Gabriella's eyes opened, she looked around and smiled when she looked beside her. Troy had his arm wrapped around her waist, and he was smiling. Gabriella giggled, kissing his lips which made him wake up. "What was that for?"
Gabriella giggled, "Cause last night was amazing." Troy chuckled, lifting up his head, "Everytime is amazing.. " he pecked her lips. She smiled, "Your such a great friend Troy." she whispered.
Troy smiles, hugging her tighter against him. Oh, he'd love to tell her how he felt about her...but...he doesn't want her to go away. His mother ran out on him when he was 5 because she didn't want a child to drag her down.
So, he stuffs his feelings for Gabriella down where only he can reach them, and any guy who flirts with her? Well, he just has to grin, bear it, and try not to punch their faces in.
Gabriella rolls ontop of him, and runs her hands up his chest. Troy holds her arms, running his fingers pass them. Gabriella smiles, and pecks his lips and getting off to get her bra and shirt. Troy sits up, pulling up his boxers and his jeans.
Gabriella pulls up her underwear and jeans and slips her shoes on. Troy wraps an arm around her waist, "You don't have to leave...you can stay."
Gabriella smiles, "I would love to stay but I have a date with Eric tonight..." she lets her hands rest on his chest, "I can come back here later tonight..if you want."
Stay. Stay. His innerself is screaming at her, and the devil in him wanting to taste Eric's blood and feel it on his skin, but instead he smiles and shakes his head. "No it's fine.."
Gabriella nods, looking at him. "Troy...are you sure you're okay?" "With what?" "F.W.B.?" No. He wants- desires -to be more than just friends with benefits with her, but..."I'm fine, anyway...be safe, Brie?"
Gabriella smiles, "I will. I promise. I'll see you at school tomorrow?" Troy nods. But before Gabriella could leave, he pulls her by the arm, pulling her back into his embrace, and crashes his lips onto hers. Gabriella smiles, and pulls away.
Troy breaths, "I mean it. If anything happens. call me and I'll come and get you." Gabriella nodded, "I promise.." she hugs him tightly pulling away and grabbing her bag, She looks back at him and smiles and walks out the door.
Troy watches her leave, and kicks the wall. and runs his hand through his hair, and closes his eyes. Why couldn't he just be with her? He wants her.
The next day at school, Troy was hanging by his locker with his best friend Shawn and were talking basketball. Troy was looking at him, then looked in the corner of his eyes, Then that caught his full attention.
Gabriella was laughing and giggling at her locker, talking to Eric. she was twirling her hair smiling. Eric smiled at her, putting a strain of hair behind her ear, and she laughed, and ruffled up his hair.
In Troy's Mind, This Is What Would Really Happen.
"Hey! Eric!" Troy yells, marching over to the pair, Eric looks up from Gabriella just in time to meet with Troy's fist and get knocked on the floor.
"Troy! What the hell?" Gabriella yells, he turns to her and smirks, grabbing her hips and pulling her toward him. "You're mine, Brie." Before she can speak, he crashes his lips onto hers and holds her close and then-
Reality Kicks In.
"Yo, Bolton..." Shawn says, snapping his fingers in front of his face. "Troy...earth to Troy-" "Huh?" Troy says, shaking his head, and looking at his friend. Shawn laughs, "dude...you have been...no doubt just ogling her- say something at least." "I can't." "And why not?" "Cause...what we have right now, it's good-and don't look at me like that."
Shawn shakes his head, looking Troy straight in the eye. "Troy, what you have is your having sex with the girl you've been crushing on since eighth grade. Now, as your friend, I advise you...go talk to her. Ask her out. Marry her. Have twelve kids." "Twelve?" "or twenty-" "Shawn!" "Just talk to her man."
Troy shakes his head, "I can't..I can't risk losing her.. I..It's just good what we have now." he slams his locker and walks down the hallways. When he gets into the classroom, he looks at Gabriella who was just now getting to the back, she smiled at him as she slipped into her seat.
He smiled back at her, slipping into the front seat. Troy looks back at her, and she giggles, and looks down at her notebook.
Troy smiles, leaning back in his seat, then recieves a text message. he flips his phone out, hiding it under his desk and books. 'Tonight?' -Gabi. xoxoxo.
Troy smiles, typing a fast message, but before he can hit send the teacher openly glares at him. "Mr Bolton," says Mr Fisher; his beady rat like eyes pointing hard over his horned rim glasses. "You have your phone out...perhaps you'd like to share what is it that you're doing on such a destracting tool to the educational system?"
Clearing his throat, Troy looks down for five seconds before he looks up at a smile. Saving the text to Gabriella before he has a chance to put his phone back to the screen, he clears his throat and stands up.
Reading an imaginary text "'Mr Fisher, we the staff at East High propose you keep your head focused on teaching and not the social lives of your students. Your nose is big enough.'" the students chuckle, giggle and laugh aloud, Mr Fisher blushes and he yanks Troy's phone away.
"Detention, Bolton." he says grimly, putting the young man's phone in the top locking drawer of his desk. "And your phone is to remain here in my desk until Friday."
Troy rolles his eyes, slipping back into his desk and looking back at Gabriella. She giggles and mouths, 'I'm sorry' he chuckled, 'It's okay' Gabriella smiles.
After 55 minutes, Class ends, Gabriella gets up and goes to leave out the door and Troy comes to her, and whispers in her ear, "And Tonight sounds perfect." Gabriella looks at him, "Perfect." she whispers back.
Troy smiles and Then Eric comes up wrapping an arm around Gabriella's waist, and kissing her cheek, "Hey Gabs, you ready to go." She smiles at him, "All Set." and The couple leave Troy standing.
Sighing, Troy shakes his head, gripping his books to his side in his fist and turning on his heel before his friend can come to him and bark at him for two things: congratulate him on getting the best of their teacher, and complain that he hadn't made a move on Gabriella.
He loves her, yes, but he doesn't want to lose what they have more than gaining what he wants them to be. Life is so fucking complicated.