Chapter five

disclamier-I don't own anything...big shocker,huh?

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Previously...

Troy couldn't take it anymore, he had to tell her. To kiss her, something. This was killing him, and he didn't know how much longer he could last. He had tried to deny the feelings, push them aside, and tell himself otherwise, but he couldn't keep lieing to himself. He loved her. He didn't care if it was wrong. He loved her, and there was nothing that could change that. "Sharpay...I have something I really need to tell you."

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"Yeah?" She asked, looking up to him.

"Um..well...this really isn't easy to say, but..." He said nervously, really not knowing how he was suppose to do this.

"Troy, Sharpay!" Ryan called walking over to them.

Troy suddenly became annoyed and releaved at the same time. He had finally gotten the courage to tell her, but also was glad he didn't have to tell her. "Yeah?" Troy asked, with slight annoyance in his voice. Ryan and Sharpay both took notice of that. Ryan shook it off, he was used to ruining the moment.

"Sorry, but mom and Jack want us to make rounds, you know, say hi to people and stuff." He shrugged casually.

"Yeah, we're on it." Sharpay said pulling Troy by the arm away from Ryan. Troy looked behind him to find Ryan smirking. He gave him a look and kept walking with Sharpay.

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After about an hour of mingling with boring older men and their wives, who just complimented Sharpay on how beautiful she looked and how handsome Troy was. Then they had desided to leave, which Troy, Sharpay, and Ryan were all happy about. At first Troy kept sending Ryan glares for interruption earlier, but soon he got over it and desided it was better to not tell her. Troy wasn't mad anymore, and him and Ryan were laughing in the backseat, telling jokes like normal. Sharpay seemed happy about this beacuse she didn't know if they had been fighting or what was going on. She just felt like they had been keeping something from her.

Once they reached home they all desided to go to bed. Well Ryan and Sharpay went to bed, but Troy just layed there thinking of earlier. How was he suppose to live like this. Keeping the huge secret from everyone, lieing every moment, trying to fool everyone including himself the he wasn't in love with his step-sister. It was wrong, and he knew it was. He just couldn't stop thinking of her, wishing he was with her. There was nothing he wanted more than to just be with her. He wasn't suppose to feel this way, but why did he? It sometimes seemed so unfair.

"Troy? You awake?" Sharpay asked gently, slowly opening his door. She peered in to see Troy looking at the ceiling, deep in thought. she came in and closed the door behind her.

"Hey." He said distracted. He kept starring at the ceiling, not looking at her. With everything that had been running through his mind, he wasn't sure he could.

"You okay?" She asked laying nxt to him on the bed.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said, still not looking away from the ceiling.

"You don't exactly seem fine." She said with a worried voice. Troy knew that she really cared. Troy also knew that Sharpay loved him, just not in the same way he loved her.

"I'm just thinking." He said, finally looking over to her. This time she was looking at the ceiling.

"About?" She asked, looking over to him.

"College and stuff." He shrugged as he lied.

"I thought you had all that figured out."

"Me too, but I'm a...having second thoughts." He shrugged. Trying to believe he was talking about college and not her.

"Well I hope it's not too far away." She said honestly. She knew Ryan was going out of state to college and she was happy when she heard Troy was staying here, but if he moved far away she'd basically be alone.

"I don't know." He shrugged.

"Well I don't want you to move away. I'll miss you too much." She smiled over to him. He gave a weak smile and looked back to ceiling.

"I'll miss you too." He whispered.

"Troy, you sure you're alright?" She asked, worried.

"It's nothing. I'll be okay."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, thanks." He gave her the biggest smile he could manage.

"So uh...what did you want to tell me earlier?" She asked akwardly, not sure if she should bring it up.

"Nothing. It doesn't matter now." He said with a little bitterness in his voice.

"Oh come one, you can tell me." She urged him, really wanting to know what was bothering him.

"Really it's nothing." He lied, avoiding making eyes contact with her.

"Well you said it was important." She said, leaning back against Troy's pillow. Troy would usually smile at the fact that his pillow would have her scent on it when he went to sleep, but he was trying to get her out of his mind, not perminitly engraved in it. Although he knew that was impossible. Sharpay would always be apart of his life, he knew that. Sometimes he loved the fact, and sometimes it just made it harder for him to get over her.

"It's not. Don't worry about it, really." He looked over to her with a look in her eyes showing he really didn't want to talk about it.

"Okay." She whispered.

"Why did you come in here anyway" He asked, trying to change the subject.

She shrugged. "I couldn't sleep."

"Why?" He aked, getting more comfortable with their conversation.

"Because I think I'm in love with someone." She stated simply, keeping her eyes locked on the ceiling.

Troy instantly shot up, not sure of what he was feeling at the time. "W-who?" He stuttered.

"I'd rather not say." Sharpay said, trying her best not to face him.

"Come on you can tell me anything." He said, putting on his 'brother' act. He really just wanted to know.

"Not this."She said, shaking her head.

"Come on, please. Who is it?" He urged her, not really sure why he wanted to know so badly.

"Fine." She took a deep breath in and let it out. Troy studied her for a second. She almost seemed...nervous? Sharpay sighed. "You." She whispered as quietly as possible. Infact, he almost didn't hear her, but he had.

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alright, so short Chapter. Anyway, it's finally out in the open. What will he say, how will people react? And what the hell will their parent say? Find out soon. Tell me what you think, please.