"I've kissed a guy... I've kissed guys. I just haven't felt that thing.... That thing... that moment when you kiss someone and everything around you becomes hazy, and the only thing in focus is you and this person. And you realize that that person is the only person you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life. And for one moment you get this amazing gift. And you wanna laugh and you wanna cry, 'cause you feel so lucky that you've found it, and so scared that it'll go away all at the same time."
-Josie Geller, Never Been Kissed
It was the worst make out session in the history of horny teenagers.
"Troy… Troy babe… please." Gabriella begged while writhing beneath him on her beige bed, attempting to pull out any reaction from him. Troy wasn't even listening. He just continued to press his lips to her neck, not putting any pressure or suction or anything to it. It was just… pathetic really. Gabriella's hands were roaming over the valleys of his body, hopelessly trying to guide Troy's hands to her chest to feel some sort of stimulation. Anything to make her feel relief that he wasn't torturing himself by thinking.
She would have bet her soul that he was imagining Eric on top of Gabriella instead of himself.
He kissed her weakly, but it couldn't even be considered a kiss. It was more like; Troy's creamy peach lips were just touching her skin. It scared Gabriella. There was something wrong, something deeply wrong and it had to do with the run in with Eric that afternoon. She wasn't stupid; she knew Troy was actually taking into consideration what he said. The prosperous idea that Eric could make her happier than he could.
"Mmm… Troy… come on…" She was begging while trailing her fingers up the crevice of his bare back muscles. After a basically silent evening of actually watching a movie, nd that was correct, they actually watched the movie despite Gabriella's attempts to instigate a make out session about every fifteen minutes. He was upset with what her best friend said. And worse, he was listening to it. After her father came home, Troy "left" which was really that he parked about a hundred yards away and then came back through her balcony, like he did at least three times a week nowadays. Now, he was hovering over Gabriella's thin frame, barely moving while Gabriella was desperate for a response.
Ever since they began to discover each other's bodies in the sexual way, Gabriella began to discover the things that would trigger Troy's desires. Outlining his back and peck muscles, caressing the back of his tough neck and running her petite fingers through his sandy brown hair. All of these things and more usually made him beg for some action between his legs, but tonight, as Gabriella slipped a shaven leg around his, pushing their groins together, horror exploded on her face.
He wasn't even hard.
"What is it?" she whispered sweetly into his ear while threading her hands through his silky locks. He immediately stopped pressing his lips against hers but kept his eyes closed, as though he didn't want to spoil her face by looking. "Troy, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." His normally velvet voice was actually rough like sandpaper. It was so unnatural, so wrong with Mother Nature to be.
Yeah, like she was going to believe that.
"Please don't lie to me." She begged in a convincing voice. Troy's long eyelashes fluttered open, Gabriella taking a gasp at what were behind them. His ceruleans were tormented, to the point that they were so bright they almost were a blizzard white. A storm brewed behind them, a raging frosty fire that burned into her face. Gabriella gripped his bulging muscles tightly in shock, trying to cling to him with every inch of her.
"I don't want to talk about it." He mumbled quietly before staring down at her lime colored sport's bra and violet stripped pajama booty shorts. He was only wearing his midnight colored boxers.
Slowly, Troy pulled away from her tiny body and sat on the edge of her springy bed, staring off into the hazy moonlight that caused a circle on the floor. After the storm, it seemed to clear outside, showing the moon's refection into her large and black room. "Do you love me?" Gabriella questioned with her voice shaking, she already knew the answer.
Crawling like a six year old scared of the dark; Gabriella reached him and encircled her slender arms around his built torso. Troy immediately looked down upon her gorgeous figure, eyes wide and desperate as he pulled his own muscles around her, Gabriella's feeling them contract in an electrifying way. "How can you even ask me that?" He murmured before kissing the top of her loose waves.
"Then you have to tell me when I do something wrong." Gabriella begged silently, her voice vibrating against his bronze skin.
She suddenly felt two tender fingers raise her rounded chin, causing their lusting eyes to connect in a powerful gaze that almost caused her to pass out. "Don't ever think it's you okay? You're perfect."
"Then tell me… it's Eric isn't it?" As soon as the words came out, Troy became stone and immediately pealed her arms away, standing up and looking blankly out the window.
"He's your best friend." Troy reminded her softly, though Gabriella could see he was shaking.
The shadows of the room made him so unbelievable tormented, yet so sexy. His arms were protruding and clenched, pecks tight and abs heaving with his quick breath. "I don't care Troy. Tell me how you feel. Let it out, scream at me if you have to," Okay, maybe that was a bad idea, her father might wake up. Gabriella rose from the bed, staring at his beautiful figure. "Please Troy, let it out."
His head cocked to the side so he could see her through his peripheral. The back shadow that loomed over his face was so erotic. The azure eyes shut, finally the tension that had built since the first football game coming out now.
Finally.
"It's so goddamn hard Gabi." Troy announced as though his body was being thrown into a fire and burned harshly. Gabriella couldn't help but feel the pang of guilt in her flat stomach. The black silhouette caused his strong body to appear all the more beautiful in the shine of the moonlight. "He's in love with you... I can't just let that roll off my back like it's nothing!"
Gabriella's throat was dry; finally the pressure had been building for so long. She had to let him know though. Eric meant nothing to her romantically. She had everything she ever wanted in the sexy form in front of her who was tortured.
"But it is nothing. He's my best friend, that's it Troy," Gabriella desperately tried to convince as she crossed the black room and let her thin arms slip around his strong torso again. His muscular grasp reflexively gripped her back tightly. "I'm in love with you... not him. Don't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Troy responded dangerously low and passionately.
"Then what is it? Gabriella questioned, her heart rapidly beating against his frozen chest.
"I'm afraid he'll steal you away," The ceruleans pierced into her coffee eyes, desperation bubbling through them. "I can't lose you Gabriella... I won't. I already… I already lost my parents… I can't lose you."
Gabriella immediately gripped the pendent hanging from her neck, pooling in her cleavage. Troy never talked about his parents unless it was something serious. She could feel the heat from his heart burn into her skin as the metal cut into her palm. "You won't lose me." She whispered as his lips glided across his smooth and brisk skin.
"You were never supposed to love me. You knew him first, you were friends with him first, you…" Troy began to state all the reasons they shouldn't be together. Gabriella didn't want to hear the rest.
"You stole my heart away the moment I saw you in the cafeteria," she mumbled before kissing his shoulder. Troy immediately switched her in his arms so their stomachs were brushing each other. For the first time all night, Troy was showing affection by drawing circles on the small of her back with his thumbs. "You saved me when my car broke down; you gave me your heart Troy. I'm not gonna give it to Eric."
Troy sighed in despair. "But I can't hold you back if you fall in love with him. I… I love you too much."
There was a sudden jerk in her stomach and her eyes immediately shot up to his burning with passion and desire. A light bulb triggered on as he said the words. The mystery that had been driving Gabriella crazy ever since he said he didn't want to do anything physical with her. Everything seemed to connect together in a terrifying way. The last time he said he loved her too much, it was that he didn't want to take advantage of her. For some reason, when the words slipped from his mouth, the realization dawned on her.
Gabriella's mouth was dry. "You… you… you won't have sex… because you think… me and Eric."
The words left her mouth and suddenly the room became dense. Troy dropped his gaze and Gabriella felt his thumbs stop working on her back. She watched with her luscious lips slightly parted, Troy wincing as though he didn't want to tell her. "I don't want you to waste your first time."
"Troy… I want it to be with you. Please don't ever thing I want to be with anyone else." Gabriella kissed his tight jaw.
Troy held her gaze before closing his eyes, tortured again. "There's uh… there's another reason…"
The oxygen was ripped from her lungs. Another reason? How many could one guy have?! "Another?" She whispered, her coyness returning again.
Troy nodded slowly, fighting with himself if he should tell her or not. "I'm so fucking in love with you Gabriella," Troy confessed while now holding her precious face in his hands, like he was holding the world. The ice in his palms ironically burned her rosy cheeks. "So much it scares the shit out of me. I can't… if I… the second I'm in you… I'll…"
He was fighting for words. "You'll…" Gabriella whispered her voice so quiet it was unheard.
Troy took a deep breath. "If you ever leave me for Eric and we have sex… God Gabi… I'm not gonna be able to handle it," it was clearly eating him away inside. "With you it's gonna be like giving away my first time again, the right way."
It made complete sense. If Troy and Gabriella had sex, they would be connected closer and more intense than before. If Gabriella then went and broke up with him, he would be crushed forever.
Horror crossed Gabriella's soft features as she tightly gripped the side of his smooth face, passion burning in her mocha eyes. She could not believe this. Any other girl would think he was just being sweet, but Gabriella's fire was raging through her. "You listen to me Troy Bolton. I don't want Eric. I never will." It was so unlike Gabriella to be this forward, but Troy had changed her for the better that now, it was in her personality. "I love you, I crave you, I want you. You're my life now."
Troy didn't say anything. He just turned his head slightly, but Gabriella forced him to look at her again. "I…"
"I love you Troy Bolton. I never want to be with anyone else but you." She pulled herself tight against his built chest, Troy pulling her into a tight embrace that even the Jaws of Life wouldn't be able to rip them away. She pushed her face to his marble skin, feeling his breath come and irregular tempos.
"I don't want you to regret anything." He repeated, before Gabriella shook her head rapidly.
"The only thing I regret is not moving to Crescent City three years ago."
"I think I like Eric."
Gabriella, Kelsi, and Taylor's heads all snapped up with their eyes bright and horrified. The almost forgotten sun shined down onto the table outside even if the wind was causing them to wear heavy jackets. It didn't matter, in Crescent City; any moment of sunshine was a moment to celebrate. So they were eating lunch outside, even though every single one of them were wrapped in tight blankets and huddled together while the guys were off tossing a football around.
It was Wednesday, and Gabriella had counted twenty one days and twenty one hours until she would be leaving for LA with her boyfriend. After their conversation on Saturday night, it seemed that things had gone back to normal. If not, better than normal. Troy was much more aggressive when they were alone ever since it was revealed about his fears with going too far. She couldn't deny that she was still upset about them, but she didn't want to push him either.
But this new information? Gabriella almost dropped her peanut butter and jelly sandwich at the shock.
"YOU LIKE ERIC?!" Taylor practically screamed into the open air as Shapray's eyes widened with… was that fright? Sharpay grabbed her mouth forcefully before she could say any more, Kelsi looking like she was about to pass out.
Gabriella stared at her, a complete loss for words. This was not happening. It was a dream come true, really, but it couldn't be happening.
"Tell India why don't you? Zeke's over there you bitch!" Sharpay nodded her bright pink hat covered head over in the direction of where the boys in sweatshirts were tackling each other. Gabriella felt chills run down her spin when her eyes landed on her own boyfriend, who was lying on the grass in a navy blue sweatshirt laughing, the shivers most definitely not from the cold.
Zeke had not fully recovered from the break up yet. Sure, he and Sharpay were talking again, and he was begging to flirt with other girls, but it still seemed to hurt him just looking at the blonde. "When did you discover this?" Kelsi questioned in her timid tone.
No one noticed the junior girls behind them listening intently on their conversation.
Sharpay shrugged her breakable shoulders in her fushia jacket as she glanced back and the rowdy friends. Gabriella watched as her light brown eyes narrowed on the sexy figure whom had just glanced in her direction. "I dunno."
Gabriella did, Troy must have helped when they hung out on Saturday.
She couldn't help but feel a swell of triumph in her tiny chest. Eric had once again returned to the brother like figure after the whole Saturday incident. The only time that Gabriella noticed him desiring anything more was when Troy was around. It seemed to her like he was getting over her slowly, but he didn't want to lose to Troy either.
Boys were officially stupid.
"I think I just had a heart attack." Taylor gripped her left breast as though it was furiously beating. Maybe it was. Gabriella herself was shocked, probably not as much as the other two since she had seen in coming for awhile, but still it was almost like hearing the sky would be purple tomorrow.
"What um… changed your mind?" Kelsi hesitated before taking a snap out of a carrot she was eating.
Again, Sharpay rolled her eyes like they were the dumbest girls on the planet. "I don't know, he's hot? Why the fuck do you like Chad? He looks like Lil Wayne that got a fucked up perm and then crashed into a manure truck."
Gabriella couldn't help but laugh at Sharpay's insane comments. "Hmmmph." Taylor pouted before ripping a bite of her healthy wrap.
She smiled softly at the drama queen before reaching towards her slightly. "I think you two would be great." Gabriella encouraged and before she could say anything else, a sudden force ripped her from her seat, producing an earth shattering scream from her tiny throat.
Her petite frame whirled around as she giggled, knowing exactly who was giving her these incredible sensations. "You should scream like that more often, only adding a four letter word to it…" Troy's husky voice suggested silently before pressing a kiss to her neck.
How strange, he was making jokes about having sex, yet he wouldn't even do it with her. Damn boy.
"What word would that be?" she questioned seductively while holding his hands tightly on her waist, again not noticing that the girls behind Sharpay were giggling and pointing to the seniors, which the guys hand returned to.
Troy kissed her rosy and cold cheek again. "Whatever you like. Fuck, Troy, harder, faster deeper. Pick one."'
Gabriella giggled her honey laugh. "The last three are six letters."
Troy's bronze face frowned disappointed. "The bases are four letters… is this a grammar lesson or me being horny?"
Gabriella pecked his lips, already feeling warmer as she wrapped her tiny arms around his body. "Both."
"Hey horn dogs!" Chad announced through the bitter air, immediately causing the couple to turn around and Gabriella snuggle into Troy's chest further. Even though his skin was cold, just being in his grasp was heating her up.
"Bolton, you coming Sunday?" Jason asked curiously.
Gabriella's black eyebrows narrowed curiously. Sunday? "What's Sunday?" She questioned her perfect boyfriend before watching him nod. Clearly he knew what Chad was talking about even if she didn't.
"Yeah I'm there!" Troy nodded before sitting down at the wearing down table and pulling Gabriella into his warm lap, rubbing his hands up and down her jacket to produce warmth. Gabriella found her favorite spot in the crook of his neck. "I can pretend I'm Tom Brady."
"Oh, Tom Brady is SO hot!" Sharpay swooned before Gabriella once again furrowing her brows.
"Why are we talking about football?" Gabriella asked before Troy gingerly rubbed her back.
"Because I'm having the guys over on Sunday. It's supposed to be sunny again." Jason looked up at the sky stupidly as if the answer would be written there.
"Don't worry. I'll win for you." Troy mumbled before pressing a kiss to her icy skin again.
It took a minute before Gabriella made the connection. Jason was friends with Eric. Troy was excited.
Troy wanted to beat Eric at his own sport.
Would this ever end?
