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Forbidden Beauty

Chapter 17.

Sharpay and Troy finally got dressed, and was ready to leave her room, around 4:30am., to be at Troy's house to dinner at 5am. They hadn't left the room either of them, and they hadn't talked to anyone, except for when Mrs. Jenkins brought them their breakfast.

They had just been lying on her bed, listening to music or watching TV, while enjoying each others company. Then later they had gotten up to take a shower and get ready.

Troy even realized that his parents must be sick of worrying. He had called them and apologized, but they'd been cool, thinking that he might have stayed with a friend of his.

When they'd showered together, they dressed. Troy only had his clothes from yesterday, but it wasn't very dirty, since he hadn't had it on for very long, so it worked okay for him.

They went down the huge stairwell together, and went into the living room to find the rest of the Evans family in there.

Sharpay smiled and them, "I'm going to Troy's for dinner. I'll be home later, okay? Or if not, I'll call."

"Okay," Mrs. Evans smiled, "Have fun. We love you, honey."

"Love you too, mom." Sharpay said, blowing her a kiss. Then she linked her fingers with Troy's, and dragged him outside, and into his car.

Mr. Evans turned to look at his wife and son, "How long do you think he'll stick around?"

Ryan looked at the door, his sister had just gone out of, "Long, father." He smiled, "Because he isn't just some guy. I think she really loves him."

"You do?" Mrs. Evans smiled, "That's the impression I got too! God, they didn't even leave the bedroom!"

"And they were so loud!" Ryan groaned, "I couldn't sleep last night!"

Mr. and Mrs. Evans started laughing, and Ryan quickly followed, after all, it was a typical Sharpay behaviour.

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Dinner with Troy's parents was so much fun. Mr. and Mrs. Bolton really seemed to like her, and that made Sharpay really happy. She couldn't stand it if they didn't like her, because she had intentions to be with Troy for awhile, so they wouldn't be able to get rid of her.

She just really hoped that she and Troy would be together for a long time. She's never felt this way about anyone ever before, it was quite intimidating, but also really great. Right now, she couldn't imagine even looking at other guys. She knew it would fade over time, when they'd been together for awhile, but she couldn't dream of cheating on him, that was for sure.

"You were really great at the Talent Show, Sharpay," Mrs. Bolton said, "Do you write a lot of songs?"

Sharpay smiled and took a sip of her drink, "Nah, sometimes I do. But when I do, it always means something, I don't do it just for the fun of it."

"I see." Mrs. Bolton said, "So you wrote that song for a guy, he must be a lucky fellow. Was it for your boyfriend?"

Sharpay shook her head, "No, I broke up with him after the show. It wasn't really him who was on my mind."

Troy looked at Sharpay, amazed. She didn't mind sharing all her stories with his parents. If they asked her about her first time, she'd probably tell the story about her and that guy she lost it to. He found it quite amusing, because that showed how different their families were.

In the Evans family, you just spoke your mind, and told everyone about sex, and guys/girls, and they didn't even blush. But in the Bolton family, sex was a subject rarely discussed. His parents had even wanted him to wait with the whole thing until after he was married, but he guessed that was too late now. Not that he cared, he wanted to make his choices himself.

"Oh," Mrs. Bolton smiled, shooting Troy a glance, "Some other lucky guy?"

"Yeah," Sharpay said, smiling at her, "There is."

"Okay then." Mr. Bolton chipped in, not really wanting to know if that lucky guy was his son or not, and he sensed that his wife was to ask, if he didn't interrupt. "Do you like the food, Sharpay?"

"Yeah, it's delicious!" she smiled, taking a bite into her mouth, "I have a question… Can I stay the night?"

"The night?" Mrs. Bolton looked quite surprised, "Why… There's school tomorrow?"

Troy looked at her, not knowing what went through her mind. He hoped she didn't think they'd be able to do that, with his parents in the house. They'd freak on him, if they heard just a kissing-noise, and really, they probably wouldn't even let her sleep ten feet near him, because of his teenage hormones.

"Well…" Sharpay shot her the someday-award-winning Hollywood-smile, "It's just because… I like spending so much time with you guys. And it was so much fun the last time. Troy is my best friend."

Troy laughed on the inside. She really did know how to play the cards right. That smile, and those words would melt his mother's strict heart, as long as they promised to be in bed my 10.

"Of course, then." Mrs. Bolton said, "We can just find something for you to lie on in Troy's room. There's no point in you staying in the guest room, you and Troy can talk and stuff. Just turn off the TV by 10., and get up tomorrow at 6:30. That will give you time to pick up your stuff from your house before school."

"Sure, Mrs. Bolton." Sharpay smiled, "Thank you so much!"

"Can we leave the table, mom?" Troy asked, eyeing Sharpay's empty dish.

"Yes, you can." Mrs. Bolton replied.

"Thanks for dinner, Mrs. Bolton." Sharpay said, before following Troy out of the kitchen. He grabbed her hand, and dragged her upstairs and into his room, where he pushed her down at his bed.

"Are you crazy?" he asked, looking at her.

She crooked an eyebrow, "I thought you already knew that, so what are you getting at?"

"Do you really think they'll let us even kiss here, Sharpay?" Troy said, "They'll come in here the minute they hear just a tiny little sound! My parents are not like your parents, which by the way, I think is a shame, because your parents rock!"

"Do you really think they'll walk in here if they suspect their son and a girl are going at it?" she asked, "Silly Troy, use your head, they'd want to make it stop, but I don't think they'd want to see it, so they would not have a possibility to make it stop. The only thing would be the awkward conversation at breakfast the next morning, but Sharpay knows how to handle that."

Troy looked at her, and started laughing, "You're amazing, you know that?"

"I've been told a few times. Especially by boys."

"Don't flatter yourself, Sharpay." Troy said, "And it's not gonna happen, I wont take that risk."

"Fine…" Sharpay bit her lip, "I was fucked quite nicely yesterday anyway, so I don't need it today. Tomorrow will do."

"That often?" Troy said, "What are you, a travelling sex object? Were you always this horny?"

"Of course!" Sharpay said, "I already told you this, Troy, but you get needs."

"Well…" Troy said, "You'll just have to wait until I want to do it then, because maybe I don't want to have sex with you…" he paused when he realized what he was saying, "Why am I even complaining? A hot girl wants to sleep with me?"

"Because you're stupid!" Sharpay exclaimed, arching her eyebrows. "No-one would ever do that!"

"I know!" Troy said, sitting down next to her.

Sharpay licked her lips, and silently eyed him from her position. Then she pretended to be occupied by his bedding for awhile, and when he least expected it, she threw herself at him, and attacked his lips. After all, she usually was the one in control of everything, except last night.

Troy knew he had to pull away from her, but he didn't really want to. He let her kiss him for awhile, kissing her back with equal fervour. Their tongues fought for a good minute, and then she slid her hands up his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. When she had it off, she strangled him, her thighs on each side of his body, while her hands roamed his chest.

"…no, Sharpay!" Troy sad, pushing her hands off his chest, "We can't do this now, my parents will hear."

"I can be quiet." She whispered in his ear, before kissing him again. He couldn't really stop himself from wanting her again, she was so darn sexy, that he couldn't help himself. He just hoped his parents wouldn't barge in there. Maybe they should…

"…lock the door." he breathed, pushing her lips away from his, "We should lock the door!"

"Oh!" Sharpay quickly stood up, stumbling across the floor to the door. She quickly turned the lock around, and hurried to the bed again, where she laid down next to Troy, and kissed him again.

They fooled around for a few minutes, and Sharpay pulled away from him, biting her lip, "Where did you put those condoms I gave you?"

"They're in my drawer…" Troy said, pointing at his nightstand.

Sharpay quickly turned around and roamed through it with her hand, wanting to have them on the table, ready to use. She found them and looked at the package. It was till unopened, "Well, Troy…" she said, "You'll finally use them, huh? I gave them to you like, a month ago! Had it been me, they'd been used by now!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Troy said, slapping her playfully on the arm, "Enough outta you!"

"Hey!" she whined, "I'm just saying!"

"Yeah, I got it, ms. Horny. Can we please just continue this, now when we're started? You know I'm a man, I can't wait forever."

Sharpay giggled, "A man? If you say so, dear."

Troy shot her a killer-look, but she ignored it, and kissed him again.

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"Wow…" Troy murmured, kissing her on the temple, "Why haven't we been doing this together forever?"

Sharpay smiled and tugged his bedding closer around them, on the floor. How they ended down there, she didn't know, but they must have slipped off the bed or something. Not that they'd noticed, they'd been focused on other… stuff.

"Well, well…" Sharpay begun, "That's because you were with your sweet little girlfriend and I were with… all the boys on earth, and yeah… You know how it works."

"´All the boys on earth´" Troy teased, "Haha, very funny!"

"I think it is." Sharpay said. She turned around to come face to face with him again, resting her head on his chest, "Do you think your parents are asleep, or maybe we weren't quiet enough?"

"You know what…" Troy said, "I don't care if they heard anything. You've been teaching me for so long, and you've made me believe that it's a natural thing. It's not something to be embarrassed about. Everybody does it."

"Great, I've taught you so well." Sharpay smiled, slowly stroking his stomach, letting her nails run over his hot skin. She really liked this. She liked just lying there with him, enjoying life. Just the two of them. She could already now sense that this relationship was gonna be different. It was gonna be about more than just the sex, even though right now, they both couldn't stop thinking about it.

She knew though, that when all that died down, they'd still be with each other, and care for each other, because they loved each other. So when all the heat died down, and their sex-life slowed down too, they'd enjoy all that other stuff instead. They would rather take a walk in the park, and go to the movies, and then go home to be alone together. They'd be able to leave the bedroom, and not just lie there naked all they long, like they'd done today.

She didn't know how she knew all that, but she could just feel it. She cared for Troy deeply, and she didn't want to lose him. No matter what happened, she'd keep him. Just for now. She couldn't tell if they'd eventually break up, but she could tell that right now everything was great in her life.

Troy kissed her cheek, snapping her out of her little world. "You know I love you, right?" he whispered, sending chills down her spine.

Her smile grew huge, and she planted a sweet kiss on his lips, "Yeah, I do. And you know I love you too."

"That's right," Troy smiled, "I still can't believe you're actually my girlfriend, though."

"No, it's pretty amazing, right?" Sharpay asked, arching an eyebrow.

"You're so sure of yourself…." Troy laughed, "But what do you know? I love it."

Sharpay giggled and planted another kiss on his lips, before resting her head on his chest once again. She closed her eyes, getting lost in the warmth coming from his body.

Nah, things could possibly not get better.

I didn't really know how to end it here, it got kinda short, but y'know… I'll be back soon, though (if I've got time, y'know I have to study ;p) And please review. They mean so much to me ;o

Friends quote;

Rachel: You wanna go in the bedroom? It's a little more comfortable.

Tag: Sure.

Rachel: Okay. (They start to head for the bedroom) Oh wait! Umm, did you send those contracts to Milan?

Tag: If this is your idea of sexy talk? (Shakes his head that it's not working.)

Lol, Friends do make me laugh. I'll be back soon, and remember to leave that review we talked about? Tootles, Stessa.