The Breaking Point
Troy/Ryan
High School Musical
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Chapter One - When Sharpay Has Strange Ideas
P.S: Okay guys I'm gonna try and make this story really original. In the past couple of months I've been obsessing over Tryan and read probably more than ninety fics 'till today. I've become a huge fan of authors Mondler4Ever, CSISlave, Disney-Kid, AnorDaE, TillThatTime, OCP, munchkin.pants, playmaker00, hopewithinmymind, AlexCHALKERFACE, coolmarauders, Lucyej, Temporary Insanity xXx, Tryan4Eva, Dark Angel Kira, Zachas'x and Tryanistique-xx. Believe me, I've read probably all of your fics. lol However, I know doesn't allow NC-17. They do allow R rated fics, huh? So yeah, prepare yourselves for the sexiest non NC-17 you'll ever get. I hope you guys like this. It's gonna be a three-chapter story.
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Rainy days had always made Ryan Evans wonder. There was something about all the raindrops falling constantly and the trees moving with the power of the wind that touched him deeply into his soul and he couldn't stop staring until the rain stopped, too. When he was young, he wondered why people bothered buying water if almost every week it fell from the sky constantly. When he was a bit older, he wondered why that he'd get a cold if he went in the rain pretending it was a normal, sunny and random day. When he was just a tiny little bit older, he wondered why the rain made him feel so good. And, right now, as he stared through his window, warm and covered with blankets, in a sympathetic expression filled with hopes and fears, he wondered what it would feel like to be in the rain with someone. Maybe kiss that person, too. Would it taste differently? Would it be more magical? Or would they both get pneumonia and die after? For some reason, Ryan Evans wanted to take that chance. A couple of minutes later, he got up and went to bed. The sound of the raindrops falling and collapsing on the roof were relaxing and, quickly, he fell asleep.
When Ryan woke up, he got up and dressed to go down to the kitchen. When he got there, Sharpay was already half way done with her breakfast.
"Morning, sunshine." She said in a raspy voice.
"Morning." He answered.
"Hey. We're gonna have a sleepover here today."
"Oh, really?" he asked, surprised. "Who did you invite?"
"Troy and Gabriella." Sharpay answered quickly.
"As usual." Said Ryan, grabbing a glass of water.
"Yeah, you like them, don't you?"
"Course I do. Okay then, it'll be fun. Are you sure they're gonna come?"
"Pretty sure, yes, Gabriella didn't have anything planned and neither did Troy. They got all excited and everything so I told Troy not to bring a lot of clothes."
Ryan coughed. "What?!"
"Yeah, he's hot so I figured since he's at my house, I can do some outrageous stuff and bend the rules just a bit."
Ryan tried to go back to his water when Sharpay announced another shocking revelation.
"I'm gonna make you two make out, too."
Ryan almost drowned in his water and asked shocked: "What the hell are you talking about? Just because I'm-" Sharpay interrupted him before he could finish his sentence.
"Oh yeah, I know you do wanna have a full make-out session with him. Just shut up and relax because right now Gabriella is probably on the phone telling Troy the news, too."
"It's not gonna work." Said Ryan in a negative tone.
"Watch me." She got up and when she was leaving the kitchen, she turned over and called him again. "Oh, Ryan."
"Here it comes." He thought.
"Stop singing "Like A Virgin" in the shower, will you? Mom and Dad are gonna listen someday and then you'll be totally screwed."
Ryan just sighed and went back to his breakfast.
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The afternoon went by really slowly and Troy and Gabriella would get there only around 8pm. Ryan spent some time off watching TV, reading magazines and writing a poem. He was frustrated by the fact that there weren't any clouds in the sky that afternoon – which meant no rain for him. When the sun was starting to fade and the night announced its arrival he went for a walk on the street with Sharpay. They obsessed over the fact they'd be having a sleepover and planned everything. Food, music, location and games. He didn't really believe he'd end up kissing Troy anyway, but, when Sharpay told him that Gabriella would bring some drinks, a little spark of hope appeared.
"You can do whatever you want to people when you're sober and they're drunk, Ryan." Said Sharpay. Just a few cars were passing on the street and there were tons of kids in a nearby park.
"I know." He giggled and continued: "Geez, Troy Bolton. He's a really good friend, you know, don't you think things are gonna get awkward afterwards?"
"I can't answer that, but hey, they won't get awkward if you give him comfort in the situation and make sure it's not a one-time thing, you know?"
"You want me to date him?" It hit Ryan like a ray of light.
"Yeah, of course! Gabriella wants it, too. You know they broke up because she came up to me and asked if I thought he was gay. I said yes, and, well, here we are, one month later, ready to discover the truth about him."
"Well..." he couldn't continue his sentence.
"We're gonna play Five Things."
"What's that?"
"Oh, it's a game I just came up with. Each player has to choose another one and tell him to do five things. That's it."
"Kind of simple." Said Ryan. "Maybe you should spice it up a bit." He suggested.
"I will, don't worry. I'll pick Troy, too. You're in good hands, baby." Finished Sharpay with a smile and a wink.
They went back to the house after a little boy ran past them and one of Sharpay's heels broke as she yelled at the poor child that went
sobbing searching for his mom.
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7:30pm.
Sharpay was (surprisingly) already ready for the guests to arrive and their parents would spend the night (thankfully) in their beach house. She entered Ryan's room when he was only in his briefs singing along to some random pop song and picking his outfit.
"Briefs?" she asked, turning the music down. "Take them off. Right now."
"I'm not gonna get naked in front of-" Sharpay pulled his briefs off and threw a mountain of boxers at him.
"Choose. Cute butt, Ryan."
He blushed and put up a pair of black boxers.
"Now, you should put a white buttoned-up shirt, 'cause if you get wet, we'll be able to see through it. And that's sexy." She said, handing him a beautiful white shirt.
After he put it on, she continued: "I don't think you should wear any pants."
"What? I'm not gonna stand in front of Troy and Gabriella only in my boxers and shirt!"
"Yes you are. It's hot, Ryan. No pants." She closed his closet and the doorbell rang.
"There they are."
"I. Can't. Meet. People. Like. This." He said each word very slowly trying to convince Sharpay that was a rather shameful choice of clothes. He couldn't help but agree, however, that it was, indeed, sexy.
"Ryan, everyone's gonna get a little drunk, except for Troy that's gonna get A LOT drunk. So don't worry, you're gonna be fine."
He sighed and went down the stairs with Sharpay. Before she opened the door, she turned around and asked him:
"Wet your lips, Ryan. Party's about to start."