October 8, 2014

Have you ever had that feeling of pure panic? The kind of panic that makes your heart pound and has blood rushing to your head so quickly you can't hear clearly? The rush of fear and adrenaline that is so sudden it makes you stop breathing? Troy Bolton was feeling this surreal hysteria seven fold. In all his 25 years of existence, nothing has compared to the complete and utter trepidation he felt in this very moment. How? When? Why now? Why was this happening to him in the peak of his career? The apex -or at least that's what it felt like- of his first serious relationship? This couldn't be happening, not to him.

"Troy?" the timid voice of his girlfriend of 8 months called for him. He couldn't even think clearly enough to emit a word in response. All he could do was stare at the her with wide eyes attempting to process the information he had just received.

He got his 19 year old girlfriend pregnant. Fuck.

August 16, 2014

Blue eyes gleamed as they stared proudly at the small plaque on the door of the office: Troy Bolton - GM. His years as a "bitch in a cubicle", as his best friend Chad would say, were finally over. He was headed straight for the top and there was no looking back. He was an overseer of those beneath him and a financial decision maker for one of the largest corporations in the country. Of course, he still had a long way to go, but he was ecstatic about this promotion. On top of it all, today marked 6 months he was with the girl that made his heart leap out of his chest. The thought of her made his eyes shine even brighter. His Gabriella was perfect in every way and he could not wait to get home and share this news with her. Today couldn't get any better. Quickly, he gathered his bearings and walked toward the elevator that lead to the parking garage. On his way home he quickly stopped and grabbed a box of chocolates and a bouquet of Gabriella's favorite flowers, along with a Hawaiian pizza from their favorite pizza restaurant. He chuckled to himself as the smell of the pizza filled his small two door Audi A6 and triggered the memory of the first time he introduced himself to Gabriella.

Flashback -

It was 10:34 pm and cold. The harsh chill of January wind hit the sandy haired man as he exited the building. He gripped his thick black leather jacket tighter before shoving his hands in the pockets, cursing to himself. New York in the winter was definitely a downside of his relocating from sunny California. After 13 straight hours in the office, all Troy could think about was food and sleep. He decided to check out the small pizza joint across the street from the office building, since it seemed to be the only thing that was open. He walked in, happy there were only two other people there, he ordered two Hawaiian slices and sat down at the high top counter that was next to the large window of the entrance. He sat in silence, enjoying his food. He looked around the small restaurant and noticed a girl sitting at the corner of the counter to his left. She had her chin in her one hand, phone in the other, looking intently at the glowing screen. Her bottom lip was between her teeth and her leg was moving up and down as if she were anticipating something. Her thick, almost black hair cascaded down her shoulders in a mess of curls and the forest green hoodie she had on seemed almost too big for her, yet she still seemed to captivate him. Suddenly she slams her phone on the table and quietly curses to herself and drops her head into her hands, sighing heavily. Troy couldn't help but feel for her, whatever the situation was, it was clearly very upsetting. He noticed she only had a small soda and did the first thing that crossed his mind. He cleared his throat and slowly slid a slice of pizza toward her. The girl looked up at him in confusion.

"Uh, pizza always never fails to make me feel better. You look like you need it way more than I do." He said simply with a crooked grin. She continued to look at him for a moment and then looked at the pizza.

"There are pineapples on it. That's...different." She spoke quietly with a small chuckle. Troy lifted his eyebrow and reached for the plate, "I'm more than willing to take it back."

Her hand shot out and gripped his to stop him from reclaiming the delicacy. He quickly retreated his hand as he felt a sudden shock go up his arm. He stared at her in wonder as she slid the pizza back toward herself.

"I never said I didn't want it." The raven haired girl spoke as she looked in his eyes and took a bite. "Hmm, it's actually really good." She smiled at him and blushed as he continued to stare at her. She bit her bottom lip nervously and looked down. He couldn't help but observe how damn beautiful she looked when she blushed. He finally looked away and took a sip of the water he had, finding his mouth was suddenly dry.

"Uh, thank you um..." she spoke up as she finished the food.

"Troy."

"Ah, well thank you Troy. I definitely feel better. Have a good night." She spoke shyly with a small smile. He found himself staring again as she picked up her phone and slowly got up, walking past him and out the door. His eyes followed as she walked past the window and waved.

End Flashback

After that night, he had pizza for dinner almost every day for a week in hopes that she would return. To his luck, she did. After offering to buy her another Hawaiian pizza, they sat together and spent hours talking. He found that her name was Gabriella Montez, she was 18 almost 19, a sophomore at NYU and had failed an important test the night they met, which was the reason for her dismay. He thanks God everyday for that failed test, without which he may have never met her. After that night, they had met in the same place almost every night for 2 weeks before Troy finally asked her out on a real date. It was history from then on.

The sleek black car slowly pulls into the parking spot next to the curb in front of the large apartment building. Troy grabs all of his things and heads toward his loft apartment. He walks into the apartment and sets the pizza and chocolates on the end table next to the door and sets his briefcase down on the floor beside it. He walks past the kitchen and sets his keys on the counter. "Gabs?" He called in search for his girlfriend. Where the hell was she? This apartment only has so many places one could be. With the bouquet of flowers in his hand he walks up the stairs that lead to the bed and bathroom. As he walks he hears the shower running and smiles. He lays the flowers on the bed carefully and began to discard his clothes. He quietly slips into the bathroom, careful to not alarm his girlfriend, and opens the shower door. Her back was toward him, she was humming lightly while rinsing the shampoo from her hair. He slipped his arms around her waist smoothly as she lets out a loud yelp. Troy chuckles loudly, "Well hello, beautiful!"

She slaps the arm that was around her waist, "Troy Alexander! How many times have I told you to stop doing that! You're going to give me a heart attack one day." She rolls her eyes as she feels him push her hair aside and begin to pepper kisses along her neck.

"I know you did, baby, but you're just so damn cute when you get surprised," He continued kissing her neck and smiled to himself as she let out a quiet moan when he found her sweet spot. "Besides I couldn't wait to see you. It's been 6 months since you agreed to be my girl." He spun her around and gave her a chaste kiss.

"Mmm, and every day I wonder why in the hell I made that decision." She spoke playfully as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She stood on her toes and kissed him sweetly.

"Yeah you say that now, but I hear no complaints when my head is between your legs," He retorts with a raised eyebrow. She bites her bottom lip and pulls herself closer to him, faces just centimeters away. She takes one of her hands and slowly slides it down his chiseled chest.

"You know I was kidding babe. I love being your girlfriend and I love your head between my legs even more." She spoke cheekily. He smirked and kissed her quickly before reaching behind her and turning the water off. They both wrapped themselves in a towel and Troy quickly went into the bedroom while Gabriella was combing her hair in the bathroom mirror. He picked up the flowers and put them behind his back as he saw her walking in. She looked at him as she sat on the bed, "Why are you smiling like that? You look crazy," she quipped as she began putting lotion on her arms. He continued to smile as he brought the flowers from around his back. She halted her actions and smiled brightly, "Oh my Gosh, babe! They're beautiful! Thank you, you didn't have to do this." She stood and brought her lips to his. She put them down for a moment as they both got some comfortable clothes on. She quickly went downstairs and grabbed a vase to put the flowers in. She placed the flowers in the vase, set it on the kitchen counter and stood back and looked at them. "I can't believe you remembered Azaleas were my favorite. I told you that before we even started dating."

He rubbed the back of his neck and grinned, "Of course I remembered. I got some other stuff too." He walked over to the door and got the pizza and chocolate he also picked up. She giggled quietly as she took the pizza and chocolate from him. "Hawaiian? God what a blast from the past." She placed both on the coffee table in front of the couch he was now sitting on. She turned as straddled him slowly. He instinctively placed his hands on her waist and looked up at her, blue eyes shining as they got lost in the coffee brown orbs of his love.

"You're totally trying to get some tonight aren't you?" She brushed some hair from his face as he laughed quietly.

"No...well I mean yeah, but that's not why I did this. I know 6 months isn't that long but it's a big deal for me. Before you, I could barely last 2 months with someone. I love you, and I just want you to know that I appreciate you so much and I'm in this for the long haul. I want 6 months to become 6 years. You're my baby and I don't ever wanna lose you." He spoke with sincerity as he rubbed his hands up and down her sides. She looked at him and bit her lip. "Well," the young girl flips her hair to one side and wraps her arms around her lover's neck tightly, "You are definitely getting some tonight." She smiles sweetly as he laughs heartily. "I love you too, Troy." She closes the gap between them and reaches for the hem of his shirt. He pulls away momentarily and looks at her once again.

"Wait what about the food? It's probably almost cold by now." He motions to the pizza on the coffee table. She grabs his face and makes him look at her.

"Pizza or pussy, Bolton?" He quickly grabs her and lifts her up and rushes up the stairs toward the bed, her giggles filling the apartment.

Today really couldn't be any better.

Hey all! I hope you enjoy this! It's something I had been brainstorming for a while. Let me know what you think! Now I made this M for a reason, there will be some mature scenes but I left it out of this chapter because I felt it would be too much. They will be slutting it up just a bit at some points lol but please review and let me know what you think! Thanks :)