Stay The Night.

Chapter Three.

Then Troy asked if I wanted to go for a walk in the snow to show him around the neighbourhood, Of course I obliged. How could I not?

I told him to wait for a few minutes while I just prepared myself to brave the wintry conditions. Rushing up to my room, taking the stairs two at a time I quickly put on a few extra pairs of jogging bottoms and my thick, winter coat, hat, scarf, gloves and snow boots, All matching and pink of course, Before rushing back down the stairs just a little bit too quickly in my heavy boots. I managed to catch my left on the right and ended rolling from the top of the stairs to the bottom, causing a loud crash to sound through the house. Troy was obviously alarmed and came to my rescue, finding me in a crumpled up pink heap on the floor. He helped me up and into the kitchen where Troy made me sit so he could check that I wasn't seriously injured, apart from one black eye I thought I escaped pretty well.

We started out for our walk together, going down the road towards some nearby walking trails that admittedly for as long as I've lived in this town, which is for all of my 16 years, I have never even attempted one of them but today seemed different. I wanted to just be alone with Troy, I didn't want anyone else to recognise him as the International Superstar that he is and take his concentration away from me. This was my time.

Thankfully, Because of the ice it was quite slippery along the untouched trails. 'How is that good' you maybe asking yourself, But because of my lack of balance as Troy discovered earlier with the stairs and black eye incident that he offered me his arm to steady myself. We stayed in comfortable conversation with each other, Not once was there an awkward pause or silence between us. We just carried on asking each other questions about ourselves and finding topics of interest that we both shared, although I did know most things about Troy already from my many years of being his number one supporter.

We walked for an hour or so with no real aim or worry of where we were going or where we would end up, As long as we were together. Eventually we came out onto a huge clearing that dipped down. A lake was prize place in the middle of the basin, completely frozen over just as an emphasis of how cold it actually was. We stopped for a little while, admiring the view together just in complete awe. I couldn't believe that for all these years I had never come across this beautiful place.

We decided to turn back, both of us were frozen but I still couldn't resist to throw a cheeky snowball in Troy's direction that hit him straight in the chest.

"Hey, What was that for?" Troy questioned with a hurt look on his face.

"I thought you deserved it"

"I did not deserve that! But you definitely deserve this"

As Troy said that he grabbed me around the waist and rugby tackled me to the floor, Picking up a handful of snow on the way and sprinkling it across my bare neck and exposed face which I wasn't too happy about. Pushing him back I managed to force him to lie on the floor while I grabbed my own handful of snow and shoved it down his t shirt, causing Troy to wriggle around giggling like a young school girl.

I smirked at his reaction "That's what you get when you mess with an Evans"

"Okay, Okay remind me never to mess with you again"

"Here, do you want a hand up?" I offered, with an out stretched hand to Troy that was still lying on the snow covered ground. He took hold of my hand and I hauled him up to his feet, Troy towered over me as he stood directly in front me. We started at each other for a while before something clicked, He leant down and gently kissed my cold, chapped lips. I was lost in bewilderment for a little while, before realising what had just happened.

"We should be getting back" I smiled in his direction

"Okay, Lets go"

We retraced our steps back along the trail in silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable. We were just revelling in each others company and remembering these moments…Well I was. As I was fantasizing about where that kiss could of lead Troy reached down and took hold of my hand, entangling our fingers into one. All of my dreams had come true, Okay only the clean dreams had come true so far but I wasn't going to hold back if it got to that.

After spending all day together Troy and I felt a lot more comfortable around each other, I had almost completely forgotten that he was 'Troy Bolton: The Superstar' rather than just 'Troy Bolton: The boy I love'.

As we entered into the warm kitchen from the freezing outside I expected to be able to smell the usual scent of lasagne that my Mother always seemed to favour to cook for guests but I couldn't. It was 6pm which for us was family dinner time, but no food was being cooked? I greeted Mom on our way past, she turned to look at both Me and Troy, We must of looked a mess because she didn't even ask to where we had been.

"There you two are! Were all going out for dinner tonight" Mom told us matter-of-factly

"But I thought the car was snowed in and we couldn't get out of town?"

"The snow has melted throughout the day, meaning we can get the car out and were not going to leave town, we will only drive up the road. Now go get ready."

We both trudged up the stairs, I was panicking as to what to wear.

"I'll meet you out here in 15 minutes okay, Troy?"

"Sounds like a plan"

I rushed into my room, closing the door quickly after me. I had a lot of work to do to make myself look acceptable for dining with a superstar. My make up took no more than 5 minutes to put on, Just the basic eye liner and mascara as usual. I decided to experiment with a different hairstyle and opted for a messy bun, the hardest part was deciding on an outfit. After a lot of deliberation I chose a black skirt and a dark purple top with deep purple heels, I took way over 15 minutes to get ready but it was worth it just to see Troy's face as I walked out of my room.

"Do I look okay?"

"Sharpay, You look fantastic….more than fantastic, beautiful. The most beautiful person I have ever seen"

"Thank you, You don't brush up too bad yourself"

Of course, That was a major understatement. He looked perfect in every way, In a tight white t shirt with a black blazer over the top, black trousers and dirty white converse. I had to try and stop myself from drooling all over the carpet.

"Shall we go then?"

"After you, My beautiful Sharpay"

As Troy muttered those words, I melted. How was I supposed to focus on my meal tonight with him next to me? When all I wanted was to rip his incredibly tight clothing right off his body? I needed to control my hormones.