Just a three shot I'm trying out. I got the idea, and thought I'd use it, so tell me what you think please. Anyways, enjoy…

Love And Let Go.

Part 1 - I Love You.

Troy watched as her figure moved, the sheet around her crumpling and sliding down her sleek form. Her hair, tired and messy, but still slightly tied up, relaxed onto the nape of her neck, bouncing gently as she moved. Her hands moved to the top of the covers, hauling them up to cover more of her naked body and she walked over to the large bay windows in her room. She looked like an angel. Beautiful, sweet, sexy, and charming. And it broke his heart that he would break her's soon.

He heard her sigh, her arms wrapping around her body, trying to keep heat. The rain falling sharply from the sky battered the window panes, the teardrops spilling over the sides of the ledges. Watching, he saw her take one finger and trail it down the window, all the way to the bottom, where she fell softly to her knees, wrapping the sheet around her feet, all the while staring at the rain.

It had been a special day, one filled with love; filled with happiness. They had been together for two years. Amazing years. And yesterday had been their two year anniversary. They had made love, something that had always been sacred to them, showing their love for each other. But for Troy, he could only show the love he could muster up. For not all his heart was hooked on Gabriella. She was oblivious.

From his unmoving position on her bed, wrapped up tightly in sheets and his body thrown in any direction, she saw her head begin to move. He quickly shut his eyes, a look of peace he'd practiced many a time taking over his facial features, and he hoped she was happy. He'd never want her to be sad. He dreaded the day he would make her world collapse. And he hated himself for not loving her in the way he used to. Loving Gabriella had once been the easiest thing in the world. He'd explained this to his brother a few weeks before…

"Dude, you look like crap."

He looked up from his position, lying on the basketball court, to find his brother, 2 years older than him, looking down on him. He lifted himself up so he was sitting and found his brother stretching beside him.

"Thanks. Just got a lot on my mind."

His brother, Jake, looked up at him, worry lurking in his bright blue eyes, a family trait. Jake crossed his legs over and sighed. "Want to talk about it?"

Troy shifted his weight from one knee to the other, sighing deeply. Jake knew this was big. He'd never seen his little brother so stressed about something before. Troy lifted his head and fiddled with his fingers.

"Jake, how do you feel when you're with Melissa?"

Jake and Melissa were both 19. They had known each other over all their school years, starting out as best friends. When they had hit their teenage years, eventually they had fallen in love with each other and had gotten together. It had been 3 years since then.

Troy watched as a cheesy smile spread onto his brothers face at the sound of his love's name. His stomach clenched. He wanted to do that again.

"Bro, when I'm with Melissa, I'm on top of the world. I can be myself, and she makes me happy. She's beautiful, the best girl I've ever known, and I know she's the one for me. She just… no words can explain. I love her."

Troy brought his knees up to his body and felt tears spring into his eyes. He was choked, but wasn't going to let it show. Even though his heart was slowly breaking.

"Why?" Jake asked curiously, seeing the pain in his brother's eyes.

Troy ran a hand through his caramel locks. "That's how I feel with Brie.", Troy mumbled quietly, but Jake heard.

Jake's eyes narrowed. "I don't see the problem."

Troy let out an exasperated breath. "Jake. That's how I used to feel with Gabriella."

Jake felt his eyes pop out his sockets, and he had no idea how to react. Since he had been introduced to Gabriella, he had taken her under his wing and she had been like a sister to him. To hear this, from his brother whom he thought loved Gabriella whole heartedly, was a shock.

"Troy…"

He shook his head. "Jake, you have no idea how this hurts. Now, every time I'm with her, I know I'm doing wrong. I'm still leading her to believe I love her, when only a small part of me does. I used to love Gabriella with all my heart, and I cannot figure out when it changed. But it has. I'm in love with someone else."

Troy lifted his head to meet his brothers gaze, and a single tear released from his eyelid. He felt his brother move around him and pat him solidly on the back, a brotherly gesture.

"You need to tell her Troy." Jake said, matter-of-factly.

Troy wiped the tears away with the pads of his thumbs. "I know, but it'll break her. She'll never forgive me. She'll hate herself, keep blaming herself when I'm the one to blame. I just… I want her to be happy. And she's told me I make her happy. But I want to be happy myself. And knowing I'm living a lie doesn't do that."

"Listen Troy,' Jake made Troy focus. 'What is better? Her thinking you're still in love with her when you're really not. And then when she finds out by herself, she beating herself up about it because you didn't tell her. Or you telling her, and she might respect you for being honest. Okay, she'll still get hurt. But isn't it better she knows the truth?"

Troy hated it when his brother was right.

"I get what you're saying." Troy whispered.

He felt Jake move from his position on the ground and soon his was standing tall over him. "Tell her Troy. She deserves to know."

And then his brother left him.

Troy faked a yawn, and he pretended to let his eyes flutter open. When his eyes were fully open, he found her staring at him, still sitting by the window. Gathering up the covers, he saw her turn away, to stare back at the window. Getting himself to his feet, he shuffled over to her, landing on the ground behind her, taking her in his arms gently.

"Why'd you leave the bed. I was cold."

He nibbled her ear gently as she answered. "Sorry, I couldn't sleep."

"It's okay." He kissed his way down her neck, reaching her collar bone, where he sucked her skin, After successfully leaving a purple mark, he trailer his lips back to her ear, before whispering, "Last night was… amazing."

He heard her sweet giggle. "It sure was."

He felt her scuttle closer to him, now sitting on his lap, burying her head into his chest, feeling his heart beat against her ear. She shivered.

"Are you cold?"

She nodded her head against his toned skin.

"Okay stand up."

Troy lifted her swiftly off the ground, letting her land on her feet. His fingers went to the corners of the sheet she was wearing and she lifted up her arms. The sheet fell gracefully to the ground, her naked form shining with the sweat of last night. God, she looked amazing. Why he couldn't love her, he didn't know. She let her arms drop, and she knew his eyes were lingering on her.

"Troy, this isn't helping." She added sarcastically.

He moved forward, taking her in his arms, his hands flowing down her body over every curve. Once they settled on her thighs, he lifted her up, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist, still covered in sheet. His fingertips drew invisible circles on the toned skin of her legs, while her lips lingered softly over her jaw. Her arms wrapped around his neck, bringing her closer, and Troy could feel their chests pressed closely together.

Finally, he took his sheet off him, and let his hands go off her body, although she kept herself up on him. Taking the sheet he wrapped it over each of their bodies. They became glued to one another. Sweat from both their bodies acted as friction to their forms, and they knew they would stay like that to morning. He let her lips grace over his body, even thought it was doing him no good.

Slowly, he backed them over to the bed. Lying them down, he wrapped one arm around her, and they went into the sleeping position. Gabriella's fingers slid over his lips.

"I love you." She muttered.

He gulped, before smiling. "I love you too."

And he felt a sharp pain in his chest.