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Ryan woke up to the sound of his alarm ringing loudly beside him. He groaned; he was having a nice sleep and really didn't want to have to wake up and face the day. He stared at the door to his closet and sighed, at least he didn't have to pick out an outfit for today, his sister had done that for him last night. He stared at what she had chosen. Blue jeans, white shoes and a pink shirt with a matching blue and pink hat. He smiled, it was one of his favourite outfits. When he had told his sister last night that he was being picked up by the basketball player, she had screamed and cheered. He laughed when he remembered what she had squealed "It's every gay boys fantasy, and it's coming true for you." He wasn't too sure why having breakfast with Troy Bolton would be a gay fantasy, though he supposed it was spending this amount of time with him that was definitely some gay boys fantasy. Especially his. Only now it wasn't just reality.

The thought of spending time with Troy persuaded Ryan to get dressed quicker. He showered, dried his hair, applied his face and body cream and got dressed. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and smiled. He couldn't remember being this happy or carefree since, well he could remember. It was when he would have been wrapped in his boyfriends arms on his double bed just enjoying their time together in secret. Though that was now a month ago and after everything that had happened seemed completely in the past. He placed the hat on his head, angling it perfectly to the left and smiled at himself once more. "Careful, you'll get used to that." His sisters voice rang through his room, he turned his head and stared at his sister with a confused expression. "Smiling."

"I'm happy." Ryan smiled.

"It makes having breakfast with Troy Bolton to make you smile?" She asked as she entered his room. "Used to be just singing and dancing that did that."

"Still does," Ryan smiled. He knew what his sister had hid underneath those words and he didn't want his sister to feel upset. "About yesterday, I'm sorry." Even though he had said sorry over and over again, when his sister had forgiven him on the first sorry, he still felt the need to say it.

"Don't worry, I understand you were worried and scared." Sharpay sat next to him on the small cushioned chair facing the mirror. "I was worried though, did you eat yesterday?"

"I had a brownie," Ryan said thinking about the chocolate snacks Troy had dug from his bag.

"It's hardly real food, Ry." Sharpay sighed. She leant her head on his shoulder and he wrapped an arm around her waist. "Last time you..."

"I was in a bad place last time, Shar..."

"You nearly died." Sharpay gulped. "Because you didn't eat. Because of what I..."

"Hey, it wasn't your fault. I was stupid and childish. And I'm not doing it again."

"But you wont eat!" Sharpay felt her eyes water, and even though she didn't want to ruin her perfect make up, she couldn't help but let a few tears fall. Ryan smiled and hugged her tightly before handing her a face wipe, she dabbed at her make-up and sniffed.

"You know right before a show, when you can feel the butterflies and the nerves inside. And you know that if you eat you're not going to keep it down because you're just that scared." Ryan said, Sharpay nodded. "That's how I feel. I'm scared that people will see the photo's, scared that everyone will know and talk about it... but I do eat and I will get better."

"When you're with Troy, does the butterflies and nerves go away?" Sharpay asked as she wiped her tears away.

"No, there a hundred times worse." Ryan laughed.

"You really like him, huh?" She asked softly.

"I do. A lot. And it's crazy because I know he's never ever going to feel anything like that towards me, but I'm okay with that."

"Really? I mean, I wouldn't be able to just be friends with Troy Bolton..."

"Trust me, Shar, every one knows that." Ryan laughed. "But I am okay with it, because having him in my life as a friends is so much better than not having him at all."

"Ryan?"

"Yeah?"

"Sometimes you are far too corny for your own good, you know that," Sharpay laughed. She stood up, and regained her posture as though nothing had happened. The door bell rang, and Ryan looked over at the clock and grinned, dead on half seven. Troy was here.

Sharpay opened the front door and Troy was a little startled that the female twin had welcomed him in, and not Ryan. "He's just getting his books." Sharpay shrugged. Troy nodded awkwardly. "Make sure he eats."

"I will," Troy smiled. "What's the deal with that anyway?"

"Ask him," Sharpay smiled sheepishly. "He says he's okay though, you make him okay. So make sure he eats." Troy thought about what Sharpay had said and grinned before nodding again. "So, how's Gabby?"

"Good, I think. I haven't talked to her since she..."

"You haven't phoned?" Sharpay asked clearly surprised. "I mean you're like attached to the hip at school, and she's miles away from you and you don't even call."

"I've been busy."

"Hanging out with my brother?"

"Yeah." Troy sighed. Sharpay made a little noise under her breath as Ryan came down the stairs. Troy grinned up at him, taking in what he was wearing. He looked extra cute today.

"See you at school, Shar." Ryan smiled as he hugged his sister. She smiled into the hug, she didn't really like to show public affection towards anyone, even her brother when someone from school was around, but she did anyway. Troy Bolton wasn't a threat to her reputation.

Troy and Ryan headed towards Troy's truck. "So, do you think we'll get to breakfast without having to push the truck there?" Ryan asked as he sat in the passenger seat.

"Oh aren't you funny today," Troy laughed. Ryan grinned and shrugged and settled his bag onto the seat next to him.

Ryan and Troy settled into a comfortable silence as they drove to the small chafe that Troy thought would be perfect for breakfast. He opened the door for Ryan from the outside, it would have been a bit more romantic he thought if the door hadn't jammed from the inside. Ryan smiled at Troy as he climbed out of the truck and they headed into the small café. They sat at a small table near the back, and Ryan tried not to think about the strong smell of bacon. Troy sat opposite him and smiled, "What you having?" Troy asked.

"Jam on toast," Ryan smiled after a moments thought.

"No eggs or anything?" Troy asked, he wasn't going to push Ryan into eating anything but he decided he was going to try and at least get him to eat a little bit more.

"I don't eat a lot in the mornings, Troy. For me Jam on toast is like a three course meal." Troy nodded and decided he was going to have eggs on toast with extra toast. He went up to order and came back with two glasses of orange juice.

"So you sure everything is okay after yesterday?" Troy asked kindly.

"Yeah, you made me feel okay." Ryan blushed as he said it, and Troy grinned. "I mean, I've never really had anyone to talk to about it, except Sharpay."

"She's different around you, I mean she never really cares about anyone but herself at school but with you, she's a big sister and she's there." Troy smiled.

"Yeah, she's always been there since..." Ryan cut himself off just as their table number was called, they both got up to take their food. Troy wondered what Ryan was going to say but the blond had started to eat his toast slowly, and Troy didn't want him to stop eating to finish the story.

"Can I ask you something?" Troy began once Ryan had finished his toast.

"Yeah, course."

"And you'll answer, truthfully." Ryan hesitated but then he nodded his head. "Why don't you eat?"

"I do." Ryan sighed dramatically. Troy gave him a look and Ryan started to talk again. "When me and Sharpay were thirteen our parents took us to this holiday resort. It wasn't like Lava Springs, people didn't know us there and we felt a little left out. No one knew us so we couldn't control them. Sharpay entered in a modelling competition, and she made friends. They weren't nice girls, they were too young to be pushed into the competition, they took it too seriously always watching what they ate. One day, dad took me to see Sharpay after trying to man me up by kicking a ball around hadn't helped me feel any less shy. Sharpay hugged me, and I handed her some crisps dad had got me and these girls pushed them away, telling Sharpay she would get fat if she ate those. That she wouldn't be pretty any more." Ryan cut himself of with a shaky sigh, leaving Troy to think about what he had said.

"Sharpay took it to heart, she came second, one of the girls won. After the competition she started to watch what she ate. It was the last day and she had spent most of her time with her new friends and I felt so alone. It was at our last dinner there, I was eating chicken and chips and she stared at me and told me that if I continued to eat like that I wouldn't be pretty any more and she wouldn't be able to hang around with me."

Troy's mouth fell open. He reached out and took Ryan's hand in his and squeezed it tightly. "I stopped eating, whenever my mum tried to make me eat I just remembered what it felt like to be on that holiday and on my own. I didn't want to be alone again. It lasted three and a half weeks, I got sent to hospital and was told that if I didn't eat then I'd die, and Sharpay figured out what was going on and she made me eat again. She said if I didn't eat then she was going to be all alone." Ryan had tears in his eyes and Troy moved over so he was sat next to him and hugged him closely.

"But you're not alone now, so why aren't you eating?" Troy asked as he ran his hands through Ryan's hair. He could smell the blonds conditioner and it smelt like coconuts and everything sweet.

"I do. I'm not, not eating Troy. I just... I'm scared of what people at school are going to say when they see the pictures. It makes me feel sick. And I don't want to be alone again."

"You'll never be alone, ever." Troy promised. "Come on, we should get to school."

"Am I still coming to yours after?"

"Definitely." Troy grinned. He couldn't wait till the end of the day when he would have Ryan in his bedroom.