Chapter 1
So hey. Um I really just had a weird feeling that I wanted to do a high school musical that was a little…different. It's a little darker than my other two stories, but it's still kinda High school. I hope you like it. And no, I'm not done with my other story "kiss the years goodbye", I'll be writing both of them at the same time. I just couldn't stop thinking about this 'secret lovers' story, so yeah, tell me what you think.
Luv ya
Troy's p.o.v
I quickly glance around before stepping out of my car. After I know for sure the coast is clear, I open the door. Ryan's car is already parked in front of the motel. I reach into my pocket and pull out the small piece of paper, the room number is written on. 108. I quickly walk up the steel stairs of the sleazy motel. I glance at the doors as I rush past them. 106, 107…108. I gently knock on the door three times. I hear the scuffling feet rush to the door. Ryan swings it open and nods. He doesn't smile, we never smile. Because smiling would be showing that we like this. That we like the situation we're in, our secret meetings. Ryan pulls me into the room and our lips immediately connect. I kick the door shut as I get pulled to the bed. Ryan pulls away and takes his shirt off. For some reason, I stop this time, I watch him undress, I admire his body. He unbuttons his pants and let's them slide down his legs. He's about to get completely naked when he stops and notices, I'm still fully clothed.
"What are you waiting for?" he ask
I come back to reality and shake my head. He waits for me. I quickly throw my jersey and shorts to the ground. Ryan lays on the bed, and I drape my body over his. His skin, still soft after all these years. He latches his arms around my shoulders. I place my lips to his once more, making sure to avoid his eyes. If I look into his eyes for to long, I'll never want to stop and it'll drive me insane. Those beautiful blue eyes. His eyes are closed and I can tell he feels the same way, afraid to look into my eyes, afraid he'll see something neither one of us can deny any longer…love. Pull my self away from Ryan and stand up. I pull Ryan to the edge of the bed and spread his legs. He licks his pink lips as he lets me pull his underwear down to his ankles. I'm already naked, seeing as how I don't wear anything after I shower and leave practice. Ryan licks his palm and begins the frustrating process. Within seconds, I'm inside of him and the bed shakes from our movement. As I watch Ryan's body move limply from my thrust, I wonder how much longer this will last. How much longer will me and Ryan have to meet up at different places and do this. How much longer can we use each other as a scapegoat for our own confusion? Why are we like this? Why must we hide the way we feel? Years ago at his birthday, I would have never guessed it would end up this far. I never would have imagined it would end up with us agreeing that what we had was just sexual and that we would never have a serious relationship. Ever since that one night of drunken love that was shared on his bed, we both decided it would be best if we only touched when it was necessary. No holding hands, no dates, just our bodies becoming one, only every once in awhile. Every once in awhile became, once a week, which became twice a week, which became every day after basketball practice. So now here we are, together in some sleazy motel in the middle of no where. That's how it is, always in the middle of no where. We can't risk being caught. Ryan moans and it makes me go faster. I thrust harder as Ryan pulls me close to him by my shoulders. He looks into my eyes, something he's never done before. My mouth hangs open as I try to steady my breaths. He removes one of his hands from my shoulder and places it onto my back. He pushes me into him, farther. I'm almost done, I can feel myself swelling. The lack of condom allows Ryan to feel me finish inside of him. I thrust twice more before collapsing on top of Ryan. He places his hand on the back of my head and strokes my hair.
"What are you doing tonight?" I pant into his ear
He pushes me away. He pulls away from me and crawls from the bed.
"You know, Jason's coming over" he says as he reaches for his clothes.
I begin to pick up my discarded uniform.
"I know, but I just thought…well, Ryan we're eighteen and we've been doing this for like, what, almost three years?" I say
"It'll be three years in five months" he says "but what are you getting at?"
He continues to put on his clothes, completely ignoring my face.
"My point is…maybe it's time this turned into more" I say
He stops getting dressed, leaving him in his shirt and boxers, as I stand there, still completely nude. He takes a deep breath and finally looks into my eyes.
"Troy, you're just saying that because we just had sex" he says
"No, I'm saying what I've been feeling for about a year now" I say
He scoffs and rolls his eyes.
"Swell time to tell me now, Troy" he mocks.
He goes back to putting on his pants. I've lost him; I thought he actually might agree with me for a second, I was wrong. He buttons his pants and quickly zips them up. He ducks into the bathroom to make sure he doesn't look guilty of the crime we just committed. He grabs his keys from the small square table. I throw on my jersey and shorts. I hold my shoes in my hand. Ryan walks over to me. I expect him to lean in for a kiss, but he just stares. Please, say it. Say you love me, say you wanna be with be, tell me you feel the same way I do. Tell me, or it's over.
"Same time tomorrow?" he suggest
Damn, I wanna say no and turn to leave, but I can't risk losing him again.
"Yeah" I say in a barely audible whisper.
He smiles and places his hand on the side of my face.
"Everything you feel is just your hormones" he says
I put my hand on his and shake my head.
"No it's not, but it doesn't matter anyway right? We just fuck, that's it…right?" I ask
I sling his hand away from my face, his face twist into confusion. He looks shocked.
"Troy, it's not like that" he says "if you can't handle this then just say so and we'll stop"
No, I don't wanna stop, I never wanna stop, I just…I want more. I open my mouth to explain, but I quickly close it, he wouldn't understand.
"Just forget it" I say
He nods his head and glances at his watch. His eyes light up.
"Jason should be waiting at my house by now" he says as he walks over to the door and swings it open.
He stops and turns back to me.
"Why don't you see how Gabriella is? I bet she misses you" he says
"I just saw her during lunch" I respond
"Well, the hospital is a lonely place; a few hours can feel like eternity. Especially when you're away from the person you love" he says with a smile
I want to answer; I want to keep him with me, if only for a fraction of a second, but I can't. He ended the conversation.
"Okay" I nod
He smiles
"Great, I'll see you tomorrow" he says
He steps out side and leaves the door open, but instead of following him, I sit on the table and my head shakes on its own. Why? Why in the hell did I have to fall for him, why now? After almost three years of just sex, why did I have to admit that I loved him? Why is my love for Gabriella, quickly fading? Especially if she's sick, I should be worried, which I am, but I should also be driving myself crazy. I should be constantly thinking about her and wanting her, but instead, all I can think about is Ryan.
So please review! I know this is a little different, as far as story lines go, but hey, if you never try anything new than you'll never get anywhere! Please review.
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