Chapter Five

Her brown locks bounced as she ran to her best friend who was running toward her. The tanned skinned girl had the hugest grin plastered along her face. The sandy brown haired boy shared the same ridiculous grin. They finally reached each other and clashed together hugging the other tightly. The two seven year olds had been in inseparable since the day they met. Which had been just one year ago on a hot summer day when the girl and her parents moved in next door to the boy and his family. He was her best friend and she was his. They made each other happy and that's all that mattered. As they pulled apart in a giggle fit the girl gave him a quick kiss on his rosy cheek. He stopped laughing and just smiled at her as he kissed her cheek back. The brown eyed girl blushed and returned the smile showing off her whites with her one front tooth missing. His piercing blue eyes shimmered with glee as hers softened with kindness. She adored the boy and wished to never lose him. Little did she know the boy felt the same way. they filled what piece had been missing in their short lives.

"You're the best Troysie!" She giggled as she spoke the nickname she had given him.

"So are you Brie!" Troy leaned down and picked a little dandelion out of the green grass. "Here."

"It's so pretty." She accepted it with an open heart. "I love you."

"I love you more." He poked her. "Tag!" He ran over with his shaggy hair blew in the wind.

"Ugh!" She grunted out and started running after him.

Nine years later.

She rushed down the stairs as she heard the doorbell ring. No one else was home it was just her in the house. Her mother was out doing God knows what and her father was either out working late. Pfft. Or just getting drunk for the third time this week. Gabriella unchained the lock on the door and opened it wide up. In the doorway was standing the boy she'd known for most of her life in the pouring rain. He was drenched and looked lost, his eyes didn't meet with hers. His head was bowed down and her heart broke at the sight. She knew why he was here and she hated knowing. He lifted his head and his blue eyes met her chocolate browns. A bruise on his jaw along with a black and blue bruising right eye. She bit down on her bottom lip refusing to shed a tear. Grabbing him by his arm she yanked him inside and shut the door. He turned and faced her.

"Ice?" She swallowed hard.

"No, not today." He shook his head. "Just come here."

"Oh, Troy." She rushed into his embrace.

He hugged her as close to him as he could. He didn't cry anymore not for a while now, he was used to it. He had bared so much the past years of his life ever since he had turned eleven. On the bright side of everything he had his best friend who knew exactly what he was going through. She had been there many times herself and they went to each other for comfort after the damage was done. They would only keep it between them two because they thought no one would believe them and if they did it would cause too much trouble. They were tired of trouble. She looked up into his eyes and saw the hurt and sorrow, they reflected the things she was feeling inside. His thumb found her bottom lip and he ran it slowly across. His eyes focusing on nothing but her pink plump lips, so kissable and desirable. She looked at his intense gaze and her breath hitched.

"Let's get you out of those wet clothes." She looked down and started unbuttoning his shirt.

"I can do that y'know." She sensed the hint of amusement in his voice and it sent a shiver down her spine.

"Right." She backed away from him and pushed her loose hair behind her ears.

"Thank you for always being here Brie." He smiled softly as he finished with the last button of his shirt.

"Always." She spoke in a whisper as she looked at him slip off his shirt. "I'll take that."

"Borrow some of your dad's clothes again?" He asked already knowing the answer, handing her his shirt.

"Of course." She smiled kindly accepting it. "Pants." She looked at him.

"So eager to get me out of my clothes." He smirked.

"Shut up." She rolled her eyes and felt herself get flushed.

"Joking." He undid his jeans and stepped out of them. "Here." He picked them up and tossed them at her.

"Thank you." She giggled and hurried to the laundry room, throwing the clothing in the dryer.

Troy ran upstairs to Gabriella's parents' bedroom. He looked through the drawer of her fathers old work clothes, grabbing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. The boy slipped into the jeans and heard the girl calling for him. He grabbed the shirt and on his way out he stopped to look at the family picture of the Montez family. Seeing a seven year old Gabriella with her two parents together. He whispered, "Fucker." and ran downstairs.

"Your clothes shouldn't take long." She smiled at him.

"Alright, until then wanna watch some TV or something?" He pulled the shirt over his head putting it on.

"Sure." She shrugged and they walked to the living room side by side.

"What do ya wanna watch?" He looked at her as she plopped down on the couch.

"Anything." She grabbed the remote from the coffee table.

"Alright then." He sat down next to her. She turned on the flat screen.

"Music Videos?" She raised her brow as she looked over at him.

"Go for it." He winked at her which made her bite her lip and turn away quickly.

"Hm, Beyonce." She threw the remote in the space between the two on the couch.

"She's always fun to watch." He teased.

"Whatever you perv." She threw a pillow at him and he dodged it.

"The perv you love." He smiled his toothy boyish grin as he scooted closer to her.

"Um," She felt a sudden fuzzy feeling in her stomach and grew nervous as he got closer.

"What's wrong?" He ran the back of his fingers along her cheek.

"N-nothing." She stuttered finding it hard to talk when he was touching her.

Gabriella Montez never got nervous around boys, especially her best friend Troy Bolton. He had been like a brother to her for so long and felt comfortable with him. But lately she was feeling something else for the damaged blue eyed boy in front of her. Every time he got close or touched her she found herself get nervous and fuzzy inside. She didn't know what was happening between the two, but it felt powerful and hard to ignore. More and more as each day passed that they spent together they grew closer.

"You're nervous?" He looked at her with a half smile.

"No, what, why would I be nervous?" She laughed looking away.

"You are." He laughed. "Why?"

"No, I'm just.." She looked at him and could feel him leaning his face closer to hers. "I don't know."

"So am I." He licked his lips as he focused on hers.

"You are?"

"Yeah, very." He nodded.

"Are you going to-" She felt his finger against her lips.

"Shh." He removed his finger and placed it underneath her chin. "Don't talk."

"Troy.." She noticed his lips moving in towards hers and her eyes closed slowly.

Their lips connected with each other's and kissed a short and sweet first kiss. They pulled away just inches away and looked at each other intently then collided once more. This time for more of a passionate connection. Troy's hand held her cheek and deepened the tender kiss. Gabriella placed her hand on his neck as she felt his tongue ask for entrance. Which she granted joyfully and their tongues danced together. His other hand glided down her side all the way to under her thigh and hitched it over his.

"Mm, Troy." She mumbled as she pushed him away gently.

"What?" He tried to connect their lips again, but she wouldn't let him. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She smiled. "Everything's perfect." She ran her fingers through his still damp hair.

"Then kiss me." He leaned back in and she quickly met his lips once again.

"How am I ever going to forget you.." I ran my thumb across the old picture of us together.

There it is, chapter five! I love this chapter personally it looks back on when they were kids and then their first kiss. MERRY CHRISTMAS/HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

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