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CHAPTER 13

"Gabriella Montez!" Gabriel fumed as he came out from his trailer as Gabi arrived on set the next morning

"Yes dad?" she asked politely

"I thought I told you not to see that boy again?!" he stormed, shoving the paper in her hand which contained a large picture of them huddling together in the parking lot, and a smaller grainy CCTV picture of him carrying her into his room.

Oh holy fuck. Where had that come from?

"It's not what it looks like" she said quickly, not embarrassed.

"Oh I know what it looks like and if that whipper-snapper comes near me I'm gonna get my shotgun out and shoot him the ass with it!!" he roared.

"Oh for god's sake!" she snapped and he looked taken aback "Nothing happened okay? And you know what, its none of your business if it did!" she shot out.

"He's going to hurt you, Gabi, don't you care about that?"

"Don't you care about how I feel, dad? Because not once did you ask if I am okay or how I feel about him!" she argued.

"You!" he roared and Gabi turned as she saw Troy head out toward his trailer, Gabriel in hot pursuit of him.

"Yes sir?" he asked blankly.

"You took my daughter to bed and you let these filth rags print it all over the front page!" he raged and snatched the paper from Gabi who had run after him, throwing it at Troy who caught it and his face went pale and serious as he read it.

His blue eyes lifted, but to meet Gabi's.

"Don't look at her!" Gabriel shouted "Don't you dare look at her! Tell me what it is you want with my daughter? Because from what I've seen all you do is use girls for sex and throw them away like trash" he accused heavily.

Gabi closed her eyes and took a breath "Right that's enough!" she said hotly, pushing her father away from Troy "We're going to talk, now, in your trailer" she said firmly and he didn't move, just glared at Troy behind her.

"NOW!" she repeated loudly and he turned and stormed off, Gabi about to follow when Troy called her name.

She turned to him with a small tilt of her lips "You see where I get my temper from huh?" she asked and Troy was astounded at her.

She got mad at him if he kissed her. Mad at him if he didn't. And yet she didn't give one fig about what the papers printed or what her father thought of him.

He felt the tiniest glimmer of hope that she may, just may, be beginning to hate him a little less.

And it was only then that he realized he didn't hate her at all anymore, but he sure as hell loved making her mad and seeing her eyes all fiery. He wanted to feel her curvy little body beneath his hands when her eyes were all a glow like that.

He was looking forward to Friday night more than ever.

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Gabi had an awful pounding headache as she headed back to the hotel and Harry gave her a concerned look.

"Are you okay Miss Montez?" he asked.

"You know Harry, I wish you would just call me Gabi" she sighed.

"You know I can't while I'm working" he smiled as he held the car door for her and shut it gently as she scooped her legs in and lay down on the seat.

"Yo! Wait up!" Troy called as he ran over toward the chauffeur and Harry grinned.

"You just can't keep away can you?" he asked and Troy smiled back.

"I finished filming for the day. Might as well catch a lift at the same time, right?" he asked innocently.

"Sure, but go round the other side, I don't think she's feeling too good" he said with a frown.

Troy got into the car, seeing Gabi laid across the seat and she curled her body to make room for him and he stroked his hand down her small shoulder "Hey, are you okay?" he asked worriedly.

He could hear her small sobs now and he felt his gut twist in pain. He hated hearing her cry, it tore him up.

"Hey, puke girl, talk to me" he begged and she sniffled, curling tighter.

He stroked her back gently, his large hand soothing her little tight body and she seemed to relax a little.

"Can I tell you later?" she said quietly and he understood.

"Sure thing, princess" he said, still brushing his hand down her and she shifted, resting her head on his thigh; much to his surprise, facing away from him, but very definitely seeking comfort from him. He wrestled out of his hoodie and draped it over her shoulders, his hand curling on her upper arm as she sniffled in his lap and snuggled into his hoodie.

What was this strange aching- come- tingling that enveloped him? He'd never felt it before. It was like he wanted to pull her into his arms and tell her everything was going to be okay, that he would protect her. But he knew he couldn't and ultimately, he wouldn't be able to offer her what she so obviously needed- a shoulder to cry on. And if he could, it would be only for the short time they were working on the film and after that he would be torn away and he couldn't put himself- or her- through that.

But as she curled her arms around his knee and closed her eyes, he knew he was just fooling himself and that he wanted to get closer to Gabi on more than one level, if she would ever let him past that fierce guard of hers.

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Troy carefully helped Gabi from the back seat of the car and supported her with an arm into the hotel via the delivery door where there were no photographers lurking.

Gabi curled into Troy's body, thinking how much she enjoyed feeling his strength; feeling like her whole body was alive with the sensation of him.

He escorted her to her room and she lay gently on the bed, thankful she didn't have to walk anymore.

"Gabi, do you want me to call a doctor?" he asked as he placed something cool against her forehead and she relished the feel of it, closing her eyes against the brightness of the room light

"No, it's just a migraine, I'll be okay" she assured him and tried to kick off her shoes but forgot they were buckled and he moved to help her, cursing at the tiny straps that he fiddled with to pull them off.

She curled up, feeling him sit on the bed and she liked having company. It could be so lonely flying all over the world and making short friendships on set then having to break them again.

"Stay and talk to me" she begged.

"Really? I thought you didn't want to talk to me? I thought I was a moron" he said as he hunched over on the edge of the bed.

"Please" she added, not knowing what else to say because her mind was squeezing so painfully.

His heart constricted at her little plea and he couldn't leave her even if he'd wanted to.

He sat back on the bed, shedding his shoes and leaning back on the headboard, watching her snuggle down into his hoodie and musing that soon she would be wearing his whole wardrobe.

"Okay well, what shall I talk about to keep you entertained?" he wondered aloud.

"Tell me a story" she said and he smiled at her lifeless body.

"A story? Wow…okay…erm…" he ran a hand through his fringe as he thought.

Gabi curled up next to his leg and he dropped an absent hand to her back to rub it gently as his mind whirled off desperately trying to think of something.

She lifted her head and laid it on his thigh again, just as she had in the car and she got all comfy and he was amazed once more by the change in her.

Two days ago she wouldn't even speak to him now she was curling into him like he was her favourite person. He never knew what the next day would bring with her but he kind of liked it.

He thought up some ridiculous tale to tell her, flicking off her light to rest her eyes against the brightness and as time wore on and he felt tired himself, he moved her head onto the pillow and edged down in the bed until his eyes closed and his head flopped next to hers on the pillow as he crashed.