A/N: Another one-shot from me. It's more of an AU Troyella. It's to the song "Figured You Out" by Nickelback.

Troy stared lustfully at the beautiful Gabriella Montez as she licked her lips, want and need flashing in her brilliant brown eyes. She knew exactly how this drove him crazy, and he desperately looked around the kitchen hoping no fellow wildcats were still at work.

"Follow me…"

She cheekily smiled and tugged on his hand, leading him out of the Lava Springs kitchen and out into the cool night air. He watched carefully as she led him into the darkness, the carpark and surrounding areas deserted.

"Gabriella?--"

Troy frowned confused as he realized she'd led him onto the golf course, towards the eleventh hole lake area. She merely turned around, holding her finger to his lips, flashing her eyes dangerously.

"No more talking."

Just like that Troy was gone, completely lost in her touch as her lips attacked his with an urgency which sent him spinning. Only he got to see this side of Gabriella, the side which he knew she wanted to stay a secret. When they were alone she wasn't just sweet, kind and straight -A Gabriella, she was everything that was exciting, sexy and tempting.

As it always did, one thing led to another and Troy's hands couldn't stop themselves as he removed Gabriella's Lava Springs jacket and blouse and kissed down her soft neck. She moaned loudly, not caring if anyone heard them in the darkness and she pulled off his caddying shirt, lightly scratching her fingers down his chest. He hissed in her ear and as their lips met again Gabriella pulled him down onto the ground, the turf scratching his fingers as he pulled down her lifeguard shorts to her feet, his own pants making the same journey.

"Troy…please…"

Troy looked down at her panting form as she looked up towards him desperately moaning. How could he say no to her?

I like your pants around your feet
And I like the dirt that's on your knees
And I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease

Troy watched through the dining room window, as he placed a plate of food on a customers table, the pool area. The lights brightly shining outside as the object of his attention came into view, her brown tresses flowing in the breeze as she cleaned up the dozens of towels and deck chairs. He shakily held onto his tray as he watched carefully as her hips swayed when she walked, and her legs dipping low to pick up towels; the same legs which had wrapped around his back and --

"Bolton!"

Troy groaned, Mr. Fulton's voice interrupting his thoughts.

"Stop staring into space and get back to work. On second thought…you're due a half hour break. Clock out now."

Troy jumped at the chance and ripped off his apron, and ran into the kitchen immediately clocking out. He was only hungry for one person and as he made his way outside she found him, tugging in his sleeve and pulling him into the music room and locking the door.

"How'd you? -"

"I was watching you from the pool…how long do we have?"

"Half an hour…what do you propose we do Miss Montez?"

Gabriella jumped up on him and he caught her legs, moaning as she wrapped her legs around him and lightly squeezed.

"You can decide Mr. Bolton."

He smirked, and kissing down her chest he laid her onto the top of the black piano and proceeded to unzip her jacket.

"How about this?"

She smirked and began to unbutton his jeans.

"How can any girl say no?"

And I love the places that we go
And I love the people that you know
And I love the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I love the powder on your nose

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)

Troy lay there on the hard surface, dressed in only his boxers and leant on his elbow. Looking up at him was a glowing Gabriella, her jacket barely covering her vulnerable body as she tried to catch her breath. He looked her over slowly, his blue eyes tracing the outline of her face, her eyes, her nose, and her lips and down to her chest. There lay a small bunch of light freckles, and smiling he leant down to kiss each and every one of them. She placed her warm hand on his cheek, and moved his eyes up to look into hers.

"What's up Wildcat?"

"Just thinking."

"About what?"

"You."

"Well…I'm…I'm thinking about your boxers. Red and white striped? Wildcat spirit much?"

Troy merely looked away and noticed how whenever they finally had a moment she would try to change the subject. She seemed to put up a barrier to her heart and he was trying to find a way to break it down.

I like the freckles on your chest
And I like the way you like me best
And I like the way you're not impressed
While you put me to the test
I like the white stains on your dress

He pulled away and his eyes darkened, leaving a confused Gabriella to also sit up and self consciously put her underwear back on.

"Suddenly so quiet."

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?" She grinned, yet guiltily looking down at her hands.
"You know what." He threw back and began to put on his shirt and pants to get back to work.

"God Troy…not this again." She sighed frustrated and zipped up her jacket, while Troy rolled his eyes.

"Well it's gonna keep coming up because I've told you how I feel about you…"

Troy was surprised that when he met eyes with Gabriella again he found her in tears, "What do you want me to say Troy?"

"That you love me too."

Gabriella swallowed and looked down, storming towards the door.

"Why do you have to ruin it Troy?" And with that she left.

And I love the way you pass the check
And I love the good times that you wreck
And I love your lack of self-respect
While you passed out on the deck
I love my hands around your neck

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
(Why not before, you never tried)
(Gone for good, and this is it)

Troy still couldn't understand it all. He loved Gabriella, he wanted Gabriella and yet she would just use him and leave. Maybe it was a good thing he hadn't seen her in a few days, because otherwise he'd just go running back to her and she'd stomp on his heart again.

Yet it was too late to avoid her now, as he turned to walk out the country club that night, Gabriella found him beside the pool.

"Troy!"

He winced and turned around and lost his breathe as he saw how radiant she looked in the moonlight. She ran up to him, looking terrified and she stopped just before his face. He breathed in deeply, as he caught sight of her beautiful, luscious lips which she licked.

"I'm sorry…please just…." She seemed to desperately think of the words and as Troy frowned at her loss of words she gave up and crashed her lips against his. Catching Troy completely off guard, he moaned involuntarily and allowed their tongues to mingle yet again.

I like your pants around your feet
And I like the dirt that's on your knees
And I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease

Forgetting that the pool was behind him, Troy, who was holding onto Gabriella's waist, stepped backwards and together they fell in. The initial shock of the cold water was forgotten and the two teenagers continued to lock lips, only reaching the surface to gasp for much needed air. Pulling back Troy looked into Gabriella's eyes and brushed wet hair from her face, she stroked his cheek and pulled him back in. Trying to tred water and find the shallow end Troy managed to push Gabriella up against the pool wall and she moaned loudly as he kissed down her neck, sucking on her pulse point.

He then realized what he was doing. He was running straight back into her arms, leaving his heart vulnerable again. Troy pulled back, breathing deeply and watched as Gabriella opened her eyes to look at him curiously.

"Wildcat?"

'I can't do this…"

"Why not?"

"Because you'll just use me--"

"That's not true, it's not like that." She pleaded and tried to touch his cheek, Troy stepped back.

"Then what's it like Gabby? I'm trying really hard to understand…"

"Look Troy--"

"Do you love me or not?"

"I…I…" She looked scared and Troy closed his eyes painfully. Swimming to the edge and climbing out.

"I've finally figured you out. Cya Gabby"

And I hate the places that we go
And I hate the people that you know
And I hate the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I hate the powder on your nose

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
(Why not before, you never tried)
(Gone for good, and this is it

Yet as Troy walked away, he missed Gabriella softly whisper

"I love you too…"

And she let the water consume her tears.