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Forbidden Dreams

Chapter 3.

"Troy, come out of your room!"

"No, leave me alone!" Troy argued, tossing his pillow against the door, "I don't wanna speak to anybody! I wanna stay here and die! If I can't be with Sharpay, then I don't wanna be here at all, so leave me alone!"

"Troy!"

"Leave me the fuck alone!" he yelled, angry tears cascading down his cheeks.

"You gotta come out of that room, Troy." His mother said, "Sharpay has been calling every two minutes since 6 o'clock this morning, you need to speak to her."

"What good can come out of that!?" Troy just said, his voice stern.

"Troy, she loves you…" a new voice chipped in.

Troy sat up in bed, studying the closed door carefully. That sounded an awful lot like…

"It's me! Gabby!" Gabriella yelled, banging on the door with closed fits, "I want to speak with you, Troy! You gotta let me in!?"

"What are you doing here!?" Troy snapped, slowly stepping out of his bed, trying not to make any noise. He didn't want them to know that he was on his way to the door, "Did Sharpay send you over here?"

"No!" Gabriella said, her voice serious, "Look, I knew what was happening, Ryan and I overheard the talk she had with her parents that night, Troy! It really isn't Sharpay's fault. She really loves you…"

"What happened anyway?" his mother questioned, "I… kinda got the feeling that you're broken up, am I right?"

"Yes!" Troy said, "And I don't want to talk about it! Can't she understand I love her!?"

"Let me in, Troy." Gabriella whispered, through the door, "Let me in so we can talk properly."

"No!"

"Do you want me to kick the door in?" Gabriella questioned, "I'm not violent, but I'll do it if I'm really angry! Open the damn door, Troy!"

"Fine!" Troy said. He quickly unlocked the door, and then threw himself back on his bed, where he turned on his side, looking into the wall. He didn't want them to see his tears, but they probably knew anyway. They weren't stupid. He could hear footsteps coming closer, and then he could feel the bed move, as if someone was sitting down on it. Then he felt a warm hand on his arm, and he knew Gabriella was there for him.

"It's okay to cry, Troy…" she whispered, "You need to get it out."

Troy turned around and buried his head in her lap, letting his tears fall once again, "It's so unfair!" he whimpered, "How can they do this to her – to us! Don't they know how much we love each other? She can't marry him, Gabby! She can't, she's gonna be unhappy forever!"

"I know, Troy, I know…" Gabriella sighed, awkwardly padding his head, "It is unfair… But it's not gonna help if you lie in here, doing nothing. Sharpay's gonna be crushed if she knows this, Troy… She wouldn't want to see you like this. Can you please get up, take a shower, and we'll talk about this? There's still time before Misja gets here. Over a month, Troy, you can still be with her for a month."

"But it hurts too much…" Troy whispered, looking up at her, "It hurts me, Gabriella. I can't look at her the same way anymore. She's not the same Sharpay, she's… she's different now. She doesn't belong to me. She belongs to him. Can't you understand that?"

"I can, Troy." Gabriella said, looking at him, love shining through her eyes. She didn't want to see him hurt. He's one of her best friends, and if she could, she'd make it all right for him in a heartbeat, but unfortunately, things aren't easy like that. "But I'm also trying to see the logic. Think Troy, after she marries Misja, it's really the end. If you want to say goodbye to her, and spend time with her, it's now you have to do it."

"And if you don't do it…" his mother chipped in, kneeling down next to the bed, stroking his chin, "Then I know you're gonna regret it Troy. I know you love her. I know that, and I know it's hard, but…Love is not easy, and if you need to make more memories before heading off the collage, then you need to do it now."

"But it's hard…" Troy whispered, staring right into his mother's brown pools, "It's so hard…"

"I know Troy," his mom said, "But life's not easy."

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"You do know you're not gonna be able to keep this up for long, don't you?" Zeke asked, crooking an eyebrow at her, "They're your parents, you have to speak to them Sharpay."

"No!" Sharpay said, her arms crossed, "I'm not talking to them, ever again. They did this to me, it's all their fault!"

"They did what they thought was best." Ryan said, taking his sister's hand, "Sharpay… You need to handle this in a mature way. You're 18 years old, you can't act like a baby."

"I can act like a baby when they treat my like a baby." Sharpay mumbled, pulling her hand out of Ryan's, "They go on and decide who I have to marry, Ry! If that's not treating me like a baby, then I don't know what is! Seriously, why don't they want me to be with Troy? They liked him so much when we first got together. They were all sweet to him, and everything!"

"Yes, but maybe they'd thought it'd be over by now." Zeke said, crawling onto the bed, where Sharpay was sitting, "I mean… You haven't exactly been known for keeping guys for a long time, right? So maybe they believed that they would just decide and it'd be easier that way."

"But I have, Troy!"

"I know," Zeke said, pulling her in for a hug, "I know, Sharpay, and I'm sorry, okay?"

"I know…" she whispered, pulling away from him, "I just can't believe this! Why doesn't he want to be with me until Misja gets here… why… We had Prom planned, and we were going to Hawaii!"

"You were!?" Ryan questioned, eyes wide.

"Yes!" Sharpay said, a small smile forming on her lips, "His parents invited me to tag along with them. Troy and I were gonna get a room together, it would be so much fun! I said yes yesterday when we were in the park, but after I told him… he got so mad and said we were over."

"Well…" Zeke said, trailing off a bit, "I would probably have done the same, Sharpay. I know how much Troy loves you. It had to have hurt him very much." He paused, by the look Sharpay was giving him, "I'm just sayin'!"

"Look," Ryan interrupted, handing her her pink cell phone, "Try calling him again."

"What's the point!?" Sharpay said, a hopeless look covering her features, "He's not answering anyway!"

"What's wrong with you, Sharpay!?" Ryan questioned, a confused look in his eyes, "This is not the sister I know. The Sharpay I call my sister, would never stand for this, she'd keep trying until she annoyed him so much, that he answered, what happened?"

"Troy happened."

"Call!" Zeke and Ryan demanded, their voices like one.

Sharpay gave them a hard stare, and grabbed her cell from Ryan's hand. She pressed Troy's number and placed the phone against her left ear, playing with a loose hem on her tube top. She didn't expect him to pick up, she'd been calling every 15 minutes since 6 o'clock where woke up, and he hadn't answered once. She's also tried his home phone, and spoken to his mom a few times (actually about a hundred!). Eeeeeeembarrassing!

She was surprised then, when someone picked up, but her hope sank, because it was Gabriella's voice, which came through the phone, "Hi Shar!" she said, a sigh in her voice.

"What are you doing, Gabby?" Sharpay asked, biting her lip. "Where's Troy, is he okay?"

"He's… right here." Gabriella said, sounding weird, "But I'm not gonna answer the other question."

"Let me talk to him!" Sharpay demanded, almost yelling into the phone.

"She wants to talk to you." she heard Gabriella say, and then some hushed talking in the background, which she knew must be Troy telling her he didn't want to talk, "He's… busy." Gabriella then said.

"I heard you, Gabby." Sharpay mumbled, "But thanks for trying, anyway. Can't you just say…" she breathed out, and then in again, calming herself, "…that I don't want to lose him. And that I love him. Please?"

"I'll see what I can do." Gabriella just replied, and then she hung up, leaving Sharpay confused, alone and hurt. This really couldn't be happening!

She turned to look at Zeke and Ryan, a sad look in her eyes, she was getting ready for the tears to fall again, "He hates me…" she whispered, reaching out for Zeke to get a hug, which he gladly gave her, "I can't believe it… He really hates me."

"We'll leave you alone for a minute." Zeke whispered into her hair, softly pushing her into the bed. Ryan covered her with her duvet, and the two boys turned for the door. Ryan couldn't believe what he was seeing. It wasn't his sister. His sister was always happy and cheery, and ready to make everyone feel awkward. His sister wasn't… broken.

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Sharpay hugged her pillow closer, taking in the cold of it, pressed against her chest. She needed comfort, but only one person could give her the comfort she ached for, and he didn't want to speak to her. How would she ever survive, if she couldn't speak to him, ever again? She knew she was marrying Misja, but that wouldn't stop her from being friends with Troy… They could still hang out… If Troy wanted to.

She remembered one of those times they'd had an argument. She hated when they had one, because she couldn't stand being mad at him, but… arguments were something that every couple had to live with. She'd come to learn that after actually dating a guy long enough to experience that part of a relationship.

He had been angry at her, for once it wasn't her who got mad at him for… forgetting a date, embarrassing her in front of other people, losing his shorts in the middle of a basketball game (phew, not a memory to relive. For… other people, that is), or maybe… Just being him. That could make her pretty angry too sometimes.

But one time, she had done something to him, which had made him furious. She never meant to hurt him, and it was an honest mistake. It was Zeke's fault too! Last year, she and Troy had both gotten parts in the play. Gabriella and Ryan had the leads, and Troy and Sharpay were both each a minor character, but they both had story-lines. They had one together, as a romantic couple, but Sharpay was the evil one, and she had an affair with Gabriella's character's brother.

Who was portrayed by Zeke.

They had gotten together, to rehearse the scenes they had together, one time when Troy was busy with basketball practise, and they had been working in Sharpay's room, enjoying cookies and milk too. They had a big kiss, and Sharpay had never really thought of Troy as the jealous kind of guy, but as he walked right in, when Sharpay told Zeke she loved him, and he dived in for a kiss, he suddenly got very, very jealous.

Zeke and Sharpay had broken the kiss immediately, but Troy had seen enough. He had a hurt look on his face, as he turned on his heel, and before Sharpay could stop him, he was in his car, and even though she tried calling him all the rest of that day, he wouldn't pick up once.

The next day at school, he completely ignored her. It was the silent treatment, and Sharpay was weirded out, because guys usually didn't act that way. It was a girly thing. But Troy did, and that made her love him even more, even though he kinda hated her right then. She then decided to give him time and space, and… hope for the best.

However, when she couldn't take it anymore, him being so awfully mad at her, she decided to pay him a visit. A good reason was wanting to make up, but… also, her needs were killing her…

…Sharpay knocked on the door, tripping. Her high heels were killing her after having walked to Troy's house, but she hadn't wanted to take the car, she felt so stupid doing it, when a walk was healthy and would be good exercise.

She thought she'd waiting long enough, and finally the door opened, revealing Mrs. Bolton, "Oh hi, Sharpay!" she smiled, pulling the young girl in for a hug, "It's been some time since you came here. We've missed you, come on in!"

Sharpay stepped in to house, glad that Troy hadn't told his parents about the whole Zeke incident. She didn't want to disappoint them, or hurt them. She really liked them, and they seemed to care for her too. She shot Mrs. Bolton another smile and said; "Yeah, I know, I've been busy. Is Troy upstairs?"

"Yes." Mrs. Bolton smiled, "You know where it is, honey."

"Great." Sharpay said, shooting her one last smile, before heading up the stairs, going for Troy's room. She paused by the door, which was closed. She could hear music coming through it, and he was playing pretty loud. She knocked on the door, just as a new loud song started playing. He couldn't hear her knock though, so she pressed the knob down, and was pleased to see the door wasn't locked.

She stepped inside, and found him on the bed, reading a school book. He had his back half against her, and therefore hadn't seen her coming. She took a few steps towards the bed, trying not to make any noise, though he probably wouldn't be able to hear, because of the music.

She quietly stood behind him, and snuck her fingers around his head, covering his eyes. He froze immediately, probably from shock, but he soon realized it was her, because he moved her hands away from his eyes, and turned around to look at her, still with her hands in his. He shot her a stiff smile, and she could tell he still was mad at her.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, turning around fully, to take in her appearance. She looked REALLY good. He could tell she'd dressed up for him, and if he was right, she had some very slutty lingerie on underneath her already short mini skirt. So, she'd dressed up like that, that meant she was very keen about the idea of making up. Well, he wasn't gonna forgive her for that kiss! It hurt him.

"Troy, before you blow up, let me explain…" she begun, but he cut her off immediately:

"No, Sharpay!" Troy said, standing up to look a bit more intimidating, "I don't wanna hear it! You kissed him! You kissed another guy, how could you do that to me? You promised you'd never hurt me, and that you'd never cheat on me. Where did all those promises go, down the drain?"

"If you could shut up for a second, you'd realize what I've been wanting to tell you since you saw it!" Sharpay said, tears streaming down her pale cheeks, "Please, Troy!"

She looked so fragile and hurt. She really did look like she meant what she was saying, Troy noticed, "What, Shar…" he whispered, calming down. He hated seeing her hurt, even though she hurt him too, "What? Tell me then? I want to know…" he continued, turning the volume on the stereo down.

"I kissed Zeke!" Sharpay admitted, "But it wasn't like that! We were rehearsing for the play!" she said, talking very clearly, "He has the role as Claude, remember? I'm kissing him in the play, we were running lines!"

"Really?" Troy asked, and she saw a flash of hope and happiness shining through right there.

"Yes!" Sharpay said, stepping closer to him. She took his hands in hers, kissing the left one lightly, "I love you, Troy. Don't doubt that. I'd never purposely hurt you. You have to believe me. I love you, I'm not a cheater…" she paused, by the look Troy was giving her, "…on you!" she finished, shooting him a Hollywood-smile.

"I don't really know if I should believe you…" Troy trailed off, "But it does make sense. I'm sorry I doubted your love for me, Sharpay. Can you forgive me?"

"Yes!" Sharpay said, a smile appearing on her face, and this time it was real and full of love. She stepped closer, and leaned in, giving him a light peck on the lips. But as she was to pull back, Troy put his arms around her neck, keeping her head in place, their lips linked together.

After a few seconds, they pulled apart for air, breathing hard.

"God, I've missed you…" Troy breathed, placing his forehead against hers, locking their eyes.

"I've missed you too." She smiled, "5 days is too long…"

"Yes," Troy said, nodding eagerly, "I've finally come to realize what you always talked about, right when we started that whole deal. You know, about needs."

Sharpay giggled slightly, "Well, we're gonna have to take care of that, wont we? I can't let my man down, that's pathetic."

Troy laughed, and then he leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss, once again. She smiled against his face, he could feel it, and he quickly moved his hands to her waist, hugging her even closer. She snuck her arms around his neck, leaning in closer too. When she shifted all her weight onto him, he fell backwards, but luckily enough, his bed was right behind them. He landed there, Sharpay on top of him.

He let her explore his lips, just kissing her back as eagerly. Then he turned them around, wanting him to be on top. He had his hands underneath her top, rubbing her stomach gently. He moved them upwards, wanting to explore her undergarments, to see if his suspicions about slutty underwear were true. They were, he realized, a great deal true.

He let his hands move out from her shirt, and started tugging at it instead. She got the hint, and lifted her upper back, to let him take it totally off. He flung it across the room, letting it land on the floor. He was glad that his music was playing, because otherwise they wouldn't have been able to do this, with his mom downstairs. He prayed she wouldn't hear them now, even though she probably figured what they were doing.

Sharpay was tugging at his shorts. He let her pull them off, along with his boxers too. He leaned down and kissed her gently on the stomach, and moved upwards, towards the valley between her breasts. He'd always loved to dig down there, because it was one of her weak spots, and the view was quite alright with him. He lifted his head once in awhile, coming up for air, but then he couldn't take it anymore. He had to take that bra off her, and he had to do it now! He moved his hands onto her back, and she got the hint, once again, and lifted herself up slightly, letting him slide it off.

She leaned back again after, resting her head on the soft mattress. She shivered slightly, when his mouth covered her left breast, while the other was being tormented by his fingers. She let out a short gasp, her eyes popping open. Troy let out a chuckle, and she shot him a glare. Then she pulled his head towards her mouth, pressing her tongue through his lips, letting it fight with his. While she did that, she managed to rid him of his shirt too, leaving him completely naked on top of her.

He let his hands wander down her body, and to her mini skirt, pulling it down from her body, where he realized, that she was wearing nothing underneath, which made him that more excited. Just the thought of her walking all the way from her house to his, with nothing on down there, was very thrilling. He pulled his lips away from hers, and moved down, softly kissing her thighs, and all around her centre, knowing how much she was hating it, and how much he was teasing her.

He then looked up at her, asking her for permission to take it further, though he knew she didn't mind. She shot him a cocky smile, but turned them over, straddling him.

"This time…" she mumbled, planting a kiss on his bronze chest, while her hands were firmly sitting at his side, "I'm on top."

So flashbacks are mainly the way to give you kinky stuff for now ;p I couple of my friends asked me if it was gonna be just as the first one, with y'know, slutty Sharpay and such, and I promised it. So the flashbacks will be it for now, but just for now… Later, there'll be some naughty, naughty for real, and not just memories ;o I hope you liked this chapter though, and please do tell me if it gets too graphic. But also, if you don't like to read it, you can just skip it, the sex isn't important for the story, y'know?

Tootles, Stessa xoxoxo