Disclaimer: I don't own HSM or any songs I mention!
Inspiration:
"Oh they want me to rock them
like my back ain't got no bone
I want a man to rock me
like my… backbone was his own
baby, I know you can
Believe me when I tell you
You can love me like a man"
~ Bonnie Raitt, "Love me like a Man"
Special Dedication: mbaby45 for putting in the extra effort! This is for you!
Author: Alleycat
Story: My Pseudo Girlfriend
TG Troy Bolton is an NBA player who wants to appease his mom about his lifestyle choices by hiring a girlfriend for his visit to trick her. Enter Gabriella, who's both fun and enticing, and changes everything
Chapter 11-Day 6
Gabriella shook Troy's leg for the tenth time but he didn't stir. "Wake up sleepyhead!" She shouted and threw a pillow at his head.
He sat up straight and clutched the pillow, breathing heavily.
"Did I interrupt a wet dream?" She teased, smiling. "We're leaving in five minutes, get your shit together and let's go!"
Gabriella hoisted her packed bag and exited the unzipped tent. It took Troy no time to unplug the mattress and get his stuff together. Josh helped him with the tent and before he knew it, the whole family was on the road. He grasped Gabriella's hand as the van took off and he watched the campsite get smaller.
"Smile!" Lucille shouted and snapped a picture of Troy from the front seat.
His pensive look disappeared and he whined, "Mom!"
"So I was thinking," Gabriella said loudly, over Troy's impending tantrum. "We should all go out to dinner and dancing tonight."
Lucille squealed and ignored Josh's groan from the backseat. "Just like you promised?" She asked hopefully.
"Just like I promised," Jack agreed, a small smile on his face.
Gabriella turned around in her seat. "Go shopping with me?" She asked Pam.
Pam nodded, ignoring her pouting husband.
"What do you need to go shopping for?" Troy whispered in her ear.
"Clothes," She said coyly.
"Does this scream virgin to you?" Gabriella held up a lime green corset.
Pam couldn't stop her look of revulsion and they both soon broke out in giggles. They had already found outfits for tonight and moved on to Gabriella's underwear.
Pam spent her time in the bra section, avoiding the confusing lingerie. "So let me get this straight you're going to seduce Troy in his parents' house? While everyone is home?"
"No," Gabriella muttered absently while looking at different items. "I am going to fake sick at dinner and we're going to go home early."
Pam let out a loud breath."Thank god because no one should lose their virginity while the parentals are around."
Gabriella laughed and then held up a pleated garter slip. "What do you think?"
Pam shrugged, "It's a little short."
"For such a slut, you sure are modest." Gabriella teased as she held up the white garment and inspected it more. "I like it."
"Great," Her relief was palpable. "Can we go now?"
"Why do girls have to go shopping so often?" Troy asked his mother between bites of a sandwich. He knew that the reservations were in two short hours but he was hungry.
"There are worse things than a girl wanting to look nice for a boy," She scolded, wiping the counter with a towel. "Now go bother your father, I need to get ready." She shooed him out before rushing upstairs.
Troy put his empty plate in the sink before joining his father on the couch. "Who's playing?" He asked, even though he could look at the scoreboard and see. He was bored and lonely.
Jack had to physically pull his eyes away from the television. He glared at his son before handing him a cold beer.
Troy opened it and took a long drink. Five minutes had not passed before he was cheering loudly with his father and yelling at the television. He was so distracted that he didn't notice the front door open. He didn't realize Gabriella watched him for a few moments with a small smile on her face before running up the stairs carrying bags.
Josh joined them after the girls kicked him out of the room. He was given the guys clothes so they could change without disrupting the girls. They each took five minutes and got ready before resuming their positions at the couch, drinking and watching sports.
"They need to hurry up before we're late," Jack complained, standing at the bottom of the stairs. "I am not paying for a trendy restaurant so we can show up late and lose our reservations."
"You need a credit card to make a reservation?" Josh asked, shocked.
"Yeah," Jack agreed, rolling his eyes. "Your mother has wanted to go to this place for months."
"Hush up," Lucille said, looking pretty in a blue floor length gown that had a diagonal top. It had an adornment at the waist that shimmered and had no sleeves. Her hair was down and wavy. "Let's go!"
"You look beautiful," Jack told her and offered his arm when she reached the bottom stair.
Pam and Gabriella descended the stairs together. Arm in arm, it was an attempt for Pam to get down safely in such high heels and carpet stairs. Gabriella was wearing a strapless black dress with shiny fringe that hit a couple inches above of the knee. She had a leather motorcycle jacket and her black heels were shiny and pointed. They had two straps that buckled across her foot. She had a silver arm cuff and her makeup was smoky. Her hair was up and curled.
Pam was wearing a slightly longer jade dress. She wore a thin black belt around her waist and it had one strap over the left shoulder. Her hair was in a half up half down and curled. She wore large gold hoops and black booties with peep toes. Her makeup was natural and she wore Barbie pink lipgloss.
"You look stunning," Tory stuttered, after he had restarted breathing.
Gabriella giggled and handed off Pam to Josh before hooking her arm with Troy.
"What's with the jacket?" Troy asked, making their way to his Escalade. He unlocked the doors with his remote so his parents could get in. "It's like 80 degrees."
Gabriella shrugged and played with the zipper. "I've had a chill all day."
This caused him to stop, "Are you feeling up enough to go?"
She laughed at his facial expression, "Come on worrier, let's go to dinner!"
"Let's drive separately!" Pam announced suddenly, sending a worried look to Gabriella.
Josh shot her a weird look and began to argue. She leaned over and whispered something in his ear which caused a smile to bloom. "Never mind," He said and dragged Pam to their car.
"That was weird," Troy said, climbing into his car.
"She probably promised him oral sex," Lucille offered from the backseat, patiently holding Jack's hand.
Troy groaned and turned on the radio to drown out his mother.
"It's perfectly natural," Lucille half-shouted, then she turned to Gabriella in the front seat. "Poor boy has always been embarrassed. I remember-"
Troy turned up the radio infinitely louder and ignored the pout that crossed Gabriella's face. He effectively cut off all the conversation and the ride was silent except for the music. Gabriella took over the radio choice and picked songs from her mp3 player she figured the parents would like. They pulled up just as Foreigner's "Feels Like the First Time" started their beginning chords. Troy turned off the radio and opened the car door for the valet at the door.
"Wow," Lucille whispered to Jack. "This place is amazing!"
And it was.
There were coral and the whole restaurant was done in burnt orange and brown. It had light installations but the whole restaurant had a darkness to it. The bar was white and there were the most beautiful people Lucille had ever seen surrounding it.
"Name," A snotty model thin woman said at the hostess stand.
Jack told her and she huffily grabbed menus. "Right this way," She told them and walked them to their table. "Your server will be right with you."
Troy pulled out Gabriella's chair before sitting in his own. She looked around the table and could see that everyone but her and Troy were very uncomfortable. They were sending very telling looks to the people around them.
"That lady was a bitch," Gabriella commented, looking at the menu. "Must be because her job won't let her eat."
Troy choked on his water and the rest of the table erupted in laughter. The tension was gone and both couples looked infinitely more comfortable.
"What are you getting?" Troy asked her, once she had set down the menu.
She pointed to it and pronounced it in perfect French.
Troy's jaw dropped and he wondered if she could get any sexier, "You speak French?"
Gabriella winked before engaging Pam in a conversation.
"What do you think about a spa day tomorrow Lucille?" Gabriella took a sip of her wine and smiled. "Just us girls."
"What?" Lucille half-screeched. "Of course I would love to! That is such a good idea!"
"The credit all goes to Pam," Gabriella lied. "It was her idea."
Lucille looked impressed and shot Pam a grateful look.
The food was well worth the price and all the couples were satisfied once the courses ended. Troy pulled out his credit card and handed it to the waiter before he could set down the check. Jack began to argue while grasping his wallet but was silenced by Troy.
Gabriella suddenly stood up. "I need to go to the bathroom," She announced before holding her mouth and running off.
The table was quiet for a moment.
"Does that mean she's pregnant?" Lucille asked excitedly.
"No mother it does not," Troy articulated, his teeth clenched. He was worried about her.
"You never know son," Jack commented, hiding a smile behind his wine glass.
"I do know because we've never had sex," He snapped, turning his head to the direction she ran off.
She returned around five minutes later.
"Sorry," She said and took a big gulp of her water.
"Do you think it was that restaurant at the mall?" Pam supplied helpfully.
Gabriella shot her a grateful look. "I did tell you it tasted weird."
"Maybe we should just call it a night," Lucille commented.
"No!" Both Pam and Gabriella shouted and everyone looked at them like they were crazy.
Gabriella coughed pathetically, "You guys go dancing, I'll be fine."
"But you were our ride?" Lucille argued.
"You guys can just take our car and we'll all ride in yours," Pam piped up, trying to make it look like she had just thought of it. "If that's fine?"
"Sounds great," Troy said, and helped Gabriella out of her chair.
"Hope you feel better," Lucille hugged her briefly.
To keep up pretenses, Pam did the same. "Good luck," She whispered.
Gabriella's arm tightened around her.
"You're going to have to let her go," Troy disentangled their arms and missed the desperate look Gabriella sent Pam.
Gabriella could not control her hands shaking nervously and she wondered what the hell she was doing. She groaned as "Like a Virgin" blasted and she wanted to just go dancing. When they reached the house, her nerves only got worse and she wondered if she was really going to throw up.
"You look really bad," Troy told her as he held open her car door.
Gabriella wanted to groan, that's what every girl wants to hear before she lost her virginity. He helped her to the bed and went downstairs to get medicine. Gabriella knew this was her chance. She threw off her jacket and with trembling hands unzipped her dress. She adjusted the cups to make her boobs look more enticing and struck a pose. She remembered to keep her shoes on, didn't guys like that?
"Wow," Troy gulped and placed the water and tablets on the dresser. "You look great but is that comfortable enough for how you feel."
"I'm not sick," She screeched and hit her hands on the bed.
"I never said you were," Troy said placating and gestured to the water. "Just take the medicine and you'll feel so much better."
"I don't need medicine," She snapped. "I need you to get over here and kiss me."
Troy gulped. He wanted to do that more than anything but he also needed to be a gentleman. "Are you sure that's a good idea since you're not feeling well?"
"I feel fine," She defended, her hands still shaking.
"Then why are you-" He pointed to her hand.
"I'm just nervous," She grasped her hands and blushed.
He gave her an unsure look and sat next to her on the bed. "Why are you nervous?"
She gave him a look and he understood.
He pulled her hair out of the ponytail she enticingly shook it out. "There's no reason to be nervous, it's not like it's either of our's first time."
She frowned and jumped up. "That's the last time I try and give you my virginity!"
He gaped, "Your what?"
She screamed in frustration before slamming the door shut. He opened the door and ran down the hall. He pleaded with her as she stomped down the stairs. She had reached the front door when he panicked and threw her over his shoulders. He ran up the stairs and threw her on the bed before locking the door.
"Can we please just talk?" He begged her.
She rolled her eyes but nodded.
"Tell me if I have this straight," Troy kneeled in front of her. "You want to have sex with me, for your first time, in my parent's house?"
Gabriella nodded, a smile breaking on her face. "That sums it up about right."
He paused, gathering his courage. "You understand that if we did this it would change things."
She giggled, "Of course it would."
"It would become real," He told her hopefully. It wasn't the love confession he was wishing for but it was definitely a step in the right direction.
"I told you from the beginning that I am not a prostitute." And with that statement she smashed her lips to his.
She woke up sometime later. The alarm clock beside the bed said it was 5:00 in the morning. His warm arm encased her and she realized with a blush, she was still naked. She snuggled back into Troy's arm and closed her eyes.
She was about to fall asleep when the insecurities came in.
She felt them choking her as the tears started to come. She should have waited until she knew he was interested. He had gotten what he wanted. The week was basically over and they had to leave tomorrow and go back to the real world.
It didn't matter anyways; she would never fit into his world. The world of costume galas, movie premieres, and models were not one for short smart girls. She slipped out of his arms and began to look for her discarded clothes. It was a lot harder than she thought with tears blinding her in the darkness.
She stuffed her clothes into her bags and wrote a quick note in the light of her cell phone. She scribbled another one and slipped it underneath Pam's door before sneaking out. It was 5:26 in the morning when she called the cab company. Gabriella walked to the nearest gas station and waited.
She wanted to make sure that she didn't get caught in front of the house.
It had to be as clean as possible.
She sent a text to Taylor and at 5:40 the cab appeared.
He turned around and surveyed her tear stricken face, "Where ya going little lady?"
"The closest airport," She told him and closed her eyes for the rest of the trip.
THE END!
Lol-just joking…maybe. There might be an epilogue, if you convince me ;)
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