Gabriella watched the Troy rehearsing his lines with the king and queen. Opening night was this weekend. Over the last few weeks her friendship with Troy had a comforting feel to it like no other. She felt safer when he was around, she enjoyed study sessions in his room and watching movies with the gang. She treasured every time he held her hand and the pauses that came when he was close enough to kiss her. It was all new, it was all butterflies and mistletoe, however she noticed Troy sitting with Cindy yesterday in the library. They were talking about something that made Troy smile and Cindy give him a hug. It had taken everything to stay rooted behind her desk and not jump up on that table and yank the hair out of her scalp.
Gabriella looked down at her script and read though her lines a bit more trying to avoid getting caught staring. They hadn't had sex and that was fully Gabriella decision, she figured if everything just stayed like how it was she might have a chance on not falling deeper when the bottom of this relationship fell out. In fact she didn't even know if she was in a relationship? At this point it was more like just friends with benefits. Gabriella let out a small sigh as she leaned back and placed the script beside her. She'd been studying that script religiously and nothing was going to stick now that hadn't already.
Her mother was flying in on Friday and so was her aunt as well. Troy's grandmother was coming the morning of. Gabriella bit her nails, how would she introduce him to her mother? Hi mom this is Troy a good friend that I make out with a lot? or Mom this is Troy the local man whore I've decided to attach myself too? Gabriella leaned back none of her options left her any dignity. Sharpay was officially Zeke's girlfriend as of last week and Taylor had went out on another date with Chad last night. All the while Gabriella was living in a fantasy world that almost revolved around Troy. At least when the play was over she'd see less of him. Maybe over the holiday break all that distance will make her wiser? After all she was deaf, dumb, and blind. She saw girls hanging on Troy all the time, talking to him, trying to flirt he had a way of making everyone feel special, what made her so sure she was the only one?
Troy looked at Gabriella as she sat at the top of his bed with an open book, they were studying for the midterm on Monday. Only he couldn't find it possible to take his eyes of her legs. After rehearsal they went for pizza and agree to study in his room. Big mistake, bad idea, as long as she was in a bed he couldn't concentrate. Troy been in the position twice already, he was horny and god knows he wanted her but whenever he ignited something intimate that was more than kissing she shut down packed up and Troy was left behind with a no release. Maybe she just wanted to be friends, or maybe she was just into kissing? Troy looked at his notebook then up at her, he hadn't asked her to be his official girlfriend yet.
To be honest he was afraid of putting himself out there if she didn't like him as much as he worshiped her. Troy put his notebook and book to the side on his desk and then sat down at the edge of the bed. Gabriella instantly looked up from her notebook and gave him a small smile. "What do you want?"
"Me," He indicated looking around the room. "Nothing I just wanted to sit here and watch you."
"That's creepy," She said looking back down at her notebook.
"Want a foot rub?" he said reaching for her foot and untying her tennis shoe. Today she was in a small jean skirt and blue baby t-shirt. The skirt was driving him crazy, she was driving him crazy. Pulling off her sock he slowly rubbed her foot. The skin on skin contact felt good, after sitting across from her for so long. There was no doubt about it in his mind he was in love with this small petite brunette in his bed. He wanted to tell her, but he just couldn't get the words to come out. It never felt like the right time to just blurt out I love you, especially when he was the one saying it first.
Gabriella let out a small moan. "That feels amazing."
Troy bit his lip because everything about that sound was amazing, she was so sensitive to his touch. When he held her hand she blushed, when he gave her a simple kiss on the lips he could feel her surrender against his chest or just almost sigh when he pulled away. Her reaction to him told him that sexual chemistry was not lacking between them. In fact if he put his money on it he'd bet she wanted him sexually just as much as he wanted her. Physical attraction was a plus but her emotional attraction seemed to be in distant thought.
Gabriella put her pen down and leaned back into his pillows closing her eyes and enjoying his hands working the muscles on her feet. Troy was getting harder by the moment and he slowly let his hands sneak up to her ankle. Troy wasn't a fool or armature when it came to seducing a woman, which is the only reason he knew Gabriella was making a effort to physically stay away from his every attempt. It was like a game, only he had no intentions of playing games with her. When it came to Gabriella his only intention was to make her eyes rollback with pleasure and her toes curl with excitement.
Gabriella felt her body relaxing, slowly drifting off into a mellow pool of Troy. His hands on her skin seemed to set off fires on her body. Almost sizzling after his touch had moved on. Troy was obviously not a high school boy, or a boy next door for that matter. Gabriella opened her eyes to watch as he untied the other shoe and pulled it off from her foot placing it down on the foot of the bed. She wanted to give herself to him, she ached to give herself to him. But she had to use her head about this, giving into to his touch meant the chase would be over. It meant their relationship would change, she would be old news something he already had.
She was a small town girl from a small High School with 210 graduating seniors. Was she fit for the big apple, fit to keep up with a man like Troy. He was older then her by just a year but he felt so much older. He was serious about school work, he was serious about the play. Troy was mature in a way she'd never experience a man to be. He knew when to make jokes knew when it was time to be serious and she loved that the most about him, not only was he a down to earth guy but he felt solid, like someone she could place her faith in.
Gabriella closed her eyes again. Why didn't she trust him? Was it only because of what she saw yesterday? His arms around Cindy as she jumped up and down, how he laughed, how he seemed to have a special kind of smile when he talked to her. Gabriella felt his hands on her café working the muscles until they were like putty in his hands. Troy Bolton was not a boy nor innocent, boys like him had intentions. Gabriella looked back down as his focus was purely on her legs. Could she love him if she could find it in her to do it? Could she trust him even though she never met a man worth trusting? Most importantly could she give herself to him and live with the fact that in morning he might not want her anymore?
Troy placed his knee between her legs and other on over her leg, coming up to her lips he used his hands on either side of her to brace himself. The kiss was soft he felt her hands slide up his arms and wrap around his neck her skin was smooth against his. Everything about her gave him the urge to make her his, to wipe the thought of any other man from her mind. He wanted to claim her keep her in his room and make her moan with delight. His right hand slowly shifted leaning his weight left he used his right hand to seep up her leg underneath her skirt. He felt the Sharp inhale from Gabriella and he paused coming down closer to her she relaxed back into the pillow as he shifted his weight to the side.
She was warm underneath him, small and giving. She brought her leg up slowly once he moved to lie beside her and he didn't let it stop his hand from continuing its journey. He pressed into her more with his kiss almost to distract her. He wanted her to have a taste of pleasure he could bring her if she let him. His tongue slithered between her lips seeking hers as his hands slipped between her thighs. He loved this skirt, he loved that she was so shy whenever he came to close to her panties. It made him smile it made him warm inside and most importantly it made him harder. With small gesture he pushed her legs apart enough to so that he could lightly run his hand over her through the thin fabric of her panties.
When she jerked in surprise he didn't stop. Gabriella felt his hand firmly press against her and as she shifted a bit a small buzz of pleasure took form, making her arch a bit toward him. She felt Troy lips leave her own and move down to her jaw. Just as she was about to protest he began to move his hand in a small circle over her and his lips pressed against her neck. Gabriella let out a moan as she closed her eyes and felt all the nerves in her body come to live with pleasure and need. His hand was firm and it kept the same soft pressure as he kissed and nipped at her neck slowly. Gabriella breath caught as her breath got quicker. "Troy," she whispered as she grabbed hold of his shirt bunching it up in her hands.
Gabriella hips began to rock a bit into his hand, was this happening? Was she about to let him make her orgasm, something so intimate and she was going to let him do it with a simple touch. She felt herself slowly crumbling away in his hand each movement now in a faster speed she closed her lips and gulped in much needed air as she shut her eyes tight and a moan escaped her lips.
He wanted her to moan, he wanted her to say his name again. Her whisper was so sexy, the sound of his name had never turned him on that much before but from her lips he craved the sound. His hand kept going and she began to tremble, she began to moan a bit more and he brought his lips to her ears. "I want you to cum for me Gabriella."
"Troy," the sound of it made him shiver a little bit with his own desires. Troy moved to her lips taking them for his own as she arched herself into him and moaned a bit louder. Troy lips curved into the kiss as he felt her body dip into spasms her muscles contracting under his touch and her grip on him got tighter as she pulled him closer riding on his hand and the pleasure pumping through her body. "Troy," she said a bit louder once her mouth was free. Troy smiled as he slowed down and let her slowly fall back into the bed beside him and relax. They were both silent for moment. Troy wasn't too sure he wanted to move afraid that he might scare her.
As soon as reality sunk in Gabriella brought her hands up to her face as a blush began to burn her cheeks. "Oh my god," she mumbled as she tried to hide. She had never done what they just did before. To be honest she didn't even think that was possible. Her face must been so contorted, she wasn't as pretty as other girls so she could only image he must have been horrified.
Troy was still watching her and a small chuckle came to his lips as he slowly picked up her hand to expose half of her face. "I think that was the sexiest thing I ever saw."
"Your joking right?" She said opening her right eye to look at him.
"I never lie about something sexy." He said bring her hand down to feel the major erection he had from making and watching her orgasm.
"Oh my god," she said sliding her other hand so it covered both her eyes and she bit her lips. "I can't believe I let you do that."
"Promise me you won't do that for anyone else." He said in a low voice as his hand came up to rest on her stomach.
Gabriella uncovered her eyes and looked down at him as he rested his head softly on her chest so he could look up at her.
"I want front row seats to every orgasm you ever have." He smiled and watched the blush seep into her face again.
"Please stop talking." Gabriella let out a small laugh as she looked up the ceiling.
Troy shifted so that he was lying on the pillows beside her. They were quite a bit more and Troy reached for her free hand taking it in his own and holding it. Her hands were so small, and they fit so perfectly into his. "Gabriella?"
"mmm?" she said her eyes still staring at the ceiling with a small smiled on her face.
"Have you ever had a boyfriend?"
She wasn't expecting that question, wasn't expecting the serious tone in his voice. "Not really," she answered.
"I've never had an actual girlfriend before?"
"Really?" Gabriella turned her head to face him as he kept his eyes content on their hands as if he were examining for some kind of answer.
"Having a sex life isn't a relationship," he said in low voice. "All it does it keep people at a distance, lets you have control over who walks in and out of your life when you want them to."
Gabriella listened her heart beginning to beat faster was this the 'we can still be friends but get out speech?' Gabriella held her breath as he opened his mouth to speak again.
"I've never met anyone that I haven't been able to manipulate or stick around long enough to learn if they have any siblings."
Gabriella closed her eyes as she listened to sound of her heart chip a little bit. Was he really doing this after what just happened?
"What's your cat's name?"
It was so random that it pulled Gabriella back to her body and she considered whether she should just leave now or keep this rejection going. Apart of her wanted to leave and just forget about him but she knew it would be easier to stay away if she heard this and easier to forget him if she could stay away. "Tweedy."
Troy laughed and the sound was the richest and beautiful thing she ever heard. "Who does that?" he said after a moment. Troy brought her hand up to his lips. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that there's a first time for everything,"
Gabriella was confused. "Wait what are you saying Troy?" she sat up and he followed.
"Maybe I'm not saying it right," he said with a small shrug. "Not like I would know how to say it at all. I mean I wish it didn't sound so juvenile or so High School but," Troy smiled and looked at her again. "Would you be my girlfriend?"
The world had no sound at that moment. Gabriella tried to listen for anything, any sound that might be out there rather than the small ringing in her ears. She looked down at her hands and found then trembling a little. Then a though hit her and she sobered as she looked back up at him. "Troy don't mess with me, if you're looking for sex that's not going to happen?"
"So you're not just, not having sex with me. You've decided no sex at all?" he chuckled a bit nervously. "That's extreme."
It was silent and Gabriella closed her eyes. "I not having sex with you, because you're…. you."
"What does that mean?" he said taken back a little. "Am I repulsive to you?" Troy watched as she shifted. Gabriella grabbed her note book which had fallen to the side of the bed in the heat of the moment, a moment that was ending in a flaming disaster. Troy reached out and grabbed her hand forcing her to stop and look up at him. "What's wrong."
Gabriella looked away from him and then she looked down at their hands. "People don't change Troy, sex for you is like some kind of drug, and I'm not going to base a relationship around it."
"Who said anything about sex, I haven't forced myself on you or begged you for anything." Troy got up from the bed. "I asked you to be my girlfriend."
"No," Gabriella got from the bed and picked up her shoes and socks. "You're not just any boy, Troy," Gabriella said holding her things in her arms. "How do I know you're not just going to wake up and think of me as a ball and chain one day?"
Troy stood up and tossed his hands. "How am I so sure you won't think of me that way?"
Gabriella rolled her eyes and turned for the door and Troy was on her heals faster than the wind was breaking around her. His hand flew over the door blocking her exit. "I know you want to be with me, all the sex crap aside that has nothing to do with it."
"Are you kidding me," Gabriella said letting her shoulders fall. "Troy, if Chad was right about one thing he was right about you and women."
Troy stood up a little straighter. "I have a past alright." Troy took a step forward letting his arms fall. "But you know what, I wouldn't change a thing, I am who I am and if that doesn't seem to be up to par on your morality meter I'm not going to keep you captive."
Gabriella felt tears from in her eyes. "I don't know Troy, your reputation isn't exactly something I want attached to mine."
"So what are we?" Troy said the rejection beginning to boil in his blood. "What was that a few moments ago?" he said pointing to the bed.
"Call it a lack of self control; trust me… it won't happen again." The expression on her face was small. Troy frowned and he let his arm fall. That was the sound of his own words shot back in his face. He was stunned, all too aware of what had just happen. Was she really getting him back for turning her down before?
"Just get into bed and let this be a faded memory in morning." Gabriella walked around him and pulled the door open she didn't want to be there anymore.
Troy placed a hand over his mouth as he heard the door close behind him. He stared down at the bed, his chest hurt, his lungs struggled and most of all he missed her. Her scent lingered in his room, a hair tie on his nightstand that belonged to her and the highlighter she was using tossed to the floor. Troy took in the sight of his bed and he let his hands fall to his hips as he walked over to it and fell back into the sheets.