NEXT MORNING:
Trishia's POV
I woke up, with my shoes on the floor, and my outfit party still on. How did I even?
I groaned immediatly, a huge headache coming on. Great....a hangover, on my first day of school too. How much did I drink anyway? And what happened? Flashes started coming back. Dancing, Gabriel, beer pong and a black permanent marker? What? I reached for my phone, checking for messages and such. Why am I following all these people on insta anyway?
The doorbell ringed and I groaned again.
"Who is it?" I whispered, not wanting to stir up my headache again. I opened the door to find Gabriel, ready and dressed for school.
"Why are you already dressed?" I questioned.
"There's like half an hour until our first class starts. Duh"
"Crappppp." I said about to close the door.
"Wait!" he said, pulling out a bottle of aspirin and some water. "I brought gifts."
I smiled, taking them. "Thanks, shoot I have a massive hangover!"
"They way you were drinking last night, I'd be surprised if you didn't." he said laughing.
I laughed slightly. "How bad was it?"
He just smirked.
"Tell me.." I whispered.
"Nope." he said, popping the p. "Maybe I'll just start yelling to piss you off."
"You wouldn't dare." I said, reaching to close the door again.
"Alright, alright. I'll have mercy. But now you have 20 min."
"Damn it!" I said, about to close my door again.
"I came to ask if I could drive you." he said, scratching the back of his neck. "I mean- who you like a drive to school? Cause we have the same class and all. And we need to preserve the environment and all. Gas emissions-"
"Yea. That'd be great." I said, my heart melting slightly. "Can I get ready now?"
"One more thing. You have something, right here." he said, indicating his forehead.
"Thanks." I said, blushing, and closing the door.
I sprinted to the bathroom mirror, screeching at my discovery. 'GABRIEL IS FLAME.' was written on my forehead in large capital letters.
"GABRIEL!!!" I screamed, hearing a loud laugh echo from next door.
This little....
15 MIN LATER:
"So you guys have the same class right now?" Louis, Gabe's bestfriend and roommate asked, looking up from his phone.
"Yea." I said, smiling at him. I was currently ignoring Gabriel.
"Ya know Trish, I never pegged you as a beanie girl." Gabriel smirked, when we pulled up in the school lot.
Don't punch him. Don't punch him. DON'T punch him. I pulled my beanie down tigher over my forehead, making sure it was perfectly secure.
"I miss your bangs Trish. Can I see them?" he said, turning the ignition off.
"Maybe in your next life. Want some help getting there?" I threatened, pulling my fist out.
Louis started laughing in the back.
"You told him?" I asked and Gabe smiled nervously.
"Let's not get worked up here." he said, as I slammed the car door, attempting to exit the car gracefully. Obviously I failed, basically falling on my face. Laughter erupted from behind me, and I turned red. Oh god. I'm honestly going to kill him. I left just as Gabriel exited the car.
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Love Next Door [Gabriel Conte Fanfiction]
RomanceImagine Gabriel Conte standing behind your apartment door. That's exactly what Trishia Pan experiences after suddenly moving to her new flat in Nashville. Hell yeah, GABRIEL FREAKING CONTE, her internet celebrity crush, in the flesh. And little doe...