Troy's eyes didn't look at me once when we left the mall, after he practically threw me inside his truck and tried to choke me with the seatbelt, he didn't say a word and it was almost like I could see his mind working. I wanted to ask him what was going on but I was afraid he would break if I did, I mean he had been protecting me the past week but I never thought it was something serious, I just thought it was because he didn't want Chad to bully me anymore, I thought…

He wanted to make it seem like he was calm, with his bored expression and the way he just tapped the wheel with his fingers along with the soft music playing from his radio, but his heavy breathing gave him away, he was having a hard time breathing properly and if he didn't calm down we would soon crash into something.

"Troy…" I started, my voice was just a whisper but I was completely sure that he heard me perfectly because he closed his eyes for a second and stopped tapping the wheel. He missed a red light and kept driving; he wasn't paying any attention to anything. "Troy" I said a bit louder now, he was refusing to look at me. I was just as scared as he was, I mean, two guys were following me around the mall to do God knows what, but he owed me an explanation, he knew what was going on and didn't want to tell me.

"This is my fault" He said for the first time since we left the mall, he parked the truck and looked out the window while he bit his lower lip, he was still refusing to look at me and I didn't know the reason. "I should've left you alone when I had the chance" He closed his eyes as he said this out loud. So did that mean he was gonna leave me again? I didn't think I would be able to take it if he decided he couldn't be around me anymore, tears started to fill my eyes.

"You're going to leave me again." It wasn't a question; he looked at me with sorrow filling his beautiful blue eyes.

"I should" He said, that just totally broke my heart, we didn't know each other for long but I wasn't stupid enough to deny the feelings I had for him, some really strong feelings. "But I'm not going to" He finished. I almost let out a sigh of relief.

He started the engine again and drove away, I didn't know a thing about what was going on here, I thought he was just over reacting at first but now I wasn't so sure. He soon parked his truck in front of a big white house; he got out and went to open my door.

"Where are we?" I asked him. He helped me with my seatbelt and grabbed my hand so I could jump off the truck.

"Remember I told you I wanted you to meet somebody" He replied as he walked to the front door with me following close behind, he turned around and looked at me, his bright blue eyes took my breath away. "If you feel uncomfortable or anything just tell me and we'll be out of here"

"Ok" I nodded but I was really curious about what was going on behind that big blue door. He never let go of my hand as he pulled out a key and opened the door, the place was very cozy, there was a fireplace next to the big old TV and there were paintings all over the walls.

"We're here!" He said as he put his keys on a small table next to the door, he was biting his lower lip when he turned around to face me, I thought it was cute "Remember, just tell me and we'll be out of here" I got the feeling that this meeting wasn't something he wanted to do.

"Darling!" A woman's voice exclaimed and we both looked back to find an old lady standing by the stairs with a big smile on her face, she looked at Troy with love. "Finally! Who's this young lady?" She then looked at me with the same affection.

"This is Gabriella" He said softly as he squeezed my hand "Gabriella this is Grace Bolton, my aunt" My eyes were wide open, so this was his uncle's house, where he lived and I was about to meet his family, this was huge.

"Hi it's nice to meet you" I walked over to her to shake her hand and she surprised me when she wrapped me up in a bear hug.

"It's so nice to meet you sweetheart" She gave me a really warm smile "Are you staying for dinner?" She asked me, I looked back at Troy who seemed to be very uncomfortable, I looked back at the nice lady standing in front of me and nodded with a smile.

"Sure" I said, she clapped and laughed with her sweet voice.

"Troy, make sure this lady is comfortable, your uncle and Sara will be back in time for dinner" She turned around and disappeared to the kitchen I'm guessing. I turned around to look at Troy, his arms were crossed over his chest and he lifted an eyebrow.

"What?" I asked as he flashed a smile in my way, my heart skipped a beat. He shook his head.

"I'm guessing you want a tour around the house" He kept smiling at me.

"Only if you're my tour guide" I said as I followed him upstairs with a smile, he chuckled and grabbed my hand.

"Don't play with me" He pulled me to the second floor and showed me every room, the house was even bigger than it seemed from the outside, and I loved how everything was decorated, the place was simply lovely. Troy dragged me to the last room down the hall; he stood there watching my reaction. "This is my room"

My brain tried to process that information, I was in front of Troy Bolton's room and I was already daydreaming about the inside, he stared at me for a long time until he slowly opened the door and let me walk in first. I tried to take in every single detail of the room, he didn't had any of the typical boy stuff in his room, instead he had books everywhere, a small TV in a corner, everything was organized and clean, he had a laptop sitting in a very organized desk to the left and a small sofa to the right, next to the doors that lead to a balcony. The King size bed was the center of the entire room and it seemed to be comfortable as hell, there was a small radio sitting on his night table.

"What are you thinking?" His minty breath filled my senses as I stared at the bed, I jumped a little bit when he grabbed my waist with his strong hands and he pulled me back a little bit, my back was against his chest and I could feel him breathing on my neck. "What's going on inside that little head of yours?" He asked again.

"I like your room" I managed to say as I felt his nose on my hair.

"Is there something in particular that you like" his voice was barely above a whisper and it was driving me crazy, I felt a shiver run down my spine as his nose caressed my neck and inhaled my scent, my body was completely out of control by now.

"Your sofa?" I said, my voice was shaking and I heard him laugh behind my ear. He then decided he had enough and let me go as he went to open the balcony door.

"I'm going to take a shower if you don't mind" He said as he pointed at a white door next to his desk, that had to be a bathroom "You can sit wherever you want, make yourself comfortable" he finished as he grabbed a towel from a closet next to the TV and went to his bathroom, he closed the door and it didn't take long until I heard the sound of the water falling. I didn't have anything to do until he came out so I grabbed a couple of books, he had everything, Romance, Mystery, Tragedy, I went from that to his music collection, he also had a little bit of everything, he could go from Muse, Foster the People and Foo Fighters to Chris Brown, Trey Songz and Tyga. He also had a couple of Michael Jackson CDs. I found over his desk a sketch book, I grabbed it and looked back to the bathroom door like he could be out any moment, the water was still falling so I opened the book and went through its pages, he was actually really good, but that shouldn't be a surprise, in the few weeks we spent together I've learned that he can do pretty much everything.

The water stopped and I quickly left the book on the desk and ran to the small sofa on the other side of the room, there was no way I would sit on his bed. The door got open and he came outside wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, he was holding another towel in his hand. Oh boy, he looked as hot as an underwear model, he looked at me with a smirk because he noticed I was checking him out. Small drops were running down his chest and I instantly felt the heat around my cheeks.

"You see something you like?" He asked with an arrogant smile I never saw him use, this was brand new for me. I bit my lower lip and stood up from the sofa.

"I'm gonna leave so you can get changed" I quickly said as I walked towards the door, he quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me back, he smashed me against his wet chest and I felt my legs shaking, he smiled.

"It's not necessary" He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around facing the bed "Just stay like that and don't peek" he finished and walked away. I closed my eyes even when I knew I couldn't see him but I totally felt the need to do it. This afternoon's episode was long gone as I heard every sound he made as he put on some clothes. "Gabriella?"

I opened my eyes to find him standing in front of me, wearing a blue t-shirt and some dark jeans. I took a deep breath when he smiled at me, he was doing it on purpose, I could tell by his expression.

"You can sit now" He pointed his bed but I quickly moved to the small sofa, he seemed to be amuse by this but he didn't say anything, very smart. He walked over to his closet and got a guitar out of it, once again, he's good at pretty much everything.

"I didn't know you knew how to play" I said, he shrugged and sat on his bed with his guitar in hand, he started to play Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney, this brought a smile to my lips, the fact that a guy like Troy would know how to play a song by Jesse McCartney was definitely very weird. I sat there just listening to him until a shy knock was heard on the door.

"Troy dinner's ready" Grace said. Troy stopped playing and looked at me with an annoyed expression.

"We'll be right there" He said and we soon heard the sound of her footsteps as Grace walked away. He put his guitar on his bed and stood up, I did the same and started to walk to the door when he suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me back, his face was inches away from mine.

"What's wrong?" I asked him when the intensity of his bright blue eyes hit me. I would never get used to them. He looked down into my eyes and softly covered my lips with his. He had kissed me before but it wasn't anything like this, last time it was urgent and wild, but this time he was sweet and soft, like a different side of the same person. A soft moan escaped my lips making him grab my waist and pull me closer, my hands started to play with his still wet hair and he groaned when I pushed him closer, it was like I couldn't get enough. He pulled back when we both needed desperately to breathe.

"This is the… second time you kiss me" I said trying to catch my breath, his eyes were staring at my lips like wanting more.

"You're keeping track?" He smiled and then his blue eyes moved to looked deeply into mine, I felt like I couldn't get enough of him.

"Maybe" I said, he laughed and smashed his lips against mine again, this time he pulled away before the kiss got intense.

"Stop doing it" He said and then he grabbed my hand "I hope you're ready for this" he put his other hand inside his pocket and stared at me.

"I am" I simply said.

And then we just walked outside his room.

To be continued