Thank you so much for the reviews ;p You know I love them, right? I'm sorry about the delay, once again, but I'm so busy right now. My exams are coming soon, and I barely get time to write, because I spend most of my time studying. Anyway, here is the last chapter – hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer; I don't own High School Musical. Can I wish I did, though…?

Forbidden Beauty

Chapter 18.

Sharpay opened her eyes, slowly taking in the room. It looked kinda familiar, but not too much. She popped herself up on the elbows, and suddenly realized where she was. She was at Troy's! Of course! And the person stirring beside her, was none other than Troy himself.

She yawned and rubbed her eyes. The duvet which had been covering them, was slowly falling from her upper body, and she realized that she was still totally naked beneath. Not that she cared anyway. It didn't matter to her. She turned her head and saw Troy with his head resting on his folded arms. They'd never left the floor last night, so they hadn't been sleeping that comfortably.

Troy's mouth was slightly open, and a little drool was rolling down his chin .

"So charming." Sharpay mumbled, giggling to herself. She leaned over and shook him. "Bolton, wake up!" she whispered, her mouth close to his ear.

He slowly opened his eyes, and lifted his head a little, wanting to see what was happening. When he realized it was morning, and that Sharpay was there, he quickly jolted up, and wiped the drool away with the back of his left hand, "Good morning."

"A good morning indeed." Sharpay said, already completely awake. She stood up from the mess of sheets, clothes and duvets on the floor, to find something to cover herself with. She remembered where Troy kept his t-shirts, so she quickly grabbed one and covered herself with it. Then she locked open the door, and turned to look at him, "Are you getting up or what?"

"I'll be right there." Troy mumbled, standing up from the floor himself. He grabbed his boxers from yesterday (once again, this was the third day in a row, he noticed) and threw on a t-shirt from his closet too. Just when he was getting ready to give Sharpay a good morning kiss, his mother appeared in the door.

"Oh!" she said, "I thought I'd have to drag you two out of bed!"

They could tell she tried to act cool and normal, but something was definitely bugging her.

"Morning." Sharpay chipped, casually scratching her head, "I'm a morning person, I guess Troy's not, really."

Mrs. Bolton gave her a stiff smile and went into Troy's room to open the drapes again. She paused however, when she saw their ´nest´ in the middle of the floor. Her eyes quickly found Sharpay's bra hanging from Troy's chair, and her thong right next to Troy's jeans.

Sharpay let out a giggle, and brushed past her to grab her stuff. She smiled briefly at her, and hurried into the bathroom right down the hall, to put on her underwear.

"Uhm…" Troy didn't really know what to say, so he looked at the ground. His mom didn't say anything though, so he looked up at her, to see her reaction. "Mom?"

"I – I don't know what to say, Troy…" Mrs. Bolton mumbled, "I thought we'd raised you better than this! I mean, Sharpay is one of the few friends you've ever had who's a girl, and then you jump into bed with her the minute we let her sleep in your room. It's not surprising me right now, we heard you both last night. You were pretty loud."

"Mom!?" Troy said, "I didn't jump into bed with her, I love her! And she's never been just my friend, she's always been something more. We never hung out as friends. Not these past months, and not the last time she spent the night here!"

"What!?" Mrs. Bolton said, her voice slowly getting higher, "Oh my God! I don't even want to know what you did the last time! Spare me for the details! We really need to have a talk about this later, Troy! You're supposed to wait with this stuff until you're married. I can't believe you would even let yourself just take her virginity like that, it's-"

"Mom…" Troy said, "Newsflash for ya'; Sharpay was not a virgin when I slept with her. Far from! Her family looks different at this kinda stuff. And you should too! Sex is normal, everybody does it. You and dad do it, and I do it with her! Big deal. It's a natural thing!"

"You don't know anything, Troy." Mrs. Bolton said, "You're only 15. And I'm surprised Sharpay's parents would allow her to be a far from virgin!"

Troy rolled his eyes, "I'll have that talk with you later, if you so badly want it, mom." He said, "But you better not say anything to Sharpay. I love her, and you can't decide whether or not I'm gonna make love to her. That's our decision." He hurried out of his room, and towards the bathroom, just as Sharpay opened the door.

"Hi!" she said. She was now wearing her bra and thong underneath his shirt, so she was a bit more decent, "What do you have for breakfast in this house?"

Troy laughed and took her hand, leading her downstairs, where his mother had already set the entire breakfast table. He took a seat on his usual chair, and Sharpay took a seat on his lap, letting him wrap his arms around her waist.

"How am I supposed to eat?" Troy questioned, looking at her.

"You didn't seem to complain when I sat down?" Sharpay just shot back, grabbing a piece of toast. She quickly put some peanut butter on it, and took a huge bite, "Yum!" she moaned, leaning her back into Troy's chest. "This is good!" she continued, another moan leaving her lips.

"You're kinda turning me on here." Troy mumbled, playing with her hair, "And maybe I don't like to be traded out for a peanut butter toast?"

"Why don't you try one yourself, and I'll be traded too?" Sharpay suggested, not before stuffing the rest of it into his mouth.

Troy quickly chewed it, and swallowed, "Now, not to be a pain in the ass or anything, but I didn't find that very good."

"Oh, it's just me and my cravings." Sharpay said, "I always get in the mood for peanut butter sandwich when I've been doing exercise." She nudged him with her elbow between the ribs, and winked at him, "If you know what I mean?"

"Even the bread knows what you mean." Troy said, laughing though.

Just then his parents made their way into the kitchen, and took each a seat by the table, not looking at the two teens. They just drank their coffee and ate their food, while Troy told Sharpay something, and she giggled. Troy didn't really want to worry Sharpay about the talk he had with his mother before, and the talk he knew was coming. No matter what his mom said, he wouldn't let go of her.

--

Sharpay and Troy waltzed into the school, the crowd parting in front of Sharpay like always. Troy was right behind her, causing them weird glances from the student body. But really, Troy understood them. Since when was he walking with Sharpay Evans – the Ice Princess?

"Uhm, Sharpay?" Troy said, looking around, trying to keep up with her, "I'm nervous!"

"Oh, suck it up, Troy!" Sharpay snapped, briefly looking at him.

Troy stopped in his steps, crossing his arms, "What did you just say?"

Sharpay turned around and looked at him, "What did I tell you the other day?" she asked him, walking back to him, "I told you I'd still be as mean and manipulating as always, right? Get used to it."

"Okay," Troy smiled, "Can I hold your hand though?"

"Sure!" Sharpay smiled, holding out her hand for him to take. He gently grabbed it, and laced their fingers. She shot him a brief smile too, ignoring the gasps which were heard around them, as people realized what was happening.

They quickly proceeded down the hall, until they reached Sharpay's pink locker. Troy gently pushed her up against it, and attacked her lips with his. She didn't seem to mind, because she quickly responded, kissing him back, and slid her arms around his neck. Their blood started running wildly through their veins, and Sharpay's heart started beating like crazy. It was how he made her feel, it was unexplainable.

They kissed for a couple of minutes, ignoring all the people who were obviously staring at them. They were just about to break it up by themselves, when Chad poked Troy's shoulder, making him turn around.

"What the hell are you doing!?" Chad exclaimed, his voice shrill.

"Uhm, hi to you too, Chad." Troy smiled.

"Were you just kissing Sharpay!?"

"Yeah, I was." Troy said, shooting him a weird look, "Dude, if you couldn't see that yourself, you really need glasses."

"Why were you locking lips with the Ice Queen?" Chad asked, "She's trouble."

"Well Chad," Sharpay interrupted them, "Just because I didn't want to go out with you, doesn't mean I don't want to go out with Troy, now does it?" she paused and looked at Troy, "I'll see you later, Bolton."

"Sure, Evans." Troy smiled.

She gave him a kiss, and he held her there a little longer than she intended to. She didn't mind though, she quickly kissed him back, but after a couple of seconds, she pulled away, and hurried down the hall, her high heels clicking.

"What was that?!" Chad exclaimed, his voice still as high as ever, "I mean… seriously? Sharpay!? The Ice Queen? I mean… SHARPAY!?"

"Yes!" Troy said, biting his lip, "Maybe you find it weird, but I don't give a shit, I love her, okay? So back off, Chad!"

"Look at you, dude!" Chad said, "You're already turning into a male version of her. You're… you're turning icy!"

"C'mon, Chad!" Gabriella interrupted them, approaching them in the hall, "Give him some space. I'm sure Troy knows what he's doing. Right, Troy?"

"Sure, I do." Troy said, "Thanks Gabby. You coming to homeroom? We better find Sharpay and Ryan."

"Of course!" Gabriella smiled. She linked her arm with Troy's and they hurried down the hall, leaving a confused Chad Danforth, the centre of all attention.

--

Troy was seated by his usual table in the cafeteria, waiting for Sharpay's arrival. He didn't really eat much, he was just staring at his food. He wasn't hungry at all, he just wanted to see her. He couldn't believe some of the snide marks people had thrown at him. Mostly it was that he was crazy, or if he'd lost his mind. He hated them. Couldn't they face the facts? Sharpay was a bitch, but who wasn't? And he loved her. It was one of the many reasons he loved her.

That, plus all the other weird stuff she did. Like, moving her foot up his leg in public. Charming her in on his parents. Talking so openly just about everything, the way she kissed. The way her hair fell in her face, and the way she looked at him. He loved the way she dressed, and he loved when she was bossy and sweet. He even loved her when she was mean, and called him many nasty things.

He loved everything about her, couldn't they see that?

He hated when they spoke bad about her, even though Sharpay didn't seem to mind herself. She just shrugged it off in her own way, and ignored them all. She didn't care what they thought, and she lived happier because of that.

"Hi," someone said, poking his shoulder.

He turned around on the bench, so his back was resting against the table, and came face to face with Sharpay, his girlfriend. Her hair was framing her face in soft cascades, the blonde locks falling softly on her shoulders. She had a smile on her face, and her eyes were shining.

"Hi." He said back, shooting her a smile too.

"So, what's up, dork?" she asked, giggling, "How was first period?"

"Boring without you, baby." Troy replied, winking at her.

"Oh, you want me to make up for it?" she asked, softly liking her lips.

"Yes please?"

She shot him a smile, and slowly let her right leg shift over the bench by his left side. She then placed her left leg on his right side, and sat down on him. She let her hands move up his arms, sending shivers down his spine. She then leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

"Is that okay?" she mumbled.

"Oh yeah…" Troy murmured, moving his arms around her, while she quickly attacked his lips with hers. He let her, because, who would have a problem with that? He didn't really care that they were in the middle of the cafeteria, and that everybody could look at them if they wanted to. All he cared about was Sharpay sitting on him, with those delicious lips on his. It was all very, very good.

They continued their kissing, letting their tongues fight with each other. His thoughts left his brain, one by one, and he couldn't even face on anything but her. He let his hands move up her top, caressing her smooth skin.

"Ehm?"

Troy thought he heard something, but he couldn't really stop himself to check on what it was. He continued to focus on his very hot girlfriend.

"Uhm, you guys?"

Sharpay broke their kiss to turn around. She found Gabriella and Ryan looking at them, hands on hips, "What?" she sneered, annoyed by the interruption.

"You're making everyone feel awkward." Gabriella told them, gesturing around the cafeteria, where people were shifting uncomfortably around, "They're feeling self-conscious."

"And?" Sharpay questioned, "Gabby, I like you. You're smart. But don't ever, ever interrupt me and Troy again, got it?"

"Oh, they can handle it." Troy said, "We weren't that bad."

"You had your hands up her top." Gabriella said, nodding towards his hands, which he quickly got out from Sharpay's top, and placed on her thighs instead.

"We can do this if we want." Sharpay said, "It's a free country, all right."

"But Shar!" Ryan said, "I know you don't care what people see… You'd probably take all your clothes off here, but seriously…

You need to respect other people. You can't fool around like this in the middle of the cafeteria. Please?"

"Fine!" Sharpay said, standing up. "We'll just go to the BATHROOM!" her voice got higher, "Is that ok for everyone? I mean, does that work!?"

Ryan rolled his eyes, "Calm down, Sharpay… and just… go fuck Troy if that's what you need."

Sharpay shot him a smile, "Thanks Ry, but I don't really need your permission." She turned to look at Troy, and shot him a sweet smile, "C'mon Troy, let's go have sex in the bathroom."

Troy stood up, quite intimidated by his girlfriend, "Uhm, Shar… I don't really think…"

She shot him a killer look, and he grabbed her hand, letting her drag him away, through the cafeteria. They were just about to go out of the doors, when one of the skater dudes, who thought he was funny, shouted:

"Hey, remember to use protection!"

Sharpay turned around and shot him a smile, "Don't worry, we intend to!"

The cafeteria got silent, and Sharpay dragged Troy away with her, moving past Chad, Zeke and Jason, who were chatting right outside the bathroom.

"Hey, where are you going!?" Zeke yelled after them.

"To have sex in the bathroom!" Troy yelled back, happiness clearly in his voice.

--

Jack Bolton made his way down the halls of East High, looking for his son. He needed to speak to him. Basketball practise was cancelled, so he could either stay at school and shoot some hoops alone, or go have fun with Sharpay. He was sure, his son was gonna do the second option, but really… he needed to tell him, still.

He couldn't find him though, but he did find some of the other players, chatting right outside the girls bathroom, "Hey guys…" he smiled, "Have you seen Troy?"

"Uhm, Troy!?" Chad exclaimed, looking quite frightened, "Nope, we haven't seen Troy. Have we, guys?"

"No!" Zeke and Jason quickly agreed, "We haven't seen, Troy. Not at all."

"Okay…" Coach Bolton said, looking confused, "But what are you all doing here, then? In front of the girls bathroom?"

"Nothing!" Zeke said, "We're just… checking out the hot girls." He nudged Coach Bolton in the side, crooking an eyebrow.

Coach Bolton shot him a weird look, "Is Troy with Sharpay, then?"

"Yeah!" Jason said, "He is with Sharpay, all right."

"What are they doing?" Coach Bolton asked.

"They're…" Chad trailed off, trying to think of something, "They're… They're doing a lot. With each other, to each other. I mean… they're having fun, while doing stuff."

"O-kay…" Coach Bolton trailed off, not catching the obvious hints. "Can you just tell him basketball is off?"

"Sure," Chad said, "Shall do."

"All right," Coach Bolton smiled, "I'll just-"

He was cut off by a loud bang, coming from the girls bathroom, along with a high scream, and then some madly giggling. They all rushed in there, not… thinking about the consequences.

They found Troy and Sharpay on the middle of the floor, Troy on top of Sharpay, with a half broken door, hanging from its hinges on the toilet booth. Sharpay's skirt was halfway up her stomach, and Troy's pants were undone.

Sharpay had her head buried in his chest, and she was laughing like crazy. Troy didn't think it was as funny though, his father just caught them. But on the other hand… his mom said they'd both heard them last night. He quickly smothered Sharpay's skirt down from her stomach, so it was covering her thighs, and then he got off of her, buttoning his jeans.

Sharpay sat up on the floor, still laughing like mad. She brushed her hair away from her eyes, and looked at the four shocked people in the door. Her eyes caught Zeke's, and then he started laughing too. He quickly reached out his hand to help her up, while Troy did everything he could, not to look his father in the eyes.

"I didn't know the doors were that fragile." Sharpay said, looking at it, "Last time, it was perfectly capable of holding my weight. Did I get fat since I dated you, Zeke?" she questioned, spinning around in a circle, to let him take a look.

He arched his eyebrows, "Not from where I'm standing."

"Haha, dork." Sharpay said, hitting him lightly on the arm.

"Stop staring at my girlfriend, dude!" Troy said, finally opening his mouth.

"I wasn't staring!" Zeke said, quickly taking a step back, "I was just saying."

"Hey…" Jason mumbled, "You said ´last time´… did you do this before?"

"With Zeke." Sharpay said.

"Remind me never to use this bathroom." Chad mumbled.

"Dude, it's a girls bathroom." Troy told him.

"Remind me to remind Taylor to never use this bathroom." Chad rephrased himself.

Sharpay giggled, and looked at Coach Bolton, "Oh hi, Coach! Thanks for breakfast at your house." She nudged him in the side, "It was top nuts." She smiled, trying to soften him up.

He didn't look too amused though, and Troy really had to admit that his girlfriend didn't give up. She wasn't a quitter. And oh, he knew she wasn't gonna finish with all this until his parents were cool about it – no matter how long it took.

"Dad!?" Troy questioned.

Coach Bolton swallowed hard, "I should give you two detention… but I think the talk you're gonna have with your mother later is punishment enough." He shot them a smile, "And you don't have to try so hard, Sharpay, we like you. My wife is just… a little weird about this whole thing. She cried last night, because her son was growing up."

Sharpay laughed, and stepped forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Teacher or not – he was her boyfriend's father, "Thank you very much. I like you too." She turned to Troy and offered him her hand, "Since this didn't work, we better wait until later." She let out a giggle, "C'mon, Troy."

He smiled and waved goodbye to his friends and his father.

"So…" Jason said, biting his lip, "Sex in the bathroom. I think I'm gonna try that with Kelsi!"

--

Troy took a good grip on Sharpay's hand, making sure to hold her tight. He smiled at her, and she smiled back, a glint in her eye. They walked along the grass and flowers, all blossoming in the park. It was a hot day, and Sharpay was only wearing a little shirt, and a tight top. She did look very good.

"I really love this." Sharpay muttered, smiling even more at him, "It's just you and I. We can do everything together, it's so much fun."

"We can go swinging when we reach the playground?" Troy suggested.

"Yay!" Sharpay squealed, "I'd love that."

"You're just a child inside." Troy chuckled.

"Yeah, I am." Sharpay said, but leaned up and continued in his ear; "But a very horny one."

Troy laughed, and grabbed her hand tighter, as the playground got nearer. He sped up, and Sharpay tried to follow his speed, but it was hard in her 5 inch heels. Her hair flew in the wind, and she looked beautiful. They reached the swings though, and took each one.

Their hands could just reach each other, if they stretched their arms, so that was what they did. They didn't want to let go of each other, so it was pretty hard to move the swings, but they actually did it.

Not high though, just a little, to get wind in their hair. Sharpay giggled, her laugh was so infectious, and Troy couldn't help but join her. He loved her laugh so damn much. Hell, he loved everything about her.

How he hadn't noticed her before was a big wonder to him. How come he'd never seen past her hard façade, and tried to get to know her? She was still mean, but not in the way he always imagined her to be. It was her nature, it wasn't something she did, because she wanted to hurt people.

She just carried her emotions right under the surface. Now he though about it, didn't a lot of great actors and actresses do that? They had to carry them there to be able to cry and laugh on cue, and get a scene just right, and Sharpay was an amazing actress, so maybe that was why.

"I'm really glad I chose to help you." Sharpay said, slowly slowing her swing down, "I mean, when you needed help to all that Gabriella-jazz. I believe ´jazz´ was the exact word you used!"

"It was, and boy, did you hate that!?" Troy asked, stopping his swing as well, "I mean… I thought what I did was right, and it sorta was, just not what I thought was right. Because I got you, but I thought I did this for Gabby, y'know?"

"I know." Sharpay smiled, "And don't you worry, Troy. I don't think Gabby is too sad. I think she has something going on with Ryan. Not that I understand why anyone would have that, but y'know…?" she giggled.

"Haha!" Troy said, "I know you love Ryan, those jokes can't fool me."

"Nah." Sharpay smiled, "I think I've really learned something these past months… I weren't just teaching you."

"Maybe not." Troy wondered, "I think you did catch a few hints from me too."

"Yeah." Sharpay said. She quickly stood up from the swing, and in front of him. She held out her hands, for him to take, and he did so, letting her pull him up. They laced their fingers again, and found the path, walking towards a bench, where they once again sat down, close together.

Sharpay rested her head on his shoulder, and let out a deep sigh; "I could really get used to this." She mumbled.

"Me too." Troy replied, stroking her hand with his thumb. He turned his head a little and looked her in the eyes, "What do you wanna do now? It's only 4 o'clock. I have to be home by 6?"

Sharpay seemed to ponder over the idea for awhile, but then a smile covered her face, and her eyes lit up; "…you wanna go have sex?"

"Yeah!" Troy said, a smile quickly entering his features too.

They hurriedly stood up, and started to run down the path, and towards Sharpay's house, their fingers still laced together.

Phew, I didn't know how to end this story! The ending have been one of the things I haven't had in my head at all. The rest of the story was planned detail by detail when I posted the first chapter, but the last chapter was sorta blurry all the way, and then suddenly I had to write it, because I reached it.. and urgh! I dunno, I didn't like this very much, but I couldn't figure something out so, yeah… there you go! This was the end, and I hope you enjoyed this story. I know I enjoyed writing it. I don't think I'll be posting a new story soon, though I have a few ideas. My exams are (as I already said) coming up soon, and I want to get at least the written ones out of the way. But you never know, I still have 3 joined fics, so you wont get rid of me, that's for sure. Anyway, I will start another HSM fic on my own… just not now, I think. If I can keep away ;p Please leave one last review, please ? I'll love you forever.

A word from Friends;

Ross: So you do know a little English.

Paolo: Poco... a leetle.

Ross: Do you know the word crapweasel?

Paolo: No.

Ross: That's funny, because you know, you are a huge crapweasel!

Lol, I wish I could say I'd be back soon, but I can't. Love you though, tootles, Stessa x3