Killing me softly

-Chapter 11.

Note; I'm sure you all know by now, but.. English isn't my main language! So I'm sorry if I made any mistakes, I hope you'll enjoy reading this story though!

Note2: You noticed I finally used some real HSM characters besides Troypay, Gabriella&Taylor? ^^

Sharpay's POV.

I giggled as I saw Troy wearing my brother's clothes. It looked weird, and funny. But it wasn't gonna get better than this and we had to try our hardest to make it work. Troy looked at himself in the mirror and tried keeping the pants at the right height, but they were too big. I laughed as he failed and his pants slid down his legs like that. He looked kind of embarrassed but laughed along with me. As weird as it may sound, at this moment I enjoyed being together with him. (Not that I didn't enjoy every other moment I spend with him) Even though we were freaked out because of the paparazzi, this moment felt like 'our' moment. We were just trying to look on the brightside and make a joke out of it. I mean come on, helping a celebrity leaving a house by dressing him up like your brother? You've got to admit, it's hilarious.

Troy pulled his pants up again, and I walked over to him. "Maybe I can tighten that belt somehow." I said as I took his belt from him and went downstairs to the kitchen. I grabbed for a knife and made an extra hole in the belt. Hopefully it would stay at its place this time, otherwise he would go off in front of the whole world. I giggled by the thought as I walked upstairs. I walked into the room and glanced at the clock; 6:45 already.

"Here. Hopefully it'll stay in place now." I gave him the belt and he tried it again. Luckily it worked.

"Seriously, I've never felt so stupid in my entire life." He said as he looked into the mirror. He laughed at his reflection. "I look like some gangster."

I laughed as I stood next to him. I laid my hands on his shoulder and looked at him critically. "A cute gangster though."

He turned to look at me. "Thanks. At least someone likes my new look." He smiled at me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me.

I kissed back, but quickly pulled away. Not that I didn't want him to kiss me, but because I didn't want the emotions to take control over me and let me cry. Because I knew I would if I didn't pull away. I freed myself and smiled at him.

"There's only one thing missing.." I said as I looked around the room. Some old cap caught my eye. "Perfect." I mumbed as I grabbed it and put it on Troys' head. I bursted out in laughing when I saw him.

He looked back at his reflection. "Oh, yeah, that was exactly what I was missing." He said sarcasticly.

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Not many minutes later we were ready to go outside. We were standing in the hall and I suddenly felt nervous. I was about to face the paparazzi for the first time of my life. And I had to pretend like I was talking to my brother, but everytime I looked at Troy I almost cracked up. He looked too funny. So I made a picture with my phone, as reminder, and then giggled. "What? You're cute like this!" I said when he gave me a look.

He rolled his eyes, pretending to be annoyed. But I knew he wasn't.

I took a deep breath. "Ok, ready?"

He nodded.

I reached out for the door, when he stopped me. I turned to him, and he kissed me one last time. It felt like some kind of ending, and that made me sad. I didn't want him to leave. I wanted him to stay with me forever.. How possesive that might sound..

But I knew we couldn't put this moment off any longer. I kissed him a bit deeper and just let the emotions come over me this time. And without warning I felt tears running over my cheeks. I felt stupid for crying. Stupid for even allowing myself to. I pulled away.

He saw me crying and wiped my tears away.

"I'm.. sorry. I'm just an emotional wreck." I said, half-laughing at my own stupid joke.

Surprisingly he laughed slightly. "It's ok.."

I took a deep breath and waited till I calmed down. "Ok.. I'm ready to go."

He stroked my hair. "You sure?"

I smiled at him. "I'm sure." I said and I opened the door. A couple of flashes blinded me for a few seconds. Ugh, those stupid paparazzi. I walked outside, ready to start with my act.

"Damn it, Ryan, hurry! You can't be late agáín. Don't you remember how miss Darbus reacted last time!?" I screamed as I dragged 'Ryan' outside. I shut the door and locked it. He looked down, trying not to get noticed. I started walking, and I knew he walked with me. I looked at the paparazzi from the corner of my eye, and it looked like it worked. They stopped taking pictures and looked at me with a weird look. They were surprised too.

I tried to pretend like he really was my brother. "Can't you walk a little faster for once?! If you go on like this we'll be there by Christmas!" I stopped walking and looked at him, trying to act angry. Troy was doing good and he seemed pretty comfortable with his role. As we discussed, he was playing around with my iPod a bit, he put the earphones in his ear and tried not to pay attention to me, like my brother always did. He walked so slow a snail would've been faster, just like my brother. I freed an annoyed sigh and walked over to him.

Then I grabbed his arm and pulled him with me. "Damn it, COLLABORATE for God's sake!" I yelled at him as I tried to keep my voice normal. I could barely hold my laugh, and so did he.

We walked over the path to the garage, and Troy kept playing his role very well. Sometimes he suddenly stood still and tried to get out of my grip to walk back inside. But I didn't let him. I opened the door to the garage and walked in.

"Sit." I commanded him as I pointed at the passenger seat of my car. He trudged to the car and got in, still looking down and trying not to pay attention. I got in my car aswell. I started the engine and drove away.

I couldn't believe we really did it.

Troy's POV.

I looked at the paparazzi as we drove past them, seeing the surprised looks on their face was great. I knew they were sure to see me coming out of the house, and I guess we played our roles pretty good since they didn't run after us to take pictures. They didn't even seem to notice me. I laughed as Sharpay turned around a corner.

"We just did it!" I exclaimed happily.

Sharpay laughed along with me. "Damn, you know how hard it was for me not to crack up!"

I laughed even more. "Do you know how hard it was for mé? It was hilarious to see how you were screaming at me like crazy. Seriously, do you always treat your brother that way?"

Sharpay nodded. "Uh.. Yeah.. kinda. But seriously, he deserves it. The way I asked you to act, that's his usual attitude."

"I'm glad you're not like that then." I said as I looked at Sharpay.

She chuckled. "Me too."

I gave her the adress and then we were quiet again. But it didn't bother me.

"You know.." Sharpay started.

I gave her a curious look.

"I was just.. thinking.. When do we see each other again?" She asked as she quickly looked into my eyes. She tried to hide it, but I knew she was upset.

Then she looked back at the road again.

I looked down and sighed. "I don't know.. There's a concert planned for next week.."

"Yeah, but they'll be standing outside so I can't get to you.." She said, and I knew she was right.

As much as I hated to tell her this, I had no other choice. "Maybe we just have to wait for the right moment.. Again.." I said, and I swallowed.

She bit her lip, hurt. And I could totally understand that. I knew she didn't want to hear that. And I wished I didn't have to say it..

Then she nodded slowly. "Yeah.. Maybe that's the best.." She agreed with me.

"I'm sorry.." I whispered. "I wished we could just see each other whenever we want to, but..-"

"I know.. We just can't.'' She finished my sentence. "Don't worry, Troy. It's ok.. It's just something I have to deal with if I want to be together with you."

"I really wished it wouldn't have to be that way.." I said.

She smiled a small smile. ''It's not your fault.. We'll get through this."

She turned another corner and then stopped her car in front of a building. The recording studio. "Here we are."

"Thanks for everything.. You know, helping me with the paparazzi and stuff." I said and it sounded cheap. But I meant it. I really appreciated that she took so much effort to keep it secret. Some girls would've screamed it out loud to everyone who wanted to hear. I was glad Sharpay wasn't like that. I looked at her, and a sudden sadness overwhelmed me. She looked so fragile, so vulnerable. Like she could collapse any moment. Maybe the memories came back to her again, or maybe she just didn't want to say goodbye yet. And I wanted to comfort her.. But I didn't know how.

"It's alright. That's the least I can do." She answered as she grabbed for something behind her seat. "Here's your stuff, I don't think your new label will appreciate the way you look right now."

I laughed and took the bag with my clothes. "You're amazing." I said and I quickly kissed her cheek. "I really hope we can see each other again soon.."

"Me too.." She sighed. "Maybe you can call me soon?" She looked hopeful.

"I will." I replied. Then I opened the door and got out of the car. She smiled again, a more genuine one this time. I smiled back at her.

"See you soon." I said, then I closed the door and headed to the frontdoor of the building. I heard the car pull up and then she drove away. I turned around one more time, but I saw the car turning around a corner and then she was out of sight..


A/N; A bit of a sad, yet funny episode, huh? It was one of my faves so far. Let me know what you think in a review! As we all know; It takes hours to write a story, yet seconds to submit a review!