Chapter V

Troy woke up early and sat at the edge of his bed. Last night, he almost had sex with Sharpay, the Ice Queen of East High. On any other circumstances, this would have been a twist in the plot, his salvation from falling into the pains of going through life alone, consumed with so much pain of losing the people you love the most. But then again, she was married. Should he dare?

He got up and started to pace around the room. Does he love her? He's not sure of the answer. Uncertainty filled him and he paced faster, wishing he had his basketball to toy with. Does he want her? Hell yeah! Then he stopped pacing; how does he want her - as a wife? It seemed unlikely. They both knew that it's not going to happen; no matter how they force it. Sadly, it seemed like some fling. Their paths crossed, they bump into each other and then they're gone.

This made Troy really sad; maybe they could part as friends? It made him depressed, how can they be friends? It would not do well to put chaos in her marriage. Then he made up his mind. He would leave, yes, that's a given; but not without imparting something that would make Sharpay remember him forever. He was driven with the hope of feeling passion once more, even if for a little while… he had three days before he leaves New York, that's enough time.

After his resolve, Troy went out in search of a suitable restaurant for dinner.

The audience at Carnegie Hall gave them a standing ovation. This is the second performance of Evita and the cast performed as good as the opening night. Sharpay was thrilled, mainly because it was over. While she performed, she kept thinking about Troy and where they'll eat for dinner. It was a miracle she did not space out nor forget her lines. Even Seb hardly noticed she was a bit unfocused; but John did. He played her leading man, Col. Juan Perón.

"Sharpay, are you alright?" John asked concern in his eyes.

"Of course I am what would make you think otherwise?" Sharpay countered with a smile.

"You seemed a wee bit unfocused, hardly noticeable but you missed a few beats…"

"Don't you worry John; sometimes you space out too! But you don't just miss a few beats, you space out for about a minute, everyone in tableau waiting…" Sharpay joked.

He smiled and left her alone. Sharpay bounded to her dressing room and changed for her platonic dinner date with Troy.

As she got out of Carnegie Hall, she spotted Troy leaning against her car with a grin. He casually walked up to her and got her duffel bag leading her to her car. Then he asked for her keys, got in the driver's seat and started the car.

"What happened to you car?"

"Left it at the parking…"

"So you could use mine?"

"Yep… I figured you can just drop me off when your done with me"

"You make me sound like some molester…"

"Are you?"

"Hell no!"

The couple arrived at Erminia Ristorante, one of the romantic restaurants in Manhattan. Sharpay gaped at Troy and he looked at her beaming.

"I thought we agreed on 'platonic'?" she questioned, using air quotes on the word platonic.

"We are, but it doesn't mean we couldn't do it in style." Troy explained still beaming.

Sharpay sighed; after all, this was her idea. They went in and sat at a table reserved for them.

After ordering their dinner, the couple were sipping wine and just enjoying the mood. The place had a comely feeling to it.

"Troy, what are we doing?" Sharpay asked him while playing with the rim of her glass.

"Seducing me?" he joked because Sharpay looked incredibly sexy at the moment. Her brown eyes kept his blue ones locked onto hers as she held the stem of her wine glass with her right hand and slowly moved her fingers around the rim of her wineglass all the while keeping it near the front of her lips so she could take a sip without putting the glass up and down.

"Be serious Troy" scolded Sharpay noticing the cloud of lust forming in Troy's eyes.

"Okaay… so what do you mean 'what are we doing'? Isn't this your idea?" Troy replied.

"Yes but… I'm – we're – you – I…" Sharpay couldn't think straight.

"What?" Troy asked, wondering what she wanted to say.

"I think this is wrong Troy; what happened last night…" Sharpay said.

"I see…"

"Are you mad?"

"No…"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes…"

"Troy?" Sharpay asked snapping Troy out of his trance. "I'm sorry…" she said looking down.

But Troy Bolton will not give up without a fight.

"Sharpay, when I saw you again on your opening night, I found a changed woman. No longer were you bitchy – sorry," he quickly added "but you were more mature and more…human." He finished. Sharpay smiled and chuckled a bit, "Bitchy am I?" she said, Troy snorted.

"The point is…" he continued, "that – "

Just then the food arrived and they both began to eat. Whatever they wanted to talk about earlier was given second priority because as soon as the plates were in front of them, instinct won them over and they started to dig in.

The food was heaven, and the company, divine. Mutually agreeing to discuss their previous conversation later, their dinner talk was all about the second performance of Evita. After dinner, he took her to Café Sabarsky for desert and coffee. Then, as his finale, he took her to Stand Up – NY and where they laughed their heads off. It was such a fun evening they almost totally forgot their serious conversation a while ago – until they arrived at Milford Plaza.

"Want to come up for coffee?" Troy asked as Sharpay got closer to the hotel.

"What for?" she snapped, feeling suspicious.

"So you wouldn't wake up and wonder what my point is a while ago all your life." Troy answered simply.

"Fine" was all she answered.

Back in Troy's room, he ordered for coffee and sat opposite Sharpay. She took a sip and looked at Troy expectantly. Troy was still drinking and then finally put down his mug.

"The point is, right now, I really want to take this chance with you. I know it's wrong, but I can see that you also want this. And I want to leave with a happy memory Sharpay, of what we could've been…" he finished.

Sharpay was mulling over what Troy said. He wanted to take a chance with her, and he knew that she also wanted to take a chance with him. She quickly downed her mug and felt stupid as she felt the scalding hot coffee burn her tongue. She yelped and looked for water which Troy immediately gave her; she thankfully drank it and it soothed the burning feeling but her tongue was throbbing.

Troy was waiting for Sharpay's reaction when she burnt her tongue and he gave her water. He could see tears forming in her eyes, it must've hurt that much. Instinctively he brushed away the lock of hair that escaped her do and kissed her softly on the lips as if it was the remedy to everything. Forgetting about her throbbing tongue, Sharpay quickly kissed Troy back with as much fervor as she can, her hands on Troy's hair, messing it up. He quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to him.

Lost in their passionate lip-locking, the couple kept bumping into objects around the room trying to locate the bed. Tiring of the endless search, they settled for the patch of floor at the foot of the bed and just dragged the duvet down to them.

In a flurry of motions, clothes flew everywhere and Sharpay flipped Troy over wanting to be on top. She straddled his waist and made him look at her. Slowly she circled her hips against Troy's member and was digging her nails softly into his chest. Troy moaned and closed his eyes in pleasure. Sharpay leaned down and whispered in a husky yet bossy tone, "Look at me Bolton!" immediately Troy's eyes were wide open and they got bigger as Sharpay unhooked her bra in front of Troy and started doing a little belly dance as she straddled his waist and still circled her hips against his member. She could feel him getting harder and harder under her; as quick as lightning she tore through his boxers and took him in her mouth. Troy yelped and moaned louder and louder as Sharpay got faster and faster.

Nearing his end, Troy gently cupped Sharpay's face and pulled her in for a kiss but instead of meeting her lips as they got closer, he bent his head lower and kissed the base of Sharpay's throat eliciting a high moan of pleasure as she pushed his head closer. Then he started to trail little kisses from there to the valley between her breasts, and then to her stomach all the while Sharpay was writhing from intense pleasure.

As Troy got lower and lower, Sharpay's moans became whimpers and she wanted him to take her right there and then but Troy just continued to tease her. He went back up and started sucking on her breasts all the while licking her bud and she was about to explode from all his teasing.

Finally she couldn't take it anymore. She found her timing and flipped Troy over so she was on top and hastily removed his boxers to reveal all of Troy's erection.

"Someone's excited…" she whispered seductively as Troy copied her actions and removed her thong, but he did not flip her over.

He entered her and Sharpay let out a low and guttural moan of pleasure just like last night. She placed her hands on Troy's chest with her arms as support as Troy started bucking fast. Hips were moving at an incredible pace and sweat formed on the couple's bodies as they made love at the foot of Troy's bed.

Sharpay's moans can be heard throughout the room as Troy began sliding in out of her with increasing then decreasing speed. He slid in and out of her as she threw back her head, blonde mane flailing about as she got closer and closer to her orgasm.

"Oh…God…Troy…" was all Sharpay could yell before she let out a high pitched moan as she reached her end which was accompanied by Troy's own low moan as they both reached their orgasm.

Sharpay pulled herself out of Troy and lay down beside him and he wrapped his arms around her. Troy smiled and took in all of Sharpay; her scent, her body, the floor and the duvet. What a memory – would he ever have something like this again? He wanted her, but he knew somehow that it wasn't so.

He wrapped his arms around her tighter and pulled her close to him, savoring the moment, for it's all he really had.

"For all it's worth Bolton, I'm glad I took a chance…' Sharpay murmured with her eyes closed. Troy touched her forehead with his and smiled. "As I am… but you know this won't last…"

"Troy?" Sharpay mumbled as sleep was closing in on her.

"Yeah?" he answered the words barely audible.

"Don't ruin the moment…"

September 12, 2027

The night before last night, I almost had sex with Troy Bolton.

Last night, I did! Oh hell, he was better than my husband!

It was like the official start of our secret affair, or rather – our fling. It's not forever, just for the moment. It will pass, but then again, its memories will last.

I feel like a young woman again, as if I'm not married. Just like in high school, and his parents aren't home. Oh, if I could only turn back the time… so this is what I've been missing…

Am I going to continue this?

Is it wrong to grab opportunities?

I want to know where I stand…

But it's like 4 am now; I have to go to sleep…

Tomorrow I'll go shopping with Troy… he'll carry my bags; just like Ryan…

XoXo

Sharpay E.A.

Note: Should she really continue the affair?