Can't Stop Thinking About You

(Inspired by the song by Maroon 5)

Disclaimer: I do not own Maroon 5 or High School Musical. Sorry guys. If I did, Troy and Sharpay would be together. ;)

Troy POV

I sit in my almost every night. And every night I think about the same things. Basketball. Grades. Friends. All the usual things normal teenagers think about. But the one thing I think about every night (practically all night) is her. Everything about her clouds my mind, as I lay on my bed. I think about everything about her.

Her smile. No, not the one she fakes everyday in school (where it isn't even a smile, more like a smirk). Her real smile. The one where her nose scrunches up (in the cutest way) and you see her dimples (which she so desperately tries to hide). It's the one she gets when she hears her favorite song (I Just Can't Live A Lie by Carrie Underwood). Or when she realized she got the lead in the play. When her parents are home (which is twice a year). Or when we just sat in her room in complete silence, enjoying each others company.

Her hair. Her perfect blonde wavy hair. I think of the ways, I love it. Not in the flashy, curled to perfection primped and prepped way. The way when she just wakes up and it surrounds her hair like a halo. The way she puts it in a quick ponytail where her bangs lightly shape her face. Or the way it always smells like strawberries (even after she hits the gym).

Her lips. I think about the way they are when she just sits at home. She doesn't where the overly sparkly lip gloss (like at East High), she usually leaves them bare, except for the occasional chapstick (which usually tastes like strawberry).

Her body. The way it is always fit (she goes to the gym 3 days a week). The way her clothes always fit perfectly to her curves.

I think of all the memories we had together. When we used to talk all night on the phone about everything and nothing. When I used to hold her in my arms when I stayed the night. When she would just unexpectedly kiss me. When we would pass notes in Darbus' class (occasionally getting caught). When I would take her out on dates (either going to the beach or just hanging around the park). Or when we would lay in each other's arms and talk about the future.

I fall asleep every night with these thoughts running in my head. I dream about her night after night. I dream that we are still together and that she still wants me. I dream of our past and (my opinion of) our future. I slip into unconsciousness every night, to the reassuring lie that she still loves me.

No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to stop thinking about her. I try to distract myself with more basketball (and more girls). But even though, these things take up my mind it's never enough; she keeps popping into my mind every chance she gets (not that I mind much anymore). I look at my phone every night before I fall into unconsciousness waiting for that one call. That one call from her (it never comes). And I wonder just what can I do? (What can I do to get you back?)

I can't believe I was so selfish and conceited. Back then, I thought she would be with me for the rest of my life. I thought she would follow me throughout everything I did. I thought she was gonna go to U of A with me (not even considering she got accepted into NYU). I (now) realize all the mistakes I made. I thought we were going to be together for the rest of our lives. But she had dreams too (I just didn't consider it a possibility in our relationship). I wake up with my pillow in my arms underneath my body (after thinking we had a fun night of "wrestling"). Now because of my mistakes (my BIGGEST mistakes) I lost the one thing (correction: person) that I truly love.

What I would give to have her look in my direction. It is our last year at East High (and I try my hardest to get close to her again). And she doesn't even spare a glance at me. In class she pays perfect attention to the teachers or talks to Ryan, Kelsi, Gabriella, and Taylor (and even if she is desperate, Chad). If I could just have her attention for a few minutes, I would gladly give up my life (I would do anything for her). Every night I touch myself thinking it's her giving me pleasure. (And every night I know it's not). All my thoughts revolve around her (like they are tattooed there) and they will never leave (not that I want them too).

What do I have to do? (I would do anything, if I could just have Sharpay Evans back into my life).

okay i know i should be working on Attraction, but i heard this song and this idea popped into my head. I needed to write this so i wouldnt forget it. :)

please forgive my lack of updating for Attraction, i kinda lost what i was thinking about doing for Chapter 4. i swear im working on it now, though. It will be up in a few days(but it might not be good). Sorry :/

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