A/N: Okay so I'll try to insert some Troypay in this chapter okay? I promise I will.
Troy's P.O.V
Okay, okay. I decided to head for Chad's advice and go for the test-date advice, so I asked Sharpay out. Maybe, just maybe, Sharpay could like me back too? You'll never know until you try, right? But if she really doesn't like me that way, then, maybe I don't want to know the answer to that question. But, seriously? I'm really looking forward to the date tonight. Which is in an hour… I can't wait!
So… I should be getting ready now, right? I want Sharpay to be impressed be my hot looks and fall in love with me right there and then. That is, if she hasn't already fallen in love with me… I know, I know, this is crazy! I, Troy Bolton, could date anyone I like. Even boys come after me, not that I …uhh…am interested though, but what do I do? I fall in love with the only person that I don't know if she likes me back or not. And I am not just in love; I'm head over heels for that girl.
I trudged to my room and picked out a casual Nike T-shirt and a pair of jeans. I decided to not overdo anything as it was just an 'unofficial' date. It was just for testing. To …see …if she really did like me, you know, that way. Oh God. I hope she does. I really hope she does.
So, after dressing, I get up and drive over to Sharpay's house, which is a short drive of about five minutes, and ring the doorbell. I could have walked and took her car to the mall, instead, but if this was going to be a proper 'date', then, I thought that I was going to drive my car. I could guess that her parents weren't home as their car wasn't in the driveway. I waited for a few seconds, which really seemed like hours and, finally, the door opened to reveal a stunning best-and-perhaps-more-friend of mine. Oh. My. God. I'm so not going to focus on that movie tonight.
Oh, how do I explain it; she was just, simply, amazing. I guess it was kind of embarrassing, you know, with me standing there, gaping at her. She was staring back, but not in the manner that I was staring at her but in a confused way, as if to think about my lack of audible response.
Crap, now she must think that I'm a freak.
I quickly shot out of my Sharpay-induced daze and lead her out the door. She gracefully stepped into the front passenger seat of my car while I open the car door for her. Then, I walked around the front of the convertible and hopped, literally, into the driver's seat.
I eyed her in a way that I'm not very sure I can be proud of, looking at her simple outfit of a halter-top and jeans. She smiled back. I'm melting… Her smile is perfect. Almost as if she practices smiling everyday in front of her mirror to get it absolutely correct but I know this just comes naturally for her, like everything else she does that seems to take my breath away.
I'm really cracking aren't I? Man, I can't help it. I love her so much that maybe; just maybe, I'm thinking that she likes me back. Maybe she does, but hey, isn't what this 'date' is for? A test?
Now she's staring at me, again. This feels awkward. I scratch the back of my neck and pull my eyes away from her, unwillingly, of course. I turned on the engine and drove off, but not before turning on the radio.
She's so beautiful every time I look at her I feel like I'm floating. I know, I sound like an obsessed admirer of her' s, which I obviously am, but I can't help it, I simply can't help it. She was there with me whenever I felt sad, or confused, even when I had problems with dating. Even when I had problems with Gabriella, she was there to comfort me and give me advice. She was so, I don't know, different from all the other girls. It seems that all they wanted was to appear perfect in my eyes, but Ashley was different; she wasn't afraid to show her flaws. It wasn't that she was proud of her flaws, who in their right mind would be? She was just, so natural. She didn't care what others thought of her. She did anything she wanted, just because she felt like it. What other people thought of her didn't bother much but she wasn't immune to all those rumors and gossips. I know that because she broke down before, in front of me, and I'm proud to say that I was there to comfort her, quite successfully, I might add.
I realize that Sharpay was practically shouting at the top of her lungs while I was thinking about her.
"TROY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING! WE ARE GOING TO THE MOVIES, RIGHT? IT'S THE WRONG WAY! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?"
"Huh? Oh, sorry. My fault. Thinking about… uh, nothing, really. Wrong way. Turn back. U-turn, u-turn."
"Wait, what were you thinking about? While driving, I might add…"
"It's nothing really."
Just you.
"What were you thinking of? You even drove the wrong way to the mall! The mall! We go there, like, every weekend? What could be so distracting?"
Just you.
"Nothing, just thinking about what movie we were going to watch when we get there."
"Okay, so stop thinking about it. We will figure that out when we get there. If, that is, we get there."
"Sorry."
Wrong turn? I can't believe it. Sharpay-love has taken over my mind! I turned up the volume to try to push thoughts of her out of my mind.
"Turn it down!"
"Oh, yeah, sorry…"
I turned the volume down and tried to concentrate on driving like a normal person.
Ring! Ring!
It was Sharpay's cell phone.
Sharpay's P.O.VI picked up my phone and realized that it was Gabriella.
"Hello?"
"Hey Gabriella."
"Okay, I was wondering if you were free tomorrow at five thirty?"
"Hmm, yes, I think so."
"Can you come to the beach with me?"
"Yeah sure! Where do we meet?"
"At the bicycle rental shop, okay?"
"Okay."
I hung up. But before that, I swear I heard a loud 'Yes!' from Gabriella's side of the phone.
Hmm…weird. Why was a so happy that I had agreed to go to the beach with her? Maybe she had something interesting planned…
But I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind and focused on the 'date' with Troy. Did he really ask me out, or was this his definition of 'just hanging out'?
My god, I really hope that Troy likes me. But how in the world would I know that? It wasn't like he was going to confess his feelings to me… or something… Would he? I mean, it could happen, right? But what if he goes out with Gabriella again? Then he will forget all about me, about all the happy times we had together and he and Gabriela would live happily ever after. Leaving me with nothing left in this world, except the beautiful memories that we had together, and absolutely nothing else. But I'll find my own happiness, right? It isn't like I don't have my fair share of suitors. But in my heart, I will always love Troy, whether or not he loves me back.
Sigh.
He parked the car and led me out of me seat.
So sweet.
We walked into the mall side by side, with hands brushing occasionally. He went to buy the tickets to a horror movie that he successfully persuaded me to watch with him and bought some sweet popcorn, but not before consulting me what type of popcorn I wanted first.
We went into the cinema and I was feeling a little cold but I guess Troy could tell. I mean, how could he not? My teeth were practically chattering! He put his arms around me and held me tight, which made me feel much warmer. Plus, it wasn't as obvious when I got scared in the movie, which made me hug him and bury my head in his chest. But I think he noticed it, as every time I pulled him closer, and hugged him tighter, he turned to look at me in a comforting way and hugged me back. Or maybe he wasn't looking at me just when I hugged him, because I caught him a few times staring at me when I wasn't even hugging him.
Hmm…Weird. He's just my friend. Right?
When I was getting out of the cinema, I guess I was too busy looking at Troy or something, because, the next thing I knew, there was an excruciating pain in my left ankle and I was on the floor.
Then, I realized, I had twisted my left ankle.
What? This is not happening. I did not just twist my ankle during my first 'date' with Troy. My God. Why? Why does a thing like this happen to me? Especially now? How romantic. Why not anyone else? What, exactly did I do to deserve this? I seriously cannot believe this.
Shut up, Sharpay Evans! You are such a drama queen! Anyway, this might be fate. That you fall down and sprain your ankle and Troy comes and… Oh my god. What is Troy doing?
Wait. That's so sweet. He sees me clutching my ankle tightly and figures that I must have sprained or broken it or something. He's gently stoking it, now, asking me if I'm all right.
Aww, that's so sweet.
"Shar, Shar, are you okay? What's wrong? Does it hurt?"
"My god it hurts. It hurts so badly. I think I twisted my ankle."
"I'll carry you to the car park, okay?"
"Uhh…are you sure about this?"
"Yeah, yeah. Come on Shar, you are my friend. And you've sprained your ankle."
He turned around and asked me to 'hop on'. So I did. He carried me all the way to the car park without a single complaint.
God, he's so sweet. No wonder I'm falling for him. Hard.
He then opens the car door for me with me still on his back, which I thought would be quite difficult, with me on his back and all, but I guess it wasn't, not for him anyways, because it didn't seem to be.
He seated me inside the car and made sure that I was comfortable before jogging off to the other side of the car to get into the driver's seat.
He carried me to my doorstep, as I couldn't persuade him that I could walk, which, really, the truth was, I couldn't.
He went in too; to make sure I was okay. And after a few words of reassurance, I had convinced him that I wasn't going to trip down the stairs if I wanted to use the bathroom. God, he's so paranoid.
But that's one of the things that I love about him. Shut up Sharpay, you love everything about him!
I watched him get back into his car and drive away with a smile on my face. My mind drifted off to the movie that I had just watch. Boy, I get the chills even thinking about it.
Troy's P.O.VSo, the test date went great, but I could not really see any obvious signs. Except for one, which I'm not too happy about.
Sharpay seemed way too eager to get me out of her sight when the 'date' was over. She sprained her ankle and practically chased me out of her house. That was not a good sign.
Definitely not a good sign.
But, then again, they way she hugged me those multiple times during the movie was just…too good to be true. But that was because she was just scared, not because the loves me.
Damn.
Ring! Ring!
It was Chad calling.
"Hello Chad."
"Hey Chad."
"What's up?"
"Are you free tomorrow at around five thirty?"
"Uhh, yeah. Why?"
"Can you meet me at the beach, then?"
"Yes, but why do you want to go to the beach for? That's kind of odd for you."
"Nothing, I just want to get some…uhh…fresh air. Meet me at the bicycle rental shop, okay?"
"Whatever. I'll see you there."
"Bye."
Click.
I felt tired so I changed and got into bed.
No one's P.O.V
Ring! Ring!
It my phone that was ringing. And it was two in the morning.
What the hell?
It was Sharpay calling. I shot up at the thought of Sharpay being in trouble. I mean, why call him in the middle of the night when she wasn't in trouble? She could wait until later to tell him anything that wasn't important, right?
I picked up the phone.
"What wrong, Shar?"
"Troy, I'm scared. Can you come over?"
She was crying. Wait. No. She was sobbing her heart out. And she sounded scared.
I rushed to her house and knocked on her door. After waiting awhile, the door opened to find Ashley on the other side, looking, well, frightened.
"My god, Shar, what happened?"
"I had a nightmare about the movie that we had watched earlier."
"A nightmare?"
"I dreamt of people trying to kill me."
"Wha…"
"I know, you are so going to laugh at me and everything. So, go ahead."
I struggled to not laugh at Sharpay getting nightmares about a movie about being murdered, it was hard, but I managed to stop myself from bursting into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. I just had to show Sharpay that I really did care for her and she could trust me with anything. Absolutely anything.
"Laugh? Why would I laugh? Come on, Shar. You know that I'm not that kind of person, right?"
"Yeah, right. Of course I do." she replied, smiling slightly with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"Good. So now let's get you back in bed."
"Troy?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you stay for the night?"
"Yeah, sure."
We snuggled in Sharpay's cozy bed, with both of us not getting a good night's sleep. Sharpay because of her nightmare, and me because this might be the closest I would ever get to being with her. And I didn't want it to be that way. I wanted her to be mine. I wanted her to be my girlfriend. And not just a fling that I have with me previous girlfriends, I want it to be long term. But, by the looks of it, it was not going to happen.
Okay everyone, that was chapter 2! And uhh, just for your information, they weren't doing it, whatever made you think that. Reviews very much appreciated.