I woke up and looked at the alarm clock. 7am at least I didn't sleep in this morning too. I climbed out of bed and walked over to my bathroom. I stripped down and stood in the shower letting the warm water fall off my body. I shampooed my hair and then conditioned it twice, a little trick I did to make it extra shiny. Troy liked it that way. He also likes the smell, it was like a sweet strawberry scented shampoo, it was one of my fav's. I washed my body then stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in a towel. I walked over to my huge walk-in wardrobe and picked out some denim shorts, a black vest and a white hoodie with 'Juicy Couture' written across the front in black writing. I brought out some underwear and began to change. I slipped on my shorts and then pulled on my vest. Finally putting on my hoodie and slipping on some black ballet flats which shimmered in the sunlight. I glanced at the clock, 8am, Troy wouldn't be up yet. After the busy day yesterday, I just wanted to relax with Troy. Or go shopping or something, which I doubt he'd want to. I sat down at my desk and began brushing a light amount of blusher across my cheeks, applying some mascara and a light shade of brown eyeshadow. I applied a nude coloured lipstick and the brushed through my hair.

Morning babe, any plans for today? Xx

I picked up my phone, smiled and replied.

I was thinking of lounging with some hot guy xx

I laughed to myself and placed my phone in my pocket, and going to sit on the bed with magazine.

Oh really? xx

I laughed at the sarcastic-ness in our texting and replied straight away,

Doors open ;) xxx

I placed my phone down on my small table and settled down, reading through my magazine, looking at the fashion pages.
"Hey" I looked up and saw Troy standing at the door. "Your mum wondered who I was when I walked in." Troy laughed, sitting down on the bed beside me.
"I thought she'd have gone by now," I said, still flicking
"You look gorgeous," Troy said, almost going into a trance.
"Thanks? I haven't made much of an effort," I suddenly spotted an amazing dress in the magazine and sat up straight. "I need that dress." I stared wide eyed at the picture on the model and smiled up at Troy.
"I need this dress...now! I have to have it, please can we go shopping? Please Troy!" I looked at him with my puppy dog eyes and he rolled his eyes at me.
"I'm still shattered from last night" he said.
"I know, but have you seen this?" I shoved the magazine in his face.
"Although, this would look so hot on you!" Troy stared at the image and then looked at me, a glint in his eyes.
"Were only going for this dress though?" He continued "I don't want to spend all day there? I was looking forward to 'lounging' as you put it," Troy laughed standing up. He held his hand out and I gladly took it, then I walked into my closet and grabbed my bag.
"I love you for this!" I shouted.

Troy collapsed on the bed and dropped the bags to the floor.
"Right, so you wanted one dress, and we came back with 3, a pair of shorts, 2 pairs of jeans and several pairs of shoes" Troy moaned.
"Yeah, but you love me, so it's okay" I smiled, running into the wardrobe with the bags; he followed me and began helping me put all the things on the racks.
"But did you really need more clothes? Didn't you get a load off stuff the other day?" Troy asked confusingly.
"Babe, girls can never have too much clothes and they can never to many pairs of shoes," I said smartly.
"But... why do you need alot though?" he asked.
"Three words. We are girls." I said as I lined the shoes up neatly.

A few hours later we were lounging around in the living room watching pointless television shows. That is what we like to do in our spare time... not. Troy seemed really into the show though, but I just saw it as a waste of a time slot on the TV. "Let's watch a film." I said, getting up from my spot on the sofa.
"No... I'm good. I like this," Troy said leaning back into the sofa and getting comfy. "It's funny."
"It's pathetic," I said.
"Fine then, go watch a film in your room and I'll stay down here." He said still looking at the screen. I sighed and turned around and headed to my room. Why is he been so awkward now? We had a good day and now he acts weird. I don't like it. I don't like it at all. I'll let him watch his programme. I walked over to my walk in closet and looked at the clothes I had bought and tried on the light pink dress I bought once again. It hugged my curves perfectly; it sucked it at the hips and was the right length and everything. I smiled into the mirror and changed to my original clothes again. I travelled downstairs and saw that Troy hadn't moved from his spot and now had the remote lying aimlessly beside him. I went into the kitchen and sat the kitchen table, pointlessly looking at the back yard... bored.

"Gabi?" I heard him say. "Why are you in here?"
"Because I don't want to be in a room where a jerk is," I said and stood up and existed the kitchen.
"Gabriella," he said as he followed me out of the room.
"Just watch your programme Troy, I'm going for a shower," I said and disappeared up the stairs. I heard him turn up the volume and I felt tear prickle my eye-lids. He wasn't supposed to do what I said. He's supposed to come to me. I thought. I turned the shower on and stripped down and stepped into the sizzling water. I let the water run down me for a couple of minutes. What had changed? Did he not want to spend time with me; obviously not. Otherwise he won't be downstairs watching some stupid programme, which no-one cares about or watches anymore. I washed my hair and then I washed my body. I got out and changed into some grey sweats with a green vest top and put my grey hoodie over it. I let my hair dry a little before putting it up into a messy bun and placed a green headband to keep my fringe out of my face.

"Gabriella," he said, opening my bedroom door. "You in here?"
"Yes," I said, flicking through a magazine.
"The programme has ended. We can watch a film now," he said gently.
"No it's fine, there's nothing to watch anyway. Whatever," I muttered. I got up off the bed and walked soundlessly through the room.
"So you go off in a big mood about me watching something I like and then when I offer to watch a film with you just say whatever and change your mind?!" he almost shouted.
"Please. It was a crap programme. I'm sorry for spending time with my boyfriend!" I shouted.
"Don't turn this around on me Gabriella," he said spitting out my name. "You knew I was watching it and you were a complete bitch about it!"
"Don't you dare call me a bitch!" I screamed and stood up to face him. "All I wanted to was spend time with you."
"And you couldn't do that while I was watching the show?" he said.
"No."
"I don't really see how this is fair Gabi, I took you shopping, I took you bowling, I took you to see a film and then I went shopping with you this morning. What exactly have you done for me? Nothing. Just one time I wanted to do something for me or even watch something for me and you are a bitch," he said, making me feel guilty.
"I didn't mean to be a bitch Troy," I said with tears at my eye-lids. "I just wanted you to myself. Can't you understand that?"
"Yeah I understand that but we've been together for like 3 days in a row, doing mostly what you wanted to do. Never once did you ask if I wanted to do something," he said.
"Well what do you want to Troy?!" I shouted, getting really agitated.
"I don't know Gabi! Just something for me for a change!" he shouted back.
"Well we can't exactly do what you do because you have no idea what you want to anyway! So you're shouting at me for no reason at all!"
"You can really difficult sometimes! Has anyone ever told you that?" he shouted.
"I can be difficult! That is so funny coming from a guy who is acting like such a dick because he wants to do something for himself for a change! But guess what... he doesn't have a clue what he wants to do!" I yelled.

He didn't say anything; he just turned and walked towards the door. I looked back at me once and then left the room. I was so angry I wasn't sure why the words I said after him came out of my mouth. "I have an excellent idea Troy! Why don't you go and call Dannie. I'm sure she'd like to do something with you!" and I slammed the door and let tears that I had been holding in, fall and soak my cheeks and slid down the door and pressed my knees up against my chest and once I heard the front door slam I let out a huge shriek and just cried.

What did I just do? I just told him to go back with Dannie. I hope he didn't take up that offer and go meet up with her. I hugged my knees closer and sat on the sofa, staring into space and letting the tears fall. I ran up the stairs crying, and ran into my room, slamming the door behind me. I walked into my wardrobe and sat in an empty corner, once again crying. I wanted to text him, tell him I didn't mean any of it, and that I was sorry, and I just wanted to be with him. Troy was the best thing that had ever happened to me, and I didn't want to lose him, ever. I wanted to grow old with him and have his children, have the perfect wedding and become grandparents. Together. "I'm sorry," I whispered through the tears. I felt useless and lonely. I didn't know what to do. Would texting him make it worse? Or should i leave it tomorrow, but maybe then he would have moved on. I couldn't let that happen. I took off my hoodie and replaced it with a 'wildcats' hoodie Troy had once given me. The material fell onto my body and I breathed in the scent on him which still lingered on it. I tried to wipe the tears away but more fell. I loved him so much.

Troy's POV

What did she mean, 'Why don't you go and call Dannie?' she didn't mean it, did she? She was just mad, angry and upset. I fell back on my bed and put my hands on my head. I didn't mean anything I had said, I loved doing the things Gabriella wanted, I loved seeing her smile, seeing her look happy. Everything I did was for her, she was so much better than Dannie and she knew that. Just then, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, I pulled it out and saw 1 new message from Gabriella

I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, please forgive me. I love you xxxxxxx

I hit the reply button and then stopped. I had no idea what to say, what should I say? If there was anything at all to say. I sat there thinking for what seemed like forever. I couldn't reply, not when I was feeling like this, I'd say something I'd regret. I hit the deleted button and put my phone on the side. I put my head on the pillow and let silent tears fall, Gabriella was my everything.

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