Another late one, I know! I have alot of exams at the moment though, which makes things a bit trickier. Reviews would definately cheer me up! Hope this is ok, enjoy!

"Sharpay! SHARPAY! Wait, please!" Troy was sprinting after Sharpay as fast as he could, despite being in a lot of pain from his ankle. People were staring at him as they ran through the hospital car park, but he didn't care, he was just too focused on the blonde in front of him, who, despite the seriousness of the situation, he thought should try for the running team. He could hear the sobs falling from her mouth, and he could see her body shaking in front of him, and he knew he had to catch her.

She jumped into the front seat of her mustang, and tried to start the engine, but her hands were shaking too much to even put the keys in the slot. Giving up, she rested her head against the steering wheel, letting the grief overcome her body at last. Troy got in the car, in the passenger seat, and put his arms around Sharpay, holding her close to his chest, and for around ten minutes they sat there in silence, punctuated by the gut wrenching sobs from Sharpay, and the occasional sniff from Troy. Sharpay Evans was strong, stronger than any man he'd ever met. She could be abused, daily, by her peers, but she would never show a crack in her armour, she would always hold her head up high. To be holding her in his arms, to feel every bone sticking out of her body, and to feel the shakes as her soul fractured broke Troy's heart. He wanted to so much to just take everything she was feeling and just put it on his shoulders for a bit; he wanted to carry her burden.

After while, Sharpay's crying had eased up enough for her to talk a bit.

"Why are you here Troy?" This question was whispered so quietly that Troy had a bit of trouble hearing it.

"What that Shar?"

"Don't call me that. Shar. It's what Ryan calls me. Only Ryan can call me Shar. I said why are you here Troy?" She still hadn't removed her face from its hiding place in the crook of Troy's neck. She didn't want to. She didn't to look him in those blue eyes. She didn't want to fall for him. Again. But it was getting too late. Troy shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He hadn't meant for this to happen. He had just wanted to ask her to come to the party, to perhaps say hello to Ryan. He didn't know what had happened.

"Did you just want a nose around? Something to tell the team over practise tomorrow, so you can tease the ice queen so much that she finally melts? Is that it?" She was getting more and more wound up as she spoke, and, fearing that she was going to start crying again; Troy grabbed her and held her close.

"I'm not like that Sharpay. I have never been like that and you know it. I've been fucking worried about you, and for good reason! Look at yourself! You aren't Sharpay anymore. Sharpay says what's bothering her, Sharpay EATS for god's sake. She doesn't hide from everyone, she doesn't avoid people, and she most certainly does not listen to her iPod more than other people!"

"SHUT UP! You don't know what the hell you're talking about ok? You don't know what the hell I've been through. And why the hell should I eat, why the hell should I see people? The only thing I have to listen to is fricking basketball groupies calling me a whore, calling me ice queen and princess! Why on earth should I tell any of you what's going through my head, what's going on? It's none of your damn business, so get the hell out of my car, and leave me the hell alone! What are you? My stalker?" She was hysterical now, every gap in her words was filled by a cry, her face was red, and her eyes her bulging. She burst into tears again. Troy realised that shouting at her earlier probably wasn't the best idea, so he tried again, in his most soothing voice.

"I don't know what I'm talking about, because you won't tell me. I heard you talking to Ryan, you want to tell me. I won't hurt you Sharpay, I promise. You won't lose me, ever. And I wasn't stalking you, I was inviting you to a party, and I went round your house, and your mum told me you were 

here, and here I am. I am so so sorry that you were doing this on your own Shar. Pay. No one will be mean to you again, I can promise you that. You don't have to sit on your own; I'll be here with you. Ok? You don't need to tell me what happened yet, just whenever you feel like it, whenever you are ready, I'll be here. And also for the not eating part? That's fucking ridiculous. I've seen your mum, and she frightened me to death, do you want that?" He was pleased that this comment had gained a small chuckle from Sharpay.

"Why do you want me at your party? I wouldn't exactly be the life and soul of the party you know." Troy was glad that she had stopped yelling now.

"Why wouldn't I want you at my party? You're my friend. My rich friend. Who can get alcohol." Again, Sharpay had awarded him a giggle. He liked it. "I'm sorry I frightened you Pay. I'm so so sorry."

"It's ok. You didn't know." She was back to whispering.

They sat there, clinging on to each other over the gearstick of Sharpay's car, for what seemed like an eternity. Troy was the first to break the silence.

"Anything you want me to do Sharpay, I'll do it. Ok? And whenever you get ready to talk, I'll be here." He felt her nod against his chest.

"Troy?"

"Yeah Pay?"

"Can you take me home? I don't want to drive tonight."

They got out of her car, and made their way slowly over to Troy's truck, walking with Troy's arm protectively around Sharpay's shoulders. She climbed into the passenger seat, and noticing that she was shivering, he got a blanket out of the boot, and wrapped it around the fragile girl in the front. They drove the 20 minute journey in silence, but not an uncomfortable silence. They knew there were things to be said and now was not the time. When the truck made its way up Sharpay's sweeping drive, Troy suggested that he pick her up for school tomorrow, and then take her to the hospital to see Ryan after, and then she could drive herself home. When he got no response, he turned to see the sleeping girl next to him. She looked like she hadn't had rest in months, so, in a move not to wake her up, he scooped her into his arms, as she weighed practically nothing, and rang the bell. A small woman who Troy assumed to be a maid answered, and showed him up to Sharpay's room, where he lay her down carefully on the bed, wrapped up in his blanket. With a soft kiss on her forehead, he was gone.

Awwwww Troys so nice :)