Make You Feel My Love
Summary: This time it's Gabriela who cheats. And the consequences are so much bigger than just losing Troy. (Crossover between High School Musical and Twilight, but it's got a little twist. Give it a chance, especially Chapter Four)
Gabriela Montez was in a summer prep school for pre-Med students in Texas, majoring in Biology and Physics with the hope of starting Med school right after she finished undergrad. Studying day upon day with no end in sight was starting to wear her down and the three cups of coffee and Five Hour Energy drink left her feeling ready to crash into bed right now.
So, she was back to the grocery store to see what they sold to help her get at least another three hours in of studying before she crashed for the night.
When she walked into the store, the weather was nice outside, kind of summery but by the time she walked out thirty minutes later, it was pouring down heavily. Most people were running to their cars as Gabriela bumped into a guy waiting by the side of the grocery store exit.
"Sorry." She muttered as he looked up at her, his deep brown eyes being the first thing that captivated her.
Gabriela kept walking, finally getting to her crappy Kia Rio, and then taking forever to find her car keys. By the time she'd settled in, the parking lot was clear of life except that one guy who was standing there, getting soaked, even standing halfway under the store sign.
She shrugged, drove around, and looked back to see that the guy hadn't moved and was looking at her too. Gabriela knew that she was about to do something stupid, that she could end up chopped up into pieces in the trunk of her own car, but she drove back around and opened the passenger's side.
"Get in!" She yelled as the guy hopped in, she car instantly feeling the impact of his added weight. "Where to?"
"The nearest hotel."
Gabriela nodded. With the way this storm was worsening and the nearest hotel being about ten miles away, she had to go to plan B. "I go to University here for this summer. They have guest housing where you can stay and it's like ten blocks away. But … I could drive you twenty minutes into the storm for a regular hotel-"
"I wouldn't want to put you out." He responded. "Thanks for stopping by the way. I was waiting for the cab I called but I guess they turned around because of the weather."
"No problem."
He smiled genuinely, revealing that he was perfectly harmless and had gorgeous teeth. It made her feel comfortable and Gabriela smiled back.
"I'm relieved that you're not a killer or anything. You never know." She finished, halfway back to the school.
"So, what you studying … in school?"
"Oh. Biology and Physics. I'm pretty sure want to be a gynecologist."
"I didn't think anyone would willingly want to do that." He joked.
"It's not that bad and actually really interesting."
"So, what do you like about it?"
"I kinda like seeing how different … things that happen to a woman's body can affect her overall health. I'm really into preventative methods."
"Like contraceptives?" He wondered as Gabriela blushed.
"Yeah. I guess so. But I was thinking more along the lines of helping to prevent ovarian cancer." She looked away trying to ignore that the guy beside her was out-of-this-world hot. He was beautifully sculpted and he seemed to have a little humor, some brains … maybe? If she was single …. "So, are you in school?" Gabriela wondered, turning the conversation away from her.
"I'm … undecided."
"In university?"
"Sure." He answered back even though he was only sixteen years old and suffered from a case of human lycanthropy, which was the precise reason why he was in Texas instead of Forks, Washington, to get away and see the world.
"We're here. Can you get those? And try not to get them wet?" Gabriela wondered, pointing to four huge books that should've been called encyclopedias rather than required texts for pre-med students.
"No problem." He guy scooped up all of the books as if they weighed nothing, following her into the building. They walked to the front desk, still soaked from the water, but no one was there.
"They're closed. I forgot that they close early on Thursdays." She sighed. "So, here's what we'll do … I'll drop these off in my room and then take you to that hotel."
"Okay." He smiled at her, following Gabriela to her on campus housing and placing the books on her desk. "It looks like a museum in here."
"I like to keep all of this stuff on my wall so I don't forget, so I remember why I study every free second I get."
"So you're a genius then?"
"No." Gabriela smiled. "Just focused on what I want." She answered. "Umm … I can get something dry for you to wear on the ride back. Just give me a moment." Gabriela started rummaging through her clothing, trying to find something big enough to go over those biceps.
"Take these." She declared, noticing that he had a list in his hand. Oh no. "What are you doing?"
"Oh. I just added something to it … number 9. Have wild, crazy sex with an unsuspecting stranger."
"Give me that." She snatched it out of his hands, feeling exposed. Gabriela was pretty sure that by now he'd figured out that she was trying to make him one of the "things to do" on her list.
"What the hell is this?"
"A list of things to do before I die." She looked at it, her back to him. "My friend from high school said I don't do anything adventurous and she's completely right. So I made this list of crazy shit that I'd never do." Gabriela sighed. "No one was supposed to see it."
"I'm sorry."
"Here." She thrust the clothing at him, a pair of shorts from her ex-roommate's ex boyfriend and some XXXL shirt that had randomly ended up with her things.
"Cool." He started yanked of his shirt in one quick motion, beads of water just resting on his chest as though even they were in awe.
"What did you say you do?"
"I didn't."
"Are you like an athlete?"
The guy shrugged. "Sort of. I used to save people's lives, but I got out of it. A lot of stress and even when you try your best, some people just don't make it." He responded, thinking about Leah's dad and the heart attack.
"Wow." Gabriela uttered, subconsciously thinking that she'd better get this guy out quickly before the things that she was thinking about him started to manifest themselves. She never knew that lust could be this strong.
Shortly after, he tossed his wet shorts to the side and started to remove his underwear when Gabriela said, "Oh God."
"I'm sorry. I'm not … shy about things like that. Where's the bathroom?"
"No. You stay. I'll go change. I'll be right back." Gabriela answered, her eyes glued to the spot on his body where the end of the abs met the beginning of… even Troy didn't have lines that defined.
"Cool. I'll be done soon." He smiled, as she nearly melted onto him in that moment. Gabriela rushed back into the room, with the most unattractive thing on that she had in the closet—ratty gray sweat pants, a white tank top with a couple of stains that would not come out, and her hair piled onto the top of her head like a poodle. Or worse, Snookie.
"I've got an umbrella. Let's go." She announced, opening the door to see that the guy was still looking around at her stuff.
"You know, I can just call another cab from here. Not a big deal. Thanks for the dry clothes."
"No. I'll take you."
"You don't really want to drive in the storm, not with the way you were struggling…."
"I'm not too good with a stick shift." She admitted. "Look … I don't want you to leave." The words flew out of her mouth and she'd waited too long to add something else to the phrase. "So you can just … crash here." She offered. "I'll be up studying for like two more hours but you'll have to be gone in the morning."
"Can't you get in trouble for that? Don't dorms have rules?"
"Yeah. But I can cross you off the list." Gabriela responded, referring to number 10. Take in a complete stranger for the night. She had been saving that one for a homeless person, but this guy would do.
"Oh. You mean number nine?" He wondered. "How do you know that I'm okay with being used for sex like that?"
"I didn't mean-"
"Me staying here is more than enough. It doesn't have to go further than that, but if you want to…" His voice trailed off. He knew that he'd be sleeping with this girl for the wrong reasons, to forget about Reneesme, but secretly, he had been scoping her out the entire time.
She was petite, kind and with glowing olive, almost caramel skin, that he was craving right now. He knew that he had to keep his emotions under wraps, so that he wouldn't turn, but it was still difficult for him at times with such strong werewolf blood.
Not to mention that he was trapped in a teenage boy's body and every six seconds thoughts about this girl had been running through his mind.
"Okay." Gabriela chirped as though she could read everything he was thinking. "But it's just a test to see … if I should continue doing the other things on the list."
"An experiment." He nodded as she approached him timidly. "And if it gets to be too much, we can stop."
"Yes." She agreed. "And we'll use protection. Lots of it."
"Agreed." He pulled off his shirt eagerly as Gabriela boldly tried to kissed him. He bent down, towering over her to help her out a bit.
What they found was absolute bliss, electricity. Chemistry.
Gabriela moaned in relief, not getting to ask him all of the other questions that no one else ever asks a one-night-stand … namely how many people that he'd slept with and if he'd ever had unprotected sex before. The answers to those questions were simple, zero and never. Reneesme was still too young, which made the situation even more frustrating for him.
"I don't normally do this." She quantified, removing her tank top and wrapping her legs around his waist.
"I know. You have that list." He answered back with a smile, kissing her again. Every time he kissed her, he felt like he couldn't get enough. And the warmth of his skin against hers drove her crazy.
Pressed against the wall, they couldn't get enough. Even when it was over and the guilt should've sunken in, it didn't. Gabriela looked at him, still completely naked, unable to believe what had happened.
"I'm sorry … I shouldn't have…" He started to apologize instantly thinking that he'd done something wrong, that he'd done it wrong and this girl knew. She had to know. Someone as beautiful as she … it couldn't possibly be her first time too.
"Don't apologize." Gabriela stated, feeling unsatisfied again. "Can we just…" Her voice trailed off as Gabriela fell back into his arms, kissing him full of lust. The two of them didn't make it to her actual bed until nearly an hour later, when she was towering over him.
The heavy breathing, the anticipation was something that she'd never felt with Troy before and she loved him, she was sure, but this was something completely spectacular.
When they'd stopped for a breather, Gabriela looked up at the ceiling, never imagining that she'd ever be doing this with a guy that … she didn't even know anything about. Not even his name.
"I'm going to take a shower." She announced pulling a towel out of the closet, certain that this would help her get over the fact that she was a disgusting, evil person.
"I'll come with." He smiled, wrapping one around his waist and playfully chasing after Gabriela, shutting her door, catching up with her and carrying her, over his shoulder to the community bathroom. Gabriela laughed the entire way, playfully reaching until Jacob's towel was lost in the ruckus.
Gabriela stood in the cool shower, this random guy next to her panting just as heavily as she. She didn't know how long they'd been at it or even why she'd let it go this far. All that she knew was that she wanted it to happen all over again.
"Thank you." She whispered giving him a small kiss and trying to forget the sense of guilt that was already welling up inside of her. Troy.
"You're done with me already?" He joked again.
"No?" He pulled her closely from behind, kissing her neck as though they were more than mere acquaintances, as if they were actually in love. "Don't stop." Gabriela found herself repeating again until they were almost too exhausted to even look at each other.
The walk back to her room was done with anxiety, considering that Gabriela had a towel but she'd dropped his in the hallway, where it had mysteriously disappeared, right before he took off running to the bathroom. Where they'd made love too many times to count.
She jiggled the handle of her room door only to realize that she'd left the key inside and that the door automatically locked itself.
"So I'm stranded out here like this?" He asked.
"I can get you into another room but … I can't go to the RA like this. I could get in trouble."
Gabriela banged on the door of her insomniatic friend Gwen who rivaled the looks of Amerie, even with getting only five hours of sleep a day. "Need more coffee?"
"I need a place to crash … for two."
"Did you forget your key? And is Tro-"
Gabriela covered her mouth, forcing herself in as Gwen realized that the fine specimen behind her was not her high school sweetheart.
"Don't say anything. We take this to the grave."
"Who am I to judge?" She asked in a sing-songy voice, taking Gabriela aside and saying, "Have you seen his body?"
"Yes. And he's seen mine too." She tried not to blush.
"You'll give me the details later?"
"Every last one." Gabriela promised.
"You're lucky that I have the 3 roommate room, but I chased the other ones away." She announced so that he could hear, but he could hear everything the girls had been saying about him.
"Okay Gabi … I just have to say … how is that possible?"
"What do you mean?"
"You bringing some random guy into this place and him being built like that?"
"Good luck and good genes I guess."
"So are you exclusive?"
"I said I'd give you details later. He still right there, lying down."
"Girl, he's sleeping. So I can't wait until tomorrow … tell me now what happened, how you found him, and what was it like?" Gwen asked in excitement as Gabriela told her the entire truth with the guy still in the room "sleeping," but completely aware of everything that was being said.
"I've never experienced anything so amazing in my life…" She started to explain to Gwen.
(A/N: I love reviews and without them, this might just be a one-shot. -NL)