From AK-tutti; Hola everybody! Missed us? We know it has been an extremely long time, since we last updated, and we're very sorry about that. We almost forgot, what was gonna happen in this chapter, but we just refreshened our memories the best we could, and we get it done. So we really hope, you're gonna like it. Oh, and say a prayer for me, I'm trying to convince my mom to let me drop out of school, because in Denmark you don't really need 10th grade, they teach you just the same as in 9th. And it's pure torture without my two best friend's, who finished just before the summer, and Linda, who did the same. Now I'm stuck with a bunch of losers, I can't even talk to, and I've got brand new teachers, who treat us like we're kindergarten kids. I'm sorry about that, but I just needed to get it out.

From Stessa: And there you have it folks. An update from us, finally! We apologise about the wait. The two of us really should get better at updating this story. It's like.. we talk about what is gonna happen, and we have all these plans, and we do have the time, but ah… we don't exactly get it done. Sorry again.

Disclaimer; We don't own High School Musical.

Twist of Love

Chapter 9.

Troy groaned and stretched his arms, keeping his eyes closed as he felt the faint sunlight warm his skin through the window. He hugged his cover close, letting the sweet scent hit his nose. It smelled amazingly good. He smiled to himself, content with what happened last night. After dating for so long, him and Gabriella had finally taken their relationship to the next level.

He opened his eyes slowly and turned to the side, ready to greet his girlfriend with a morning kiss, but he froze when he saw that the hair sticking out from the cover wasn't brown, but blonde.

Oh shit!

He suddenly remembered all the well what happened yesterday. He learned his mom was dead, and then he went to Sharpay's apartment, not Gabriella's… and then he kissed Sharpay, not Gabriella. And lastly, he slept with Sharpay, definitely not Gabriella.

What had he gotten himself into? He felt so great two minutes ago when he woke up. Satisfied, happy, smiley and just great. Last night had been… mind-blowing, but it had been with the wrong girl! The thing he hated the most about it was just that he had really enjoyed it. Now he felt guilty instead.

He had cheated on Gabriella, and to top it all, it was with her life long best friend, her partner, and a girl he had come to love as a really good friend.

He seriously thought about jumping out of bed and leave the house before Sharpay woke up, but that would only make it all worse. He had to face it… He bit his lip slightly and reached his finger out, poking Sharpay stiffly in the shoulder.

"Leave my chocolate chip cookie alone, you idiot!" she mumbled, slapping his hand away, as she turned onto her side.

He couldn't help but chuckle by that. That girl always dreamt about chocolate chip cookies, didn't she? He stopped though, when she turned around again, and he came face to face with her, and her very naked chest.

He simply reached out again and started shaking her, "Sharpay!? Sharpay! Wake up! Shar-paaaay!"

She slowly opened her eyes, letting them adjust to the sunlight. Two seconds later, she practically lost her jaw and sat up in bed, pulling the comforter all the way up to her chin, not wanting him to see her like that a minute longer. She just stared at him, her eyes wide, not believing what she was seeing.

In that moment it all came crashing back. The hug in the hallway, and the kiss on the couch. After that, it had pretty much been sex on the couch, and then sex in the bedroom as well.

"Oh my God!" she shrieked, hitting her hand hard into the mattress, "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit… Not good, Sharpay, so not good!"

"I'm right here." Troy told her, reminding her that he was there as well, and that they probably had some sort of talk coming up. Not that he knew how those things went. He'd never slept with his girlfriend's best friend before.

"I know, and you shouldn't be!" Sharpay said, "Shit Troy, how could this happen!?"

"I don't know. I was sad, and you were there for me." Troy said, as if that would justify, what they'd done. He knew it wouldn't, nothing would, and he felt really bad about it, "But I think we should talk about this, Sharpay. Calmly."

Sharpay circled her finger in the air, indicating for him to turn around. If they were gonna talk, she wanted to be fully dressed. Troy got that, so he got out of the bed, grabbed all his clothing and hurried out of the bedroom.

That morning, probably for the first time ever, she didn't care, what she wore, so she just threw on some underwear and a heaven blue, short summer dress. It didn't really match the season, but why should she care? She'd screwed up big time, she'd slept with her best friend's boyfriend.

She mentally kicked herself all the way into the living room, where Troy was waiting for her. When she stepped into living room, Troy didn't even look up, he probably felt as bad about this, as she did herself. She seated herself in her favourite chair, and Troy sat in the sofa. There was nothing but silence in the room for a very long time, they were both very humiliated with themselves.

Sharpay cleared her throat, she was very nervous; "So um... that talk? I don't really know, how those talks go, because I've never really considered myself as a backstabbing bitch before, who'd sleep with her best friend of 14 years' boyfriend. But I'm thinking it's gonna go something like this: you're gonna say something like 'Gabriella never has to know, we'll just pretend it never happened', and then I'm gonna go 'Oh, but Troy, are you sure, that's such a good idea?'. And then, because you're so obsessed with Gabby not finding out, you say 'Please, Sharpay, let's just pretend nothing happened. If Gabriella finds out, it could ruin our relationship'! And then I'm gonna reply sarcastically: 'Ya think?', but after a little silence, I'll add something like 'I can try, but I don't know if it's gonna work. Gabby and I have known each other for 14 years, I think she'd know if something's up'.

So basically everything which needs to be said has been said, so you sigh and finally say 'Okay, as long as we're both trying to cover up. We wouldn't want Gabriella to get hurt, and even more, we don't wanna be the ones, who actually hurts her'. And of course, I agree with that. After another silence, this one a long one, and the conversation has past, I start going back to my usual self, y'know, with freaking out and everything. Guilt and pretendingness, those things aren't really a great mix, and when I feel guilty, I'm not really a good pretender and everything. And after a lot of freaking out, mostly on my account, I end this whole talk or conversation or whatever with a 'this never happened', and then you get up and leave!"

She paused to catch her breath, but Troy didn't say anything, he just stared at her, an eyebrow raised. "Y'know if you feel like it, I mean, if you're still sad after the whole thing with your mom, you can stay. What am I saying? Of course you're still sad, this will take a very long time to get over, but still... you can stay, if you want to, but I have certain rules now, just so you know. The first one is: all the rest of the while you're here, we will not stay in the same room or communicate with each other, am I making myself clear? That's very good. Now, for me to explain the rest of the rules to you, we'd have to be in the same room, and we'd also have to communicate with each other, and that's strict against my rules. So you can just stay in here and maybe watch some TV, and I'll go... maybe put some make-up on and stuff... in another room... preferably the bathroom... so uhm... buh-bye... or toodles..? Or y'know, whatever... Bye!"

Then she rushed to bathroom and slammed the door shut, leaving Troy all by himself in the living room, without letting him even get one tiny word in.

Well, she'd said that he could stay, if he wanted to, and he could watch TV, if he wanted to. He grabbed the remote from the coffee table and tried to turn on the TV, but it did not work. He tried again, again and again, but still nothing happened. Defeated, he made his way to the bathroom door and knocked.

It took a while, but Sharpay finally opened the door. She had a hairbrush stuck in her hair, and she looked rather irritated at the fact, so annoyed she asked; "What do you want, Troy? Can't you see, I'm brushing my hair?"

"Yeah, I can see that, and you're doing a fantastic job." Troy replied, sarcastically. He held up the remote and gave it to Sharpay, "Your remote doesn't work, I can't turn on the TV."

"First of, do not speak ill about the 'Zapper', and second of, you're supposed to go like this." She grabbed the 'Zapper' from his hand and pressed the red button, followed by 7427729, "It's locked, you have to press the code, if you wanna turn on the TV. And don't speak ill about the 'Zapper'."

She handed the 'Zapper' back to Troy, he took it from her and said; "Thanks. Um, how come you have it locked?"

"Because I'm not really that big a fan of my brother watching porn on my TV, when he comes to visit, it's disgusting, so I locked it, and he'll never know the code." She explained, a disgusted look on her face, thinking back on those days. "Anyway, you've got full access to all the channels now, but I warn you Troy Bolton: no porn. That's the first of my TV rules, you break that, and I'm gonna have to beat you with a wet teabag in the eye 'till you bleed, are we clear?" Troy gulped and nodded, he didn't dare speak, it seemed Sharpay was really hardcore against porn. She nodded too, and she slammed the door shut again and yelled; "And there will be no more communication!"

Troy walked back to the sofa, sat down and watched some TV, thinking about how he was gonna act tomorrow, when Gabriella came home. Sure Sharpay had agreed for the both of them, that they wouldn't say anything, but the guilt was still there, and it was gonna be hard to lie to her because of that. He would just have to take it as it came, there was nothing else, that he could do.

He flicked through the channels and settled on a channel, that was showing some good old 'Tom & Jerry'. He heard the water running and figured, that Sharpay probably was taking a shower. He was tempted to join her, he really was, but it would be wrong. He loved Gabriella, he felt guilty for sleeping with Sharpay, and he didn't want to hurt the girl, he was in love with, and if that meant, that he had to lie to Gabriella, he was gonna do that just to spare her the pain. He was also very guilty, because he realised, he was starting to get feelings for Sharpay, but he couldn't allow himself to fall for her, for she was his girlfriend's best friend.

He fell in some kind of trance with his own thoughts, and it was first, when Sharpay stepped out of the shower and began singing '(Don't It Make You) Happy!' in the bathroom, he came back to reality. He continued watching Tom & Jerry, wondering why people found it funny, when Tom never caught Jerry, and Jerry always won over Tom, it should get tiring in the length, but funnily it didn't.

Sharpay was no longer singing, when a knock on the door was heard. Troy wondered, who it could be, and the only person, he could think of, was in Mexico until the next day. Of course, it could be her brother, but why would he knock on the door, and then again, thinking of what he'd thought of a little while ago, why on earth would Gabriella knock?

"Sharpay, the door!" He yelled lazily from the sofa, as he watched Tom bang the dog, Spike, in the head with a bat. Sharpay did not answer, though, or show any sign of having heard him at all, so he tried again, "Shar, someone is at the door. Hello? Door. Someone. Knocking. Open." Sharpay still didn't answer, so with a sigh he got up from the couch, made his way to the door and opened it. On the other side stood none other than his girlfriend, Gabriella Montez. He suddenly got all nervous, he hadn't expected her home until tomorrow. He tried yelling after Sharpay again, "Sharpay! You've got company, get out here now!"

As Troy led Gabriella inside, Sharpay screamed at him from the bathroom; "How many times do I have to repeat it? There will be no more communicating!"

She stormed into the living room to scream more at Troy, but she was surprised to see, who was there. She put on her fake giggle to try and cover up. It didn't work at all, Gabriella knew her too well for it to.

"Shar." Gabriella tilted her head to one said and gave her best friend a very weird look, "Did you guys have a fight?"

Troy and Sharpay glanced quickly at each other, and they both gave small nod, agreeing to go with that. "Uhm, yeah. Sure."

"Mind telling me about what?" Gabriella questioned, thinking they were acting rather strange.

"Troy pushed me up against the wall!" Sharpay exclaimed like a little girl, but Troy shook his head, he didn't want their lie to be a lie, where he'd hurt Sharpay. She didn't care, she just nodded and continued, "Yeah, you did. I have a bruise to prove it. See!"

She pulled up her dress and revealed a large bruise on her lower back, only a little above her thong.

"Sharpay, you're mooning us, pull that thing down!" Gabriella yelled in a high-pitched tone, but continued in a much calmer tone after Sharpay had pulled her dress down, "It really looks like it hurts. Why would you do that to her, Troy?"

"Uhm..." Troy looked down, thinking hard. He wasn't as good as Sharpay to come up with things really fast, but he was gonna try, "Because I.. I mean, she.. I... I... Uhm, I.."

"I read his diary, and he got mad." Sharpay said, looking down as well, faking to be ashamed of herself, which luckily this time Gabriella bought. "But can you blame me? I mean, a guy keeping a diary, one gets curious to see, what thoughts he might have. It's interesting, when guys write diaries, I think. Oh, and by the way, Gabs, on page 23 he wrote, that he thinks your coffee obsession is very cute. And on page 15 he wrote, that he once had a crush on Goldie Hawn, and I know it has nothing to do with you, but I think it was worth mentioning."

Gabriella nodded and let it all sink in, before she said; "So where's the diary now, you gave it back to him, right? Where is it, Troy?"

"He chased me around to get the diary back, and I accidentally ruined it." Sharpay replied, trying to look as ashamed as ever, and she did a good job at it.

"How?"

"I flushed it down the toilet."

"Again, how?"

"Ok, so I tried to flush it down the toilet, but it wouldn't go down, and then the pages were all ruined, and that's when Troy got mad and pushed me up against the wall."

"Have you worked this out?" Gabriella asked, pointing at Sharpay, then at Troy. She walked into the open kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water.

"Sure, but we're trying to keep the communication system on a low, so we don't get at each other's throats again." Sharpay said, nodding her head, as if it would make it more believable.

"How did you really get that bruise?" Troy whispered to her, so Gabriella couldn't hear, and it took a long time, before Sharpay replied with a whisper; "No communication!"

When Gabriella came back into the room, she was all cheerful and bouncy. "Sharpay, I've got a lot of plans for, what you and I should do together today. I'm spending all day with you, I've decided. And you know what? A pink version of the monkey top has just gotten in stores, and remember I promised you one? So we're gonna get it today, and I was thinking, we should go to movies, after we've gone shopping. What do you think, Shar?"

"That sounds great, Gabs." Sharpay replied, trying to sound cheerful, but really she felt bad for Troy. He'd just lost his mom, and his girlfriend had no idea, now she was gonna go shopping with and spending all the day with her best friend, and they'd be leaving Troy all by himself in a terrible state. Sharpay wanted to yell out 'Troy's mom is dead', but it was for Troy to tell Gabby about it, when he was ready to do so. Troy gave her a reassuring smile, sorta to tell her it was ok to go, and that he would be ok, but she still felt bad. "But what about Troy?"

"Oh, Troy'll be at my apartment, when I get back, so I'll be able to spend a little time with him." She gave Troy a loving smile, "Now, we've gotta go Shar, we've got a big day ahead of us."

With that, Gabriella grabbed Sharpay's hand and dragged them both out of there, leaving Troy all alone yet again.

--

"So where to now?" Gabriella asked, after she'd just paid for Sharpay's new pink monkey top. She handed the bag with the top in it to Sharpay and walked out of the store, but Sharpay didn't follow.

"What are you doing?" Sharpay said, sounding like Gabriella had just done the worst possible thing ever. "They've opened a 'What Not To Wear' store in the Albuquerque Mall, while we were in Rio without me not knowing anything about, that it was gonna happen, and you're leaving it after only 10 minutes? Gabs, that just doesn't seem right, shame on you. We should stay here for at least a half an hour before leaving, maybe we can find something else good in here."

"Yeah, I guess we could stay in here a little while longer." Gabriella gave in, she knew 'What Not To Wear' was Sharpay's favourite clothing brand, and now they had a store, that only sold that brand. She knew her best friend must've felt like, she was in heaven.

"Thank you!" Sharpay said in a sing song voice for humorous effect, and Gabriella of course giggled at her best friend. "Let's go look at the print tops and tees. Maybe we can find something almost at the same level of fun as the monkey top."

She grabbed Gabriella's hand and dragged her with over to, where they kept the print tees. Gabriella couldn't stop giggling, Sharpay was like 'Fnuggi' in a candy shop.

Sharpay held up a top with the print text 'Yes, I am wearing this!', she looked at the top, then at Gabriella, then at the top again and back at Gabriella to show, that she wanted her opinion.

"Well, I like the statement, if you can call it that, and it's really colourful, I think it's you." Gabriella smiled, as she picked up at tee with the print of a sloth and the text 'But my mom says I'm special on the inside' on it. "How about this one?"

Sharpay's mouth formed an O, and she stepped slowly forwards, reaching out her hand to take it, saying; "I gotta have it. That and the other, I gotta, Gabs. Seriously, I think I'll die, if I don't buy it."

Gabriella gave it to her and smiled, as Sharpay ran to pay for the clothing, she had in her hands. She felt her cell vibrate in her pocket, but she ignored it. She was gonna have fun with her best friend on their last day off, before they went back to work, so whoever texted her could wait!

But something weird happened, when Sharpay came back, her mood had completely changed, she seemed sad, and she'd gotten all quiet, not the usual for Sharpay Evans. Gabriella wanted to ask, what was wrong, but Sharpay walked straight past her, before she even got the chance. She raced after her and tried to catch up, which didn't take long to do, because Sharpay's walk matched the expression on her face.

"What's wrong, Sharpay?" Gabriella asked, concerned about her best friend's sudden mood change. "You just flipped a 180."

"Nothing." Sharpay lied, but the truth was, that it had all just caught up with her. She despised herself for what she'd done towards Gabriella, and she despised herself even more for acting all cheerful around her best friend, and as if everything was ok, when she'd been the worst best friend in history. But what she despised most of all, was that she'd developed feelings for her best friend's boyfriend, and that she could still look Gabriella in the eyes was beyond her. She wanted to yell out, what she'd done, she wanted to confess everything, but she couldn't do it. Truth was, that Sharpay felt absolutely horrible, and Gabriella would feel hell of a lot worse, if Sharpay revealed, what had happened last night. "Everything is fine. So you talked about seeing a movie? I hear The Simpsons should be a hoot."

--

Troy was hanging around Gabriella's flat practically all day. He'd left Sharpay's place pretty soon after the girls left, because he couldn't stand to be around there. It reminded him about what happened last night, and even though he hated himself for it, he couldn't help but want it again. It was like… perfect. Their night had been perfect. But how could it be perfect when he had a girlfriend, whom he was so in love with?

He mused over all these annoying questions all day, when he'd flipped on the TV, taken a shower to get all the Sharpay-smell off him, and listened to all their CD's and singles. He loved to hear their voices, even though their style of music was not really one he'd listen to if he had to buy a CD in a shop.

He couldn't stand to go home either. His father was making all sorts of arrangements about his mother's death. About funeral, and flowers and such, and he really wasn't up to face the facts yet. Plus, he still needed to tell Gabriella what had happened. She was his girlfriend, so she deserved to know that his mom was dead. And he was gonna tell her as soon as she got home, which would be very soon, according to the text message she just send him.

He was right, because 5 minutes later, she came into the apartment, throwing several shopping bags onto the big chair in the other end of the room. She turned around, and greeted him with a sloppy kiss on the lips, and he happily kissed back, enjoying her presence. It got so lonely, hanging around with himself.

"Gabby…" he smiled, pulling her down to sit next to him, on the couch, "I need to speak to you…"

"Uh-oh…" Gabriella giggled, a bit serious though, as she watched his face closely, "You sound serious, and you look weird. Just as Sharpay did all day. Does she have something to do with this? Not more diary-drama I hope?"

"No," Troy chuckled, stroking the back of her hand with his thumb, "We're over that, it was just silly. It's something I need to tell you, something important."

"Okay…?" Gabriella whispered, sensing this was indeed really important. She hoped it wasn't bad news, but judging by the way he looked at her, it was.

"Uhm, when I got home, my dad was home alone," Troy begun, already feeling his emotions flash through his body, because of the sensitive subject that was his mother now, "My mom she… my mom she…- she…"

"She what, Troy?" Gabriella questioned, her eyes wide, "What happened to your mom?"

How come it had been so much easier to tell Sharpay? How come he couldn't just tell Gabriella and expect her to comfort him, like he'd done with Sharpay? What was wrong with him? Troy shook his head lightly, and then took in a deep breath, wanting to get it over with, "My mom she… she died, Gabriella."

"Oh…" Gabriella's face fell immediately, and then her tears started flowing down her cheeks, "She died? That's so sad!"

Troy nodded slowly, not understanding how she could be so sad about it. She knew his mother, sure, but she didn't know her that well. They've met one or two times, on very rare occasions, and still, she acted like it was her own mother who was dead. Troy didn't know how to react to that, because he'd rather liked Sharpay's reaction. She'd not been crying or anything, she'd just pulled him in for a hug, and comforted him, which was what he needed the most at the moment.

And God… her comfort…

"Are you okay?" Gabriella asked, hardly moving at all. She just watched him with sad eyes, big, brown eyes filled with salty tears, "What about your dad?"

"Uhm…" Troy didn't know what to say, he just breathed out, and tried to get it together, "We're holding up, I guess… I talked to Sharpay yesterday before she stole my diary, flushed it in the toilet, and I pushed her. We talked it through, I guess, so I'm okay."

"I'm so sorry I wasn't here!" Gabriella finally whined, pulling him in for a hug, "Sit down here, and I'm gonna make us some coffee. We can either talk or watch a movie… while drinking coffee."

"I love your weird coffee obsession." Troy whispered, watching her as she stood up and made her way towards the kitchen.

"And I love you." she told him, and went into the kitchen, out of sight.

"Yeah," Troy whispered, getting lost in thought, "And I thought I loved you…"

--

The following couple of days (or was it weeks, the both of them lost count) Troy and Sharpay floated through time, not really paying attention. They both felt extremely guilty about everything.

Sharpay buried herself in writing songs, and piano rehearsals, while learning all those new dance steps Gabriella had talked about, and Troy spent a lot of time with his father, and with Gabriella, trying to forget everything too. He was very sad and depressed, and Gabriella naturally believed it was because of his mother, when really, he thought most about everything that went on with Sharpay recently.

And when they were all together, Troy and Sharpay acted all jumpily around each other, and if their bodies accidentally touched, they'd pull back quickly and blush like maniacs. Gabriella noticed all these little things, but she assumed a lot of stuff, so she never questioned their actions.

It was absolutely horrible for both Troy and Sharpay, but there was nothing they could do about it. The memories they had from their one night was clear like crystal for both of them, except the other didn't know so, which was probably good, since it wasn't supposed to happen, ever again.

Sharpay was hanging around alone writing on a new song, on her piano, finally having some much needed time alone. The lyrics were floating around in her brain, with the melody almost done. She was wearing cosy clothes, and her hair was in a loose bun. She didn't have on any makeup… she would really scare her fans if they saw her.

But luckily they didn't, because she was all alone!

She ran her fingers over the keys, playing the next line, "I fell…" she paused, and arched her eyebrow slightly, figuring out how to come around the first line of her song. She had the chorus already, and some of the second verse, but she needed a great beginning, "I came down, ah nooo… I fell…" she paused and wrote 'I fell' in the little notebook next to her, and casually scratched her nose, "I fell in a perfect way?" she paused, as she crossed something out, and wrote something else, "I fell in a perfect way, oh yes, there you go, Sharpay! This ain't that hard… 'Cause I can't stop loving you, ah, something catching, oh I know, un-love you. Unlove you. The chorus.. I have the chorus, I can't unlove you, can't do that…" she smiled at herself and giggled, "Yuup, there we go."

She wrote a few more lyrics down, and then paused to take a breather. She hated to admit this to herself, but the song was all for Troy. She was never gonna show this to anyone, not even Gabriella, whom she usually showed everything to, and shared all her secrets with. But the feelings she had for Troy, hence the song, was not for Gabriella's ears. It was her little secret, because she was never gonna tell Troy either.

But it was hard. It was so hard, because all she wanted to do when she saw him was throw herself at him, and shower him with kisses, and then pull him into the bedroom and have some crazy, kinky sex with him, because he brought all those feelings up in her. She couldn't stop thinking about him, but she needed to. That was why she decided to write this song. To get her feelings out, and when she was done, she would get herself a date with some cute, but annoying guy, and date him for awhile, until Troy was all forgotten.

That.was.her.new.plan.

What Sharpay didn't know was, that Troy had been struggling a lot of his own. He couldn't stop thinking about her. She was on his mind 24/7, unless when he was with her. Which he was a lot of times, but Gabriella was always there, so he had to fight the urge he got, when he wanted to have her, and make sweet, sweet passionate love to her.

When he was alone with Gabriella, she often asked him if he was okay, because he looked sorta out of it. And he always told her, he was thinking about his mom, and how he missed her, and of course she believed him. He felt guilty as hell because of the way he was acting, but he couldn't help it. He saw blonde hair in his dreams, and pictured piercing brown eyes when he stared into space. There was nothing he could do. Sharpay had him whipped.

But he was dating Gabriella!

That line kept entering his head again and again, which was why he never got as far as to go back to Sharpay's apartment, and push her up against the wall and kiss her like he had never kissed anyone before.

Right now, he was sitting at home alone, reliving the night in his mind. What had before been a blur to him, was now as clear as ever. Every little detail came back to him in small flashbacks, and suddenly the whole night was there, and he couldn't help but think about it.

He wondered if Sharpay had these thought too, but she probably didn't. She was probably moving on, and had burned her couch and the sheets they'd slept on. He knew it was to exaggerate it a little bit, but Sharpay was different, and it seemed like something she'd do. He really believed she would.

Ah, now he really needed to see her. He didn't care if she was still holding her 'no communicating' policy, because he needed to sort this out with her. They needed to talk more about it. Not just Sharpay talking, but really discussing this. If she was having any feelings the same as him, they needed to do something about it, because it was driving him crazy, it really was. And if she didn't have these thoughts at all, he could move on, and just… focus on Gabriella.

He grabbed his jacket and threw it on, hurrying towards Sharpay's condo. It was cold outside, since it was still winter, but the quick walk would warm his body. It wasn't that far anyway, he remembered from the night they slept together. He'd walked back then, because he needed fresh air, and had somehow ended up at her place.

He went up the stairs in the apartment building, and rang the doorbell several times, before she finally opened up. When she did, she just looked at him, questions floating through her brown pools. She looked surprised to see him there. But also… she looked kinda relieved to finally see him. She looked happy, yet confused. And like her heart was beating a million times an hour.

She looked exactly like he felt.

Before she got a chance to speak, he did what he'd dreamt of doing since their night. He pushed her gently into the wall, and placed his lips on top of hers, kicking the door close. He could feel her tense for a second, but then she kissed back, which gave him a huge confidence boost.

She wrapped her small hands around his neck, and he rested his against the wall, beside her head. Their lips brushed over each other, and they both felt relief stream through their bodies. Troy's heart started beating faster and faster, while Sharpay's skin rose goosebumps. Everything was good in the world again. Everything was right, even though it was so wrong.

Sharpay pulled away from him, breathing heavily, "Troy… what? What's going on? Troy…?"

"I need you, Sharpay," Troy told her, looking deeply into her eyes, "I need you so bad… Don't you think we can work something out? I can't lose you!"

She was still for a second or two, just staring into the blue ocean that was his eyes. She breathing in and out again, thinking things over. He could almost see the wheels turning inside her head, "It's wrong, Troy…" she whispered, though she was giving in.

"I know…" he said, brushing his finger over her cheek, "But I need you…" and then he leaned forward again, catching her lips in another kiss, as they stumbled towards her bedroom, already undressing each other.

From Stessa: So yeah. That took us a long time to write, but ah… I think it was worth the wait? Or wasn't it? Did I just imagine it being all good? Uhm, yeah, I really liked this chapter, I think it's our best yet. I'm gonna beg you – I'm down on my knees – to review us now. We were kinda stuck for awhile, so I do think we deserve it. And I do apologise for any spelling mistakes. I wrote one of my parts really quickly, so a few things might have slipped. And now onto mein freund, take it away, my dear…

From AK-tutti: What she said. And thank you, sweetie, for saying mein freund , I love that phrase. Next week, I'll teach you 'meine freundin' ;b. Before we wrap this up, and I end this with a please review, I wanna say something, and I'm not gonna ramble about something unimportant again. If any of you (Troypay fans) need a great idea for a Troypay fic, read my profile and pm me. That was really it. Oh, and stessa, I've got the greatest idea ever, so check out my profile as well, or I'm afraid I'm gonna ramble again. And now to the famous; please review.

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