So I know i wasn't going to post till Wednesday, but i found a spare half an hour in my not so busy day and thought i would write some. As i've just learned that my science coursework deadline is next tuesday, and I have a science exam on Friday, and I've not started revising or attempted looking at the coursework sheets I'm not sure when my next update will be. Knowing me I'll probably have another chapter up tomorrow because I prefer doing fics then coursework. :)
Big thanks to Georgia for being my beta 3 x
When Troy wondered in at half eight, his father and mother looked up at him as he crossed through the living area. "Where have you been?" His dad asked. Practice finished at five, and he had seen Chad go off with his girlfriend, Taylor.
Troy hadn't realised it was so late, not that his parents usually minded when he went out at night, but it wasn't normally a school night and he always called to let them know where he was. "Sorry, I was with Ryan." Troy replied, he sat on the arm chair and focused on the game his parents were watching.
"Ryan Evans? Again?" His dad asked in disbelief. "What is it some sort of pity thing?" Troy couldn't believe what his dad had said and stared at him, his mother couldn't either and slapped her husband on the arm. "What? You never hang around with him normally."
"Things change; he's a really good mate." Troy smiled.
"He's gay though right?" His dad asked, "I mean kids talk."
"What kids?" Troy asked.
"Some boys from the year above you. But everyone knows he's gay, and he seems okay with it." His dad shrugged.
"What boys dad? I mean what exactly did they say?" Troy was stressing now, this was exactly what Ryan was so upset about today. "Dad!"
"They were just saying they saw him, it's no big deal." His dad said; he was curious to why his son was getting worked up about this. "They didn't say it to his face; and a teacher over heard and told them to stop."
"Because teachers always know best," Troy said bitterly. "He doesn't like people talking about it." His dad just shrugged.
"Well, he's got friends like you to help him right?" His mum smiled. "Why don't you invite him round for dinner?"
"Dinner? Here?" Troy laughed. "Why?"
"To show him you support his decisions." His mum sighed. "You never bring friends over except for Chad and Gabby, oh and she phoned for you." Troy thought he should be excited at this, he hadn't heard from his girlfriend in two days, but his mind wasn't focussing on that. He was only thinking about Ryan and having him around for dinner. "Are you going to phone her now? I mean I think you should, other wise it'll get a bit too late to phone her."
"Yeah sure mum." Troy shrugged and headed up to his room.
He sat on his bed and stared at the four walls again, on his side was a photo of him and Gabriella after the championship, he stared at the photo; they looked so in love, so happy, so carefree. He wondered where those feelings went and he was starting to feel confused as to why he wasn't trying to grasp hold of them. He picked his phone from his pocket, and dialled the familiar number.
The phone rang three times before a muffled voice answered, "Hello?" Troy smiled at the sound of his voice.
"What were you doing?" Troy laughed.
"I fell asleep," Ryan replied.
"Oh, sorry." Troy said he felt embarrassed that he had woken the blond up.
"It's fine. I just threw myself on the bed and next thing I know my eyes are closed and I'm dreaming then my phone is ringing," Troy wondered if Ryan was smiling, if he was playing with his hair, or if he was chewing his lip nervously. Troy found that he liked it when Ryan did that. "Not that I don't mind, but why is the all star basketball player phoning me?"
"I wanted to make sure you were okay." Troy answered truthfully.
"I'm fine, thanks to you. And I'm sorry for crying again today."
"Don't be. I'm glad you told me what was wrong, and I want you to know that I wont let anyone say anything to you."
"I know."
"So, how do you feel about coming over for dinner tomorrow?"
"Dinner at your house?" Ryan laughed. "Why?"
"Well, I told my mum I was hanging around with you and she said I should invite you over. And I think it will be fun."
"I don't know..."
"Please?"
"I'm a fussy eater, Troy."
"I've noticed." Troy laughed. "I've only ever seen you eat brownies."
"Brownies you've brought for me." Ryan corrected.
"What do you mean?" Troy asked slightly confused.
"I... It would have been rude of me not to eat them." Ryan mumbled.
"Okay so no dinner, how about I tell my mum you've got a fussy diet and you can come over and just chill then? We can study here." Troy suggested. He wasn't too sure why he was so eager for Ryan to come over. But he realised that he wasn't sure about a lot of things now.
"Okay, I haven't got drama after school tomorrow."
"And I don't have practice." Troy smiled. "How about, I meet you in the morning. Take you for breakfast."
"Troy..."
"Because it would be rude of you not to eat it." Troy smiled. He could tell that Ryan had problems with his eating, for a sixteen year old boy he was far too skinny and even though it suited him, Troy didn't want Ryan to be unhealthy. He wanted him to be okay, in every sense. And he could tell by the way Sharpay had reacted with the apple at the canteen earlier that day, that Ryan wasn't eating much at home either. "So what do you say?"
"Fine. Meet me at my house then."
"I'll drive you, then I can drive you home later." Troy grinned, that means another half an hour drive alone with him.
"Troy?" Ryan sounded nervous, and Troy wondered what was going to be said next.
"Yeah, Ry?"
"Thanks." Ryan ended the call and Troy stared at his phone and smiled. He looked over at the clock and shrugged. He'd phone Gabriella tomorrow.
