes as I saw the rest of his face. I collapsed into tears again, and this time he caught me, holding me close and I knew that this time he'd never let me go. "When I said that we could date others, I didn't mean that we should." He told me, chuckling slightly. I tried to laugh as well, but another sob choked me. He held me still, wiping away my tears. He looked into my eyes, and I smiled back.

"I missed you." I told him. "So, so much..."

"I needed you... I was away in New York, and all I could think of was you." He whispered. "Who was that guy?"

"He was my kind of stand in guy. I tried to move on, but failed. He was my rebound guy. I have no idea why we were even living together. He'd had a crush on me during high school and was on your basketball team. I think he saw it as a duty." I told Troy. "We never got further than a kiss."

"Thats good."

"It wasn't. It was horrible. I almost threw up in my own mouth."

"ahh..." Troy chuckled, and leaned forward, kissing me gently on the mouth. "I'm never going to leave you again." He told me.

"Good." I whispered, reaching my hand behind his head and running my hands through his soft brown hair. "You're hairs longer." I commented, and he grinned, his blue eyes sparkling. "I like it." I smiled, the first true smile in a while, and he leaned in and kissed me again.

"I was thinking of you."