Some Like It Hot
trumpetrulez101
OK, so I have decided to postpone the sequel, as I didn't like how this ended. So I'm cutting off the epilogue, and starting 3 months after the party and everything that happened there. Please review! This chapter is 25 pages written out in my notebook, so I might divide into separate chapters, or keep it as one long one, as a reward for waiting this long.
By the way, both Troy and Gabriella will have major personality changes throughout the story, and if you're wondering why, it's because they are both confused about what they want from each other. And because I'm the author and it's my story. )
This chapter will probably be extremely long, because of all the songs in it, so feel free to bypass the lyrics. They just sort of help get the point across.
This chapter is high T- to barely an M for sexual references and some language. Please don't be offended!
Disclaimer: I own only the plot. So don't sue me for getting an idea. Please.
Troy paused as she came into the classroom. It was three months after his party, and he had forgiven her for everything. The only problem was, she didn't know it yet.
Gabriella sat down at her desk, completely ignoring Troy. She forgave him. Forgave him for what, she wasn't sure, but she did forgive him. Now she just had to tell him that.
"Can I talk to you for a second?" She rose and hovered over the shaggy-haired captain, shifting from foot to foot. He stood silently, took her by the waist, and led her out into the hallway, ignoring the whispers from surrounding students.
"What's up?" He murmured, looking at her seriously. She could feel herself melting under his intense stare.
"Oh, um..." She glanced at her feet, silently cursing herself. What happened to the fearless Gabriella? Why was she so nervous all of a sudden?
Sensing her reluctance, he spoke instead. "I need to talk to you too." He admitted, giving her a small grin.
"You go first!" Gabriella blurted, eager for a few minute's reprieve to gather her thoughts. "No you!" He protested, grinning. "No, I insist, you." She practically begged.
"I forgive you!" They both whispered simultaneously, looking into each other's eyes. Both felt a wave of relief wash over them.
"So, um, friends?" Troy asked cautiously, extending his hand. Gabriella, knowing he forgave her, switched back to her attitude of 3 months ago.
"Troy...I think I want to be more than friends." She murmured seductively, kissing him softly on the mouth.
"Montez...I would love to be more than just friends." He groaned, placing both hands on her hips, but pulling away.
"Bolton..." She whispered flirtatiously, pulling his mouth down to hers and kissing him fervently. Still locked in the embrace, she wrapped a leg around as his waist and pulled herself up above him. (Think The Notebook?)
"But...you know Britney Burke?" He looked up at her, as her eyes narrowed in confusion.
"Yes, if we're talking about the Britney Burke on the cheer leading squad that I'm quitting." Her voice showed her bafflement.
"I'm sort of dating her Gabs." He mumbled uncomfortably. She dropped down from her position and walked off, anger radiating off her. As Troy called after her, she turned to face him.
"I still really like you Gabriella!" She laughed gently.
"Then dump her." She hissed, and when he was silent, she laughed again.
"Montez, don't do this!" Troy begged. "You know I still really like you!"
She rolled her eyes as she walked back over to him. "If you actually really liked me, you would break up with her. So whatever."
She started back to the classroom, and Troy followed at a distance.
Later that day, as he walked into the cafeteria, Britney launched herself into his arms, kissing him roughly.
She pulled away sharply. "Are you wearing lip gloss? You taste like Strawberry Fizz. And only Gabriella wears that lip gloss!" She shrieked, slapping him across the face.
"Baby, you're just imagining it, I promise!" Troy assured her, glaring at Gabriella, who was a table away, warning her to keep quiet.
"Gabriella!" Britney cried, "did you make out with Troy?"
Grinning, Gabriella walked over and said in a voice dripping with sarcasm, "Of course I did. And then, we stumbled into an empty bathroom stall and made love. Seriously, what do you think?" She snapped.
"I think you should both drop it." Troy groaned, glaring at Gabriella, who smiled and waved.
"I think you kissed my boyfriend!" Britney wailed, shooting daggers at Troy.
Glancing at each other, Troy and Gabriella barely nodded. "You're right." They mumbled, and Britney's eyes filled with tears.
"You cheating son of a bitch! How could you? Well...now you have to choose between us." She cried.
"Good idea Bitchney. Go ahead Bolton, choose." Gabriella drawled, smirking.
"Girls! I can't choose!" Troy protested, staring at Gabriella.
"Then you don't get either of us." Britney declared, stalking off.
Gabriella shrugged. "I'm with Bitchney on this one. You don't choose, you lose. Sorry Bolton." She said with a sigh and walked away.
"Would all the dance team members and basketball team members report to the gym? Thank you." The PA system squawked.
Troy and Gabriella rose at the same time. Deciding quickly, Troy grabbed her hand and dragged her into the hallway and down a deserted corridor.
"I need to talk to you." He stated, and she rolled her eyes as he draped both arms around her waist.
Struggling against him, she protested, "Bolton, let me go! I have to go warm up!"
"I'll warm you up Montez." Troy whispered in her ear, knowing his hot breath on her neck would drive her crazy. With desire, he hoped.
She laughed. "So suddenly you want me? You had your chance to choose, and you didn't. Sorry."
He stared at her. "Montez, I'm choosing now!"
"That's very nice, but my offer has expired. Friends?" She questioned, knowing he would be infuriated.
Ignoring her outstretched hand, he kissed her fervently. Jerking away from him, she whispered, "Bolton, I'm serious. And I'm sorry."
She rushed off down the hall towards the gym.
"Damn." He whispered, leaning his head against a locker, staring after her.
As Gabriella walked into the gym, the rest of the dancers crowded around her.
"We're doing a crowd interaction performance, okay?" Christina asked. Gabriella stared at her.
"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked, hurt, staring at them.
"Surprise?" Christina murmured weakly, throwing out her arms.
"Whatever. What song?" She asked slowly.
Keisha grinned. "Honky tonk badonkadonk."
"I don't like where this is going." Gabriella groaned, sitting down.
"At half time, the guys we've picked will come down, line up, and then we go ahead and do the routine we practiced for this song. Except right up against them." Christina explained, smiling.
"Does the principal know?" Gabriella muttered into her hands.
"He loves the idea." Keisha put in.
Gabriella nodded. "Okay, just don't...put me in front of some dork, okay?"
The other girls grinned at each other. "We won't!" They chorused.
They all went into to the girl's locker room to wait. Gabriella put in her ear buds, turned on her iPod and sat down facing a wall to concentrate.
Once the other girls were sure she couldn't hear, they crowded around Christina.
"I say we put her with Bolton. I don't know what happened at his party, but they've both been distant to each other ever since. They make each other happy. Now...we just have to meddle a bit." She added, smirking.
"Okay, so we put her with Bolton. Then what?" the new girl, Laura asked.
"I know he still likes her. Keisha, when you go out to line up the guys, tell them to have fun with the girl. Mess around a bit. You know Bolton will jump at the chance to hit on her."
The game began, and the girls waited still. At half time, Christina shook Gabriella gently. "It's half time. Time to go and perform!"
"Have all the guys been picked?" Gabriella asked, stretching.
"Uh, yeah, Keisha's lining them up now. Okay girls, let's get in line so we can walk right out and start!" Christina snapped, and Gabriella rolled her eyes as she left space for Keisha in front of her.
The music started.
Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes Here she comes
Left left left right left (At this, the girls walked out.)
Whoo!
The crowd started to cheer as the music blared.
The dancers got into position, and Gabriella, concentrating, didn't notice who she was in front of.
Grinning, he leaned forward. "This should be fun Montez." He whispered, and she stiffened, shooting a glare at Keisha.
"Sorry!" Keisha mouthed, and they began to dance.
Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes,
Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk (Aww son)
Boys in the audience were muttering to each other, and girls were laughing in shock.
Still, the dance team kept performing.
Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to hate her, for workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk (Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)
We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look but you can't touch
That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk
(That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)
(To see a general idea of the performance, use the link in my profile, and please read the note that goes with it, otherwise it might not make sense.)
As the music cut off, they held their final pose, thanked the guys, and ran off to the locker rooms.
Before she ran off, Gabriella muttered through her smile, "Bolton, we need to talk."
"I agree."
After the game had ended, she and Troy were alone in the locker room hall.
"What the hell!" She exploded, pacing.
"I didn't plan that Gabs. But I must admit, I didn't mind you grinding on me." He commented, grinning.
She shrieked in frustration. "Not helping Bolton. But seriously, we can't keep having this conversation! We are just friends."
His face fell. "How can we be friends if you hate me?"
"I don't hate you Troy." She murmured as they walked into the gym.
Smiling, he bent over and kissed her, taking her confession as a sign of interest.
She pulled away gently. "Just friends, Troy. I'm sorry."
Gabriella walked out of the gym, leaving Troy sitting on the bleachers, feeling utterly depressed.
Sitting in English class, he threw her a note carefully.
With his intense basketball training, it landed right in her lap, which is what he had aimed for. She unfolded it cautiously, and stifled a giggle as she read it.
Gabriella turned to face him, and nodded. Raising her hand, she excused herself to the bathroom, and Troy followed suit four minutes later.
Walking into the hallway, he found her leaning against a locker, laughing. "Do you want to make out- as friends?" She whispered, quoting the note, giggling. "What is your problem!" She stifled a laugh.
"Well you said we were just friends. You and Chad are just friends, and he banged you- Sorry! You slept with him." Troy corrected himself at her glare.
She raised an eyebrow. "Your point?"
"Well I figured, even if we are just friends, I'm more attractive than Chad," as he said this, he pressed her up against a locker, "so maybe I'll get more action than he did."
Her jaw dropped. "You smug egotistical jerk! I was completely drunk when 'he banged me'," she used air quotes in disgust, " so just...shut up!"
He raised his eyebrows as she struggled against him. Gabriella gagged inwardly as she felt him go hard. "So if I were to get you drunk, and then ask you to sleep with me, you would say yes? Oh, and for my sake, please don't move or shift your legs. Thanks."
"Troy, I wouldn't sleep with you, drunk or not. And it's not my fault that you're a bit excited. I'm going back to class." She muttered, stalking off.
He winced as she shoved him off of her, but soon forgot his pain as he watched her walk away.
"Montez." He called, and she turned.
"What?" She snapped, tapping her foot.
"You're doing the hip thing again." He murmured, grinning.
"So Troy, you ready for the talent show?" Chad asked, grinning.
"Yeah, I've decided to dedicate my song to Gabriella. Oh shit, I'm not even dating her and I'm whipped!" He realized, groaning.
"Dude, she's singing too. And Taylor told me she's dedicating her song to you."
Troy's eyes lit up. "Really? Okay, Chad, I know we both promised not to bring this up, but...what's she like in bed?"
Chad glanced at him. "Honestly...she's great...very flexible. And that body! I feel bad that she had to lose it to me...and Troy, I don't think you can handle her. From what Pam tells me." He added, grinning.
"Since when have you been talking to Pam?" Troy asked, getting worried.
Chad shrugged. "She struck up conversation in detention. She told me 'Troy's a god on the court, but what a pansy in bed!' And she would know."
Troy glared at him. "Forget what she told you. I'm going to win Gabriella over."
Chad shrugged again. "Whatever dude. Don't do anything stupid!"
"You're one to talk." Troy called as he ran out of the gym.
Chad rolled his eyes. "Good luck Troy!" He yelled, adding quietly, "You'll need it buddy."
A week later, in the auditorium, Chad stood on stage as the emcee for the talent show. "And now ladies and gentlemen...put your hands together for my best friend, Troy Bolton!"
Troy came on stage and took the microphone from Chad. Walking center stage, he said, "I'd like to dedicate this song to a very special girl, who's stolen my heart, Gabriella Montez."
The girls in the audience awwed, and he began to sing.
"We watch the season pull up its own stakes,
And catch the last weekend of the last week,
Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced.
Another sun soaked season fades away.
You have stolen my heart.
You have stolen my heart.
Invitation only grand farewells.
Crash the best one, of the best ones.
Clear liquor and cloudy eyed, too early to say goodnight.
You have stolen my heart.
You have stolen my heart.
And from the bar room floor we are a celebration.
One good stretch before our hibernation.
Our dreams assured and we all will sleep well, sleep well.
Sleep well, sleep well, sleep well.
You have stolen, You have stolen,You have stolen my heart.
I watch you spin around in your highest heels.
You are the best one, of the best ones.
We all look like we feel.
You have stolen my,
You have stolen my,
You have stolen my heart."
As he finished, the crowd cheered.
Smiling, he handed the mic back to Chad.
Chad, grinning, spoke. "Ms. Montez is actually up next, and she is singing as well!"
She walked onto the stage, took the mic, and strode center stage. "I'd like to dedicate this to Troy Bolton."
And with that, the music began to play.
"Oh, oh, oh Oh Oh, oh, oh Oh
I see you lookin' at me like I got somethin' that's for you (oh)
And the way that you stare, don't cha dare 'cause I'm not about to
Just give it all up to you 'Cause there are some things I won't do
And I'm not afraid to tell you I don't ever wanna leave you confused
The more you try, the less I bite and I don't have to think it through
You'll know if I'm into you
I don't need a man to make it happen,
I get off bein' free
I don't need a man to make me feel good,
I get off doin' my thing
I don't need a ring around my finger, to make me feel complete
So let me break it down, I can get off when you ain't around!
(Oh!) Oh, oh, ohOhOh, oh, ohOh
You know I've got my own life and I bought everything that's in it
So if you wanna be with me it ain't at all about the bling you're bringin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I want a love that's for real
And without that - no deal
And baby I don't need a hand if it only wants to grab one thing
The more you try, the less I bite
And I don't have to think it through (oh)
You'll know if I'm feelin' you
I don't need a man to make it happen,
I get off bein' free
I don't need a man to make me feel good,
I get off doin' my thing
I don't need a ring around my finger, to make me feel complete
So let me break it down, I can get off when you ain't around!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go (Let it go!)
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go (Baby..)
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go (No, no, no, no)
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go (Let it go now baby!)
I don't need a... I don't need a man, I don't, no
I don't need a man to get me through
Cause I'm doin' fine I feel brand new (yeah, yeah)
I don't need a... I don't need a man, I don't, no (let it go!)
I don't need a man to make it through
Cause I'm doin' fine without you!
I don't need a man to make it happen,
I get off bein' free
I don't need a man to make me feel good,
I get off doin' my thing
I don't need a ring around my finger, to make me feel complete
So let me break it down, I can get off when you ain't around!
I don't need a man I'm over you, yeah!
I don't need a man (Oh, oh I'm over you)
I don't need a man
Yeah! I'm without you I'm over you
Oh! I don't need a man I don't need a man (I don't need ya, I don't need ya no!)
I don't need a manOhhhhOh!"
Just as she finished, Troy walked back on stage, a smirk on his face. He took the mic from her hand, and began to sing a Capella.
(without music, if you didn't know.)
"Girl, there's something 'bout me that you oughtta know
I've never felt the need to lose control
I've always held it back and played it slow
But not this time.
Baby, don't be gentle. I can handle anything.
Baby, take me on a journey
I've been thinkin lately I could use a little time alone with you
Crazy, let's do something maybe
Please don't take your time
You've got me right where you want me
Girl, I'm gonna let you have your way with me
But when you move like that it's hard to breathe
I never thought that it could be like this
But I was wrong Baby don't be gentle. I can handle anything.
Baby, take me on a journey
I've been thinkin lately
I could use a little time alone with you
Crazy, let's do something maybe
Please don't take your time
You've got me right where you want me
Can't explain it how you swept me off my feet
Unexpectedly
In slow motion, my imagination's running
Tryin to keep my body still I can hardly stand the thrill.
Baby, don't be gentle. I can handle anything
Baby, take me on a journey I've been thinkin lately
I could use a little time alone with you
Crazy, let's do something maybe
Please don't take your time
You've got me right where you want me
Baby, take me on a journey
I've been thinkin lately
I could use a little time alone with you
Crazy, let's do something maybe
Please don't take your time
You've got me right where you want me"
She grinned at him, and snatched the mic back.
He grinned, and gestured her to center stage.
"Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need
(Chorus)
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sureAnd it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life larger than life
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet (She glanced pointedly at Troy.)
(Chorus)
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life
Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood
(Chorus) I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life.."
Troy feigned hurt as she threw the microphone at his chest, a clear challenge.
The audience watched with fascination.
Troy thought briefly for a moment, and began to sing.
"She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
She pushed me in the pool at our last school reunion
"She laughs at my dreams, but I dream about her laughter" Troy spoke, staring at her, before singing again.
Strange as it seems
She's the one I'm after
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself,
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl
I'm lookin' for
She can't keep a secret for more than an hour
She runs on 100 proof attitude power
And the more she ignores me
The more I adore her
What can I do?
I'd do anything for her
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for
But when she sees it's me
On her caller ID
She won't pick up the phone
She'd rather be alone
But I can't give up just yet
'Cause every word she's ever said
Still ringin' in my head
Still ringin' in my head
She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
Knows just what to say
So my whole day is ruined
'Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself,
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
'Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
Oh, I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for
Just the girl I'm lookin' for
I'm lookin' for I'm lookin' for
I'm lookin' for
Just the girl I'm lookin' for..."
As he finished singing, he pulled her into a kiss.
The audience "awwed," but stopped short as Gabriella broke the kiss and walked off stage, Troy following her.
As she got back stage, she whirled around and hissed, "What part of just friends don't you understand?" She looked hurt.
Before Troy could respond, Chad appeared. "Gabs, they want you to have the final word."
She nodded, and slowly went back on stage.
Troy, being curious, followed and waited in the wings where he could see her.
Taking a deep breath, Gabriella steadied herself and began to sing.
"Zoom zoom in under my skin
Gotta slow down now to begin
Baby don't rush you can look but don't touch
You think you know
When you see me in my videos
How the story goes
But that's just the side that
I expose
Look through the lens
You see my body, not who I am...
So don't pretend
And try to act like you're my boyfriend
You wanna get somewhere
Then boy don't touch me there
Just get up close and personal, personal
Chorus:
Zoom zoom in under my skin
Gotta slow down now to begin
Baby don't rush you can look but don't touch
Zoom zoom
In...to my head
Gotta know me to be my man
Boy prove your love
You can look but don't touch
You won't behave
You're gettin' all up in my space
Barely know your name, you're tryin' to score
But it's not a game
Boy get a clue yeah,
You gotta spend the time,
Pay your dues following the rules if you want me to want to be with you
You wanna get somewhere
Then boy don't touch me there
Just get up close and personal, personal
Zoom zoom in under my skin
Gotta slow down now to begin
Baby don't rush you can look but don't touch
Zoom zoom
In...to my head
Gotta know me to be my man
Boy prove your love
You can look but don't touch
Zoom zoom in under my skin
Gotta slow down now to begin
Baby don't rush you can look but don't touch
Zoom zoom
In...to my head
Gotta know me to be my man
Boy prove your love
You can look but don't touch
Don't you dare
Touch me there
If you want to get somewhere
Zoom in get to know me, boy
Don't rush
Zoom in if you want me, boy
Don't touch
Zoom zoom in under my skin
Gotta slow down now to begin
Baby don't rush you can look but don't touch
Zoom zoom
In...to my head
Gotta know me to be my man
Boy prove your love
You can look but don't touch"
As she finished, she threw the microphone to Chad and walked off stage.
Troy followed.
Without turning, she said suddenly, "Stop checking me out Bolton."
Gabriella was sitting cross-legged on her bed, doing homework, when her cell phone rang.
Picking it up, she glanced at the caller ID. The picture from the ski-trip flashed across her screen.
"Hi Troy." She sighed, laying down.
"Oh good, you didn't change the number." He breathed, smiling.
Gabriella glanced over at the door to her balcony where he stood.
"I did, however, change the locks." She said with a laugh.
"Can I come in?"
"Depends Mr. Bolton. Are you going to sexually harass or assault me again?"
She stood in front of the door, hand on the lock, looking at him.
"Can I come in if I say I'm sorry? And try to not do it again?"
"Try?" She glanced at him quizzically as she opened the door and hung up.
"I'll try to practice more self-control. I'm really sorry for everything I said, and for everything I did. It was uncalled for. Can you forgive me?" He closed his cell phone and took her hand. She melted.
"Already forgiven Bolton." She murmured, kissing his cheek.
She sat down on the bed, and Troy sat next to her, rubbing her hand lovingly with his thumb.
"Gabriella...I really like you. Like, really really like you. I can't stop thinking about you. And...I know you could have any guy in the school you wanted...but...I want you to want me." He whispered sincerely.
"Troy...I can't get my heart broken again. I don't trust myself." She murmured.
He looked at her, understanding what she meant.
Hugging her gently, he pulled her to her feet and in close to him.
"May I have this dance?" He whispered, taking her hands.
"There's no music." She murmured, resting her head on his shoulder.
"If I don't say this, I will surely break..." He began, placing his hands on her waist.
"If I don't say this now
I will surely break
As I'm leaving the one I want to take
Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be My Baby
I'll look after you
There now, steady love, so few come and don't go
Will you won't you, be the one I always know
When I'm losing my control, the city spins around
You're the only one who knows, you slow it down
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
I'll look after you
If ever there was a doubt
My love she leans into me
This most assuredly counts
She says most assuredly
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
I'll look after you
I'll look after you
It's always have and never hold
You've begun to feel like home
What's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make your own
Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
I'll look after you"
As he finished, she looked up at him, smiling.
"Promise?" She whispered.
"I promise, baby." Troy assured her.
She placed a hand on the back on the back of his neck and pulled him down to meet her in a long embrace.
Gabriella opened her eyes groggily.
Rolling over, she collided with a warm body.
Gasping, she shook him by the shoulder. "Troy! Did we have sex?" She whispered urgently.
He opened his eyes and blinked a few times. "What?" He groaned, stretching.
"Last night...did I let you make love to me?"
He laughed gently. "No, we were, and are, both fully clothed at all times. I promise." He assured her, grinning lazily.
"What day is it?" He mumbled, burying his face in a pillow.
"Saturday...why?" Gabriella asked.
Troy pulled the covers up to his neck. "I'm going back to sleep. And you're coming with me." He murmured, pulling her down next to him.
"Why should I?" She asked sarcastically.
"Because I love you and you love me, and if you don't, I'll tell Brian you're single and interested in him." He threatened.
She gasped, and snuggled up against him.
"I need a nickname for you." Troy thought out loud, stroking her hair.
"Anything but Gabi, Gabbi, or Gaby." She mumbled into his chest, grinning.
He thought for a moment. "That leaves Gabs, Brie, and Ella."
She picked her head up. "I like Brie. It's cute."
"You're cute." He counted, kissing her head as she curled up against him again.
"Troy...will you be my boyfriend...officially?" She asked timidly.
"I'm supposed to ask that!" Troy protested.
"Well are you going to ask me?" She said with a sigh.
"Baby- Brie, will you be my official girlfriend, official singing and dancing partner, official lover, eventually my official wife, and also eventually the official mother of my children?" Troy asked, propping himself up on one arm, and taking her hands in his.
"Wife? Children? Troy are you-" She was cut off by her moan of ecstasy as Troy began to suck on her neck.
"I'm sure." He murmured.
"Then yes. I love you." She whispered, closing her eyes.
"I love you too Brie."
That was 28 pages! It was 25 when I wrote it out, so wow...yay please review.
This might be the end chapter, and I might start the sequel from here.
I like this chapter so much better!
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Song Credits-
Honkytonk Badadonkadonk- Trace Adkins
Stolen- Dashboard Confessional
I Don't Need A Man- Pussycat Dolls
Right Where You Want Me- Jesse McCartney
Holding Out For A Hero- Frou Frou
Just The Girl- The Click Five
Don't Touch (The Zoom Song)- Ashley Tisdale
Look After You- The Fray
I apologize for any mistakes in the song titles, or in the lyrics, I just copied and pasted from Any other mistakes are my own.
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