Midnight
A Troypay Story
CHAPTER 4- NOT SO WARM WELCOME
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"Jake isn't Amy's father, you are."
Sharpay opened her eyes. Troy was still there, but his face was a ghostly white. Nobody said anything. Amy started to cry.
"Er, I better see to her." said Sharpay, getting up.
"Wait, wait Sharpay. How, er, how?"
"Do you need reminding? I think we both know how."
"No, I mean, how do you... know?"
"Know what?"
"That I'm Amy's father." said Troy.
"Well, that's another confession I have to make." said Sharpay. "Back in December /January when I had Amy, and you were talking to me, I lied. Well I didn't completely lie... I just implied that Jake was Amy's father, and it's true that he ran away when I told him I was pregnant, but he didn't cut me off. I just couldn't face him. He didn't run away because he thought he was Amy's father, he ran away because he knew he wasn't Amy's father- which meant I'd cheated on him."
"But I still don't get how he knew he wasn't Amy's father..."
"Me and Jake never slept together. So therefore it was impossible."
"Oh. So, I'm a daddy..." said Troy "I'm a daddy!" To Sharpay's surprise he sprung up and lifted baby Amy high in the air and nuzzled her face. She immediately stopped crying.
"Heck, he took that well" thought Sharpay
Amy 's tiny hand squeezed Troy's thumb.
"She really loves you." said Sharpay. And so do I, she wanted to add, but didn't.
"Sharpay, you and Amy can definately stay with us, well, on one condition." said Troy.
"What?" Sharpay asked.
"You change Amy's name to Amy Bolton." he was half joking.
"No way."
"Amy Bolton-Evans?" asked Troy.
"Evans-Bolton." Sharpay bargained.
"Deal." said Troy. They shook hands.
"So, when do I move in?" asked Sharpay cheekily.
"When I talk to Gabriella..." Troy replied, nervous already, finally realizing the mess he was in.
Their pizza was served and they ate, pretty silently, with the odd bit of conversation. They paid the bill and got up to leave.
"Troy-" began Sharpay "Um, you found out you are the father of my 6 month old child, and you're shockingly cavalier."
"Well, it sounds strange. But I feel like, when I was with Amy, even before you told me, I just knew, in my heart, that she was mine. It was weird..."
"Sounds it." said Sharpay, as they left Pizza Hut.
"Well, bye then." said Troy. He kissed baby Amy on her head, and hugged Sharpay. "I'll tell you as soon as I've persuaded Gabby to let you stay"
"Unless she kills you first!" joked Sharpay.
"Hmm. Anyway, bye Shar, bye Amy." said Troy.
"Bye Troy." said Sharpay. I love you, she wanted to add, but she didn't.
"Troy!" called Sharpay. He rushed to the door. "Can you help me with our bags?" Troy looked at the mountain of big pink bags.
"This may take a while." he said.
"Hello Sharpay." Gabriella fake smiled.
"Hello Gabrielle." Sharpay smiled just as fakely.
"Gabriella. With a la."
"Yeah whatever" said Sharpay. "Can you hold Amy for a minute Gabrielle." Sharpay passed Amy to Gabriella and Amy started crying loudly.
"Ssh." said Gabriella, bobbing Amy up and down, trying to shut her up. She gasped as she saw Amy's face go green, and Gabriella got baby sick splashed all down her top.
"Oops, maybe I shouldn't have given her that pizza..." she took the baby from Gabriella and handed her to Troy, who took her upstairs.
"You fed your baby pizza?" asked Gabriella.
"Mmm. You got a problem with that?"
"She doesn't even have any teeth!"
"Well I only gave her teeny weeny pieces." snapped Sharpay.
"Teeny weeny pieces that are all over me!" said Gabriella.
"You'll get over it." said Sharpay. This pushed Gabriella off the edge. She rampaged towards Sharpay, and grabbed her by the wrist.
"Listen, Princess Prada. You may be staying in our guest room, but let's get this straight. This is my house, and Troy is my husband. And you can run around here and annoy me all you want. But the prize is always mine, every time. Plus, if you're even thinking of going after Troy, you can think again. Because maybe it's too difficult for that blissful blonde brain of yours to comprehend, but he loves me, not you, he never will and he never did, and if you can't understand that-"
"But he loves Amy too. More than you'd think." said Sharpay.
"What? What do you mean?"
"I mean, Amy is Troy's"