Crazy Beautiful

When Gabriella moved to Miami it was safe to say that her parents weren't exactly all for it. Yes, they had accepted the fact that their daughter was no longer going to Stanford, but choosing to pursue a modeling career instead. However, if it had been their decision, she would be sticking with her original plan.

In the past year, that had changed. Surprisingly enough, they now believed that their daughter was right to go to Miami. They had always known their daughter was beautiful, and they told her all the time. So it saddened them when every time they did, she would just tell them that they were only saying that because they were her parents. That they were only saying it because they felt like they had to. She finally was confident in herself. Their daughter had broken out of her shell, had made close friends, and was finally living life to the fullest. Therefore, they couldn't help but be happy.

So they encouraged it. That was until Gabriella told her father that her newest job was for a new underwear line.

"Come on Dad, I model swimsuits all the time, it is practically the same thing. I tried on the stuff today. It's very tasteful," Gabriella defended, getting a little annoyed.

"I don't care! What kind of father would I be if I told my daughter that I was okay with her prancing around in lingerie!" Gabriella rolled her eyes and turned to Troy.

"Will you please talk to him?" Troy chuckled before taking the phone from her.

"Hey Greg it is Troy."

"How could you possibly be okay with this?!"

"Look, I understand why you are upset. But do you really think I would be letting her do this if I thought they would degrade and take advantage of her? I'm doing it with her, so I will be there to make sure that nothing that would put Gabriella in a bad light happens. Do you trust me?" Greg sighed, thinking about the sincerity in the model's blue-eyes when he had told him that he had nothing to worry about.

It was the first time Greg and Maria had seen their daughter since she had moved. They were spending a week there and it had been going better than they had expected. It had definitely helped the situation, for Greg and Maria now officially approved of Gabriella's new lifestyle.

One of Gabriella's newfound obsessions, was shopping, therefore she, Maria, and Sharpay had decided to all go one afternoon. Saving Greg from what Troy knew would be absolute torture, he offered to take him to a Miami Heat game. Greg immediately accepted.

"So how do you like Miami so far?" Troy asked as they made their way to the game.

"It's great. Different, but great. I can see why Gabriella loves it so much. Plus, I get the modeling thing a little more now."

"Yeah, she told me you weren't to happy when she told you that she wanted to come here."

"That's for sure. I think now it's more about her being in this big crazy city. I worry about her."

"I'm sure you do, and I completely understand why. My parents were the same way. But I promise you that there isn't much to worry about. Everyone in the house takes care of each other, and I care about your daughter very much. You can trust me when I say that I'm not going to let anything bad happen to her." Greg turned to Troy, immediately noticing how serious he was. He couldn't help but smile.

"Okay."

"You promise that if they start photographing her in a way that makes her look like a slut, you will step in?" Greg asked, still a little weary of the situation.

"Of course."

"Okay, well I guess that's okay then. I have to go, but tell Gabi that I'll talk to her later."

"Will do. Talk to you later."

"Bye Troy."

"Bye." Troy hung up the phone and turned to Gabriella with a smile on his face. He didn't even need to tell her what her father had said, she immediately knew.

"Thank you," she smiled.

"You're welcome," he replied, handing her the phone back.

"I swear to god sometimes I think he loves you more than me."

"This coming from the person who talks to my mother more than I do."

"Touche," she replied before walking up to him and wrapping her arms around his neck. He looked her up and down suggestively, curious as to why she was currently displaying this kind of affection. Not that he had any problem with it. "So, no one else is home and we haven't celebrated our new jobs yet…"

Nothing else needed to be said. He smiled widely before picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist. She giggled as he immediately began to walk her over to his bedroom. She placed her mouth to his ear, and bit his lobe gently, making him groan in pleasure.

"Are you excited to do the shoot with me? To spend an entire day with me when I am only in lingerie?" She whispered seductively. Blood rushed to his core at the thought, and he couldn't even respond. All he could do was nod, even though excited didn't even begin to describe his feelings about the events that would take place at the shoot.

Elise spun around in the chair behind her desk, chewing on her pen, deep in thought. Troy and Gabriella's wardrobe fitting had occurred just hours prior and it had gone exceptionally well. They both looked amazing in her line, and had displayed the same kind of chemistry they had at the party. Which is what she was curious about.

"Rebecca!" She called out and few moments later one of her young designers walked.

"Hey Elise, do you need something?"

"No but I have a question."

"Okay," she replied sitting down at the chair on the other side of the desk.

"You are a part of the young Miami scene. What do you know about Troy and Gabriella?"

"Well from what people say they are like best friends who are sleeping together. I see them making out at clubs all the time. They apparently hook up with other people on occasion, but I hear they call each other their number 1. I hear that if someone is hitting on Gabriella and Troy is there he will automatically put an end to it. Elite tries to downplay the relationship but everyone knows about it." Elise pondered her employee's response for a moment, actually surprised. She had expected that they were a couple.

"So they aren't boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Nope. They are like friends with benefits."

"Huh. Interesting."

Troy walked into the condominium in awe. Yes, theirs was nice, but it didn't even compare to the one that he and Gabriella would be doing the photo shoot in. Well then again, how could it? It was the penthouse of one of South Beach's most luxurious towers.

"You must be Troy!" Troy snapped out of his thoughts to see a young woman with a clipboard walking towards him. "If you could just follow me to hair and make up..." Troy just nodded, not reacting to her rushed demeanor. It wasn't unusual to see people like this at photo shoots. He followed her into a massive bathroom that had been transformed into the hair and make up room. He smiled when he saw Gabriella in the chair with a hair stylist and make up artist both finishing her up. She smiled back hen she saw through the mirror that he had arrived.

"Hey sweetie," he greeted, kissing the side of her head.

"Hey."

"Don't you look beautiful." She blushed and giggled. They had put extensions in her hair to give it even more volume and had teased it like crazy. To compliment the pastel lingerie she would be wearing, her make up was very soft and natural, just how he liked it.

"Thank you." After exchanging pleasantries with the hair stylist and make up artists, he took a seat in the chair next to her. The hair stylist moved behind him and ran her hands through his hair.

"So I've been instructed to give you a bedhead, disheveled look." Troy smiled, and gave a slight amused glance to Gabriella. That was her favorite look on him and he knew it turned her on to the point where he was convinced that it was the only reason she liked morning sex so much. She obviously noticed this and glared at him in response.

"Sounds perfect," he smirked and Gabriella just rolled her eyes.

"Ok Troy why don't you lay down," Rick, the photographer directed. He nodded before lying down on the four-post bed that was on the balcony of the penthouse, so there would be a view of the Atlantic Ocean in the shot. "And Gabriella If you could just start off by straddling him." Troy smiled widely and she shook her head, before doing as told.

"Try not to get a hard on," she mumbled teasingly so only he could hear.

"Well it's a good thing you fucked me like you did this morning or else we'd have a problem," he retorted, making her cheeks flush. But before she could make a flirtatious and teasing comeback, Rick spoke up again.

"Perfect. We're gonna start off with more of a playful theme, Gabriella why don't you grab one of the pillows and maybe hit him with it. And Troy, try to fight back a little bit, but Gabriella is the one in charge." Gabriella smiled widely and Troy turned to Rick.

"You just made her fucking day." He and Gabriella just laughed.

"Ok let's get going." Gabriella immediately began to swat Troy with the pillow, but made sure her body was somewhat turned to the camera so you could still see the bra. They were both laughing as Troy tried to fight her off by trying to grab her hands. Everybody watched in amazement as the two slipped into their own little world and began two practically wrestle with one another. They never stopped laughing and smiling, which made the playful theme come across perfectly. After the roll was finished, both of them changed, Gabriella now in white lingerie, and Troy in black boxer briefs, for they were now going to take black and white photos.

"Ok, things are gonna get a little more intimate now," Rick informed them as they climbed back onto the bed. Both Gabriella and Troy just nodded and tried not to smile, for they had to be professional. "Troy I want you to look at Gabriella like she's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen. Can you do that for me?" Troy looked at Gabriella and smiled.

"Definitely." A slight blush appeared on her cheeks.

"Perfect."

Meanwhile, Elise and a few others were behind a computer screen, looking at the pictures that Rick had just taken. In every one they were either on top of each other or wrapped in one another's arms and Troy was looking at her like he was madly in love with her. Elise turned to Rebecca.

"Are you sure they aren't a couple?"

"Yep."

Gabriella groaned, leaning into Troy. They had just arrived back at the condo and it was safe to say they were absolutely exhausted. The photo shoot had lasted about 8 hours, for they had to do individual shots, as well as two more sets of shots with each other, each one in a different outfit. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed the top of her head.

"I know sweetie, I'm tired too." Finally the elevator landed on their floor and Gabriella let out a massive sigh of relief. They made their way to the apartment, then directly to Troy's room. Nothing needed to be said. They both just took off their clothes, Troy now wearing just his boxers and Gabriella just her underwear, considering bras were very uncomfortable to sleep in, before getting into bed. They instantly cuddled up to one another and Troy pecked her lips lightly.

"What was that for?" she asked in a tired tone, not opening her eyes.

"It was a good day. We make a good team." She couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah. We do."

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