Arranged Marriage
Chapter 6
I was lying across the bed reading a book by one of my favorite authors, Meg Cabot, when suddenly someone flopped down on the bed next to me. I screamed and tossed the book in the air in surprise and it landed on the floor and I saw Troy's face pop up next to mine.
"Hey," he said grinning extremely wide.
"Holy crap Troy," I yelled. "You scared the shit out of me, don't ever do that again."
"I'm sorry," Troy said rolling over on his back and turning his head to look at me. "So what's up?"
I glared at him. "Well, I was trying to read a book, before you interrupting me by scaring me half to death."
"I've got something better to do," he said still staring at me as I turned to grab my book off the floor.
"What," I asked putting my bookmark back in the book and standing up to but it back in my bag.
"My parents called a while ago saying there's supposed to be a Luau tonight," he answered sitting up and watching me as I gathered some of the clothes that had wondered onto the floor (his mostly). "So I wanna go, how about you?"
I shrugged my shoulder as I tossed his clothes onto the bed at him. "I guess."
"Cool," he said moving the clothes off his lap. "But we have to catch the bus ride at 4 because it's kinda far."
"Ok, whatever," I replied going into the bathroom to change. I came out a few minutes later and Troy was sitting on the bed watching TV. I walked to the dresser to grab my cell and fix up my hair real quick while adding some makeup.
"So what do you think," I asked Troy, twirling around real quick. I stopped realizing he was still staring at the TV. "Troy hello?"
"Huh, what," he glanced up at me real quick and his mouth opened to say something, but he didn't say anything, he just stared.
"Um, I'll take that as you do like it?"
"Wow," Troy said. "You look great."
I laughed. "It's just a tank top and a jean shorts. I only asked if I look ok for a luau," I stated kinda confused.
"You always look great," Troy said. "It's just that….that really looks nice on you."
I smiled. "Well, um thanks. You ready to go its like 3:45."
"Sure, c'mon," he stood up and open the door leading me out. We got out side and we started toward the place where the bus would be picking us up.
"So are our parents coming?" I asked as we walked down the sidewalk.
"Uh, no they said that we should go together," he answered and from where I was standing he looked a little nervous.
"You ok," I asked.
"Yea, I'm fine," Troy replied. "Why do you ask?"
I smiled. "Well I haven't really heard any smart ass comments from you all day."
"Ok well, you're ass looks really nice in those shorts," he said, smirking at me.
I immediately hit his shoulder. "You idiot."
"What?" he asked me smiling. "I mean you said you hadn't heard any."
"So," I said as we approached the stop. "Checking out my ass huh?"
"Hell yea," he replied. "I mean who wouldn't. I mean definitely in the body department you've got every girl I've ever known beaten."
I smiled. "Any girl would take that as rude and slap you, but I'm gonna be nice."
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Troy and I were sitting at a table watching the dancers on stage in coconut bra's and grass skirts. Troy's eyes, I could see were practically bulging out of his head at seeing so many half naked women dancing in front of him.
"Enjoying the show?" I whispered in his ear as he turned to look at me.
"I am," he replied, smirking at me. "But I'd much rather enjoying it seeing you up there."
I giggled at his comment, thinking of it only as a 'guy thing'. "Whatever, so not gonna happen, so keep dreaming." I said stretching the word so.
"Aww, c'mon, why not," he asked, shooting me a million dollar smile.
I just laughed at him some more. "Never, Bolton. There is no way you are ever going to see me up there half-naked, doing a hula dance."
"Please," he said, putting on a puppy dog face.
"Nuh uh," I turned so I wasn't facing him. "Not gonna fall for that. No matter how many faces you pull or pleads you try, I'm not doing it."
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"Troy," I exclaimed after he had gotten one of the show coordinators to agree with getting me on stage and had given me a coconut bra and grass skirt. "I'm not going up there.
"You have to," he said pulling me up. "He's already agreed and plus you got the outfit. Just do it for me."
"Fine," I grumbled, heading into the bathroom and coming out minutes later. "Ok, do I look ok," I asked as waiting Troy, whose back was turned to me.
He turned around and looked me up and down. I can literally say that his jay dropped about 5 feet. "You……I….WOW. You look beautiful."
"Thanks," I said, walking past him. "You still want me to get up there?"
"Definitely," he said. "No doubt about it."
"I can't believe I'm doing this," I mumbled to myself making my way over to the stage.
This guy suddenly appeared in front of me. "So you're the young lady that wanted to try hula dancing, right?" he asked, checking something on his clip board.
"Um, yea," I answered felling extremely nervous. I was just starting to finally let myself fall for Troy Bolton and the things he could already get me to do.
"Good," he answered. "We'll fit you in now, just head over there and we'll have you on stage in a minute."
Before I knew it I was being pushed onstage and there were about 4 girls dancing beside me. The girl next to me just leaned over and whispered.
"Just follow our lead," she said as I started doing the exactly same thing her and the 3 other girls were doing. I looked out into the crowd and a certain blue eyes caught my attention and they were staring right at me. Even from my position on stage I could see the sparkle in Troy's eyes as he watched me. There was a smile on his face and he suddenly gave me thumbs up. God, I hope he knew what he did to me. He was the only guy that I ever did and most likely ever will do something like this for.
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We got back to the hotel late and I immediately took as shower. When I came out, Troy was sitting on the edge of the bed. I walked over and sat on the bed and he smiled and got up.
"I'll just get out of your way," he said, heading to the bathroom. "Goodnight."
As soon as the bathroom door was closed, I lay back onto the pillow and didn't bother to turn the light out as I knew I was probably going to be up for a while. I thought about our living arrangements in the room. It was actually really selfish of me to make Troy sleep on the couch and I was feeling guilty for it. Maybe it's because I was falling for him or maybe it was because I felt sorry for him, but I really wanted to make it up to him for making him sleep on the couch.
Troy came out the bathroom and noticed I was still up. "Night, Gabriella," he said heading towards the door.
"Um, Troy," I called out, sitting up. "Wait, there's something I need to talk to you about."
He turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. "What's up?"
"Well," I started. "I feel bad for making you sleep on the couch and I don't know: if it's killing your back maybe you can sleep in the bed."
Troy smiled at me and shook his head. "Nah, its ok Gabi. I don't mind the couch."
"Are you sure?" I asked. "Because it doesn't seem fair to you and plus I don't mind sharing."
"It'd be nice to sleep in an actually bed," Troy laughed. "But only if you're ok with it."
"I'm fine," I said, reaching over and pulling the covers back slightly and patting the spot next to me. "C'mon, before I change my mind."
Troy laughed and crawled into the bed next to me. "Sweet dreams, Gabriella."
I turned off the light on the night stand beside me. "Not too sweet Troy," I answered snuggling up on my side.
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About a half hour later, I shifted in the bed, not being able to sleep. I felt Troy move beside me and I knew he wasn't sleep either. "Troy, are you up."
"Yea," he answered, moving again. "Are you."
I turned to where I could see the outline of his figure. "What do you think?"
"Ok, stupid question," he said chuckling.
"Very stupid," I agreed.
I felt his presence closer to me and the light on the nightstand came on. He pulled his hand back from the lamp and laid back down, looking at me.
"So," he said smiling. "Hey."
"Hey," I giggled.
"I guess we're gonna talk since we can't sleep huh?" he asked, staring at me.
"Yea, I guess," I said looking back at him. "Stop staring at me, please."
"Why," he asked.
I sighed and shook my head. "It makes me feel self conscious to have people looking at me."
"Well," he said. "Get used to it because I can't help it."
I groaned and rolled my eyes. "Well, can you try to help yourself."
"I can't," he said, smirking at me. "It's just you're beautiful. Who can help but to stare."
I turned my head as I felt my cheeks turning red. "Please don't make me blush."
"I like it when you blush," Troy whispered, gently moving my chin so that I was looking him in the eye. I smiled a little and that was when Troy leaned in and planted a soft kiss on my lips. And instead of pulling back like he probably thought I was going to do, I kissed back, both of us lying there, lost in a passionate kiss.
A/n: YES FINALLY i finally got it out so ya i mean i worked hard may have been boring but i am extremely happy with the ending...so they kissed YAY anyway wat's gonna hap next will they be a couple(well DUH) but will gabi's secret get in the way hmm?? nd i promise that her side nd secret will be revealed very soon so i'm gonna work on LHIR b/c i really shudn't have started CHBW yet but itz way too much to handle so imma work on LHIR nd AM nd wen LHIR is done ill focus on AM nd CHBW but for now itz just my first 2 stories oo i saw the mummy 3 today it was good but i cant wait for sisterhood of the traveling pants 2 nd...wait for it HSM3 omg october jus cant come faster...wait YES IT CAN lol ok bac with stuff might not post tomorrow b/c i will have company so idk we'll see how that's goes ok enuff with long author's notes BYE mwuah love u guys REVIEW plz nd ty