A/N: Thank you to jb1236 and rachrep again for your support! And to JohnKrasinskiLover and FeJoy29, you two make me smile and go all giddy. :D So this is for you 4. :D
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Troy figured he must have accidentally fallen asleep at some point, for one second he was staring at Gabriella, and the next he was staring at the bed cover, his heavy head having dropped, and himself, immediately slipping into a deep slumber. Troy awoke to an especially tiny-looking Gabriella, sitting up timidly and yanking softly at his T-shirt, her lips quivering dangerously and her gorgeous mocha eyes brimmed with fiery tears. She looked so pitiful and vulnerable, giving her signature gaze to her ex-boyfriend in that adorable, pleading way, her brown eyes engorged to the size of tennis balls and practically begging in their own persuasive manner. She had tugged lightly at his shirt once more, her little bottom lip pushed out in a cute pout that she knew made Troy cave so very easily. He knew extremely well what she wanted, and he heaved a tired sigh.
"You know this isn't going to fix anything, right?" Troy whispered in a low, glum voice. Gabriella only nodded stiffly, biting her lip. And both of them somehow had spoken suddenly—even though no words were exchanged aloud—and they both desperately lunged at each other at the same time, Gabriella completely melting the second she fell into his open arms. Troy breathed in her memorable scent deeply, relishing the fact that his baby was finally in his arms, the right way. Because this time, they both truly wanted and needed each other's embrace. Troy scooted over on the bed, strategically leaning against the headboard of the bed, and carefully pulling Gabriella into his warm lap. She hid her face in his humid neck, sighing at the memories that flooded her cluttered mind and at the remarkable sensations coursing through her from Troy's invigorating touch. Troy, in turn, buried his face in her perfect dark curls, inhaling her familiar shampoo.
"Can we worry about it all later?" Gabriella whimpered, her somber voice muffled by Troy's skin. He shivered at the amazing vibrations sparked by her velvety voice, but his heart split at the manner of gloom to it.
"The more we stall it, the more trouble we are building," Troy murmured into her hair. "I don't want to dig a deeper hole." He squeezed her body gently, pressing her tight against his chiseled self.
"I know, I know," Gabriella replied forlornly. "I just…I just missed you so goddamn much, and then we meet and we have rough, almost painful sex and then we have this huge emotional fight." She paused to sigh miserably, curling her arm around Troy's waist. "It just…wasn't what I fantasized."
"Do you think that's what I wanted?" Troy responded dejectedly. "It was just so spur of the moment that I don't even remember what I was thinking. Probably because I wasn't thinking at all."
He craned his neck to one side to see the violent scene still occurring outside Gabriella's bedroom windows. The grieving sky was still a murky, malevolent gray, the aggressive thunder having arrested but the lightening deciding to make unexpected returns every few minutes. Harsh rain continued to patter against the ground, not showing any signs of halting soon. Vicious, whirling winds were prolific with power, whipping around ferociously at full speed. Troy sighed as his head retreated to its burrow in Gabriella's hair, shockwaves shooting through his veins at the recognizable touch.
"So you admit it," Gabriella whispered slowly after a short, thoughtful silence, her tone despondently grave. Both of their hearts broke together—sore, battered piece by piece—at those ripping, despairing words. They hung suspensefully between them in the air, the environment suddenly clogging with immense abundance of tension and pressure.
"I admit I was a fucking player to do that to you," Troy replied. "Just know I would never—"
"—Troy…" Gabriella interjected exhaustedly, picking her head up off the scorching crook of his neck. "You're not the man I remember, okay? But you're the closest thing I've got. The closest thing to him I can find. And I really need him. Now, more than ever." She gripped his waist tighter, almost symbolizing to him that she truthfully did need him more than he would have ever guessed. Troy sighed at this, closing his eyes temporarily as the facts speared him.
"Gabriella…" Troy began, trailing off as he found his mouth hopelessly dry of sentences. "I know I'm not the same. I know I am different. But I swear. I am trying to find that other guy. And you…just you being here with me is already making me a better person."
Gabriella sighed desolately against his skin, unsure whether to believe his cliché words or not. "I'm not sure if I can believe what you say. I can't trust you, Troy…" She suddenly sat up from his engulfment, her hands falling at her sides and sitting in his wide, roomy lap sideways as she blankly gazed out the window, her mind obviously absent. Troy's face fell like an avalanche from the movement, feeling a sharp twinge in his chest.
"I'm not asking you to trust me," Troy responded quickly, a burgeoning hint of desperateness struck in his voice. He anxiously searched for her luminous orbs in the haunting darkness, turned away from his. But she simply wouldn't allow them to connect their eyes at the moment. "I just want you to know that I know I'm not the same. That I've changed. I understand that, Gabriella," he swallowed nervously. His rough hands were trembling uncontrollably, and they hesitantly gravitated over to her waist, where he gently set his hands in a daring move. She flinched, but did not shrug them off. She vacantly pressed her pale lips into a thin, serious line, contemplating deeply as she stared expressionlessly into the dim night.
Even thought Troy only viewed her silhouette, he thought she still looked so beautiful. She had pulled her hair up into a sloppy, careless bun before, ravenous tendrils falling out of it left and right. It took everything he had in him to resist tucking one behind her ear. She was so ungodly gorgeous and so smart and sweet, and he somehow had been blessed with her presence and love. He didn't know how, but he was thankful to God that he had. He just couldn't imagine life without her, and it was as simple as that. He had dreamed and yearned for her for months, crying and moaning for her, because he needed her. And when he returned to his beloved princess…they were in a mess that they had both unknowingly caused.
"Can't we pretend?" she whispered dismally. His stomach ached as he swore he heard tears laced in her voice. "Can't we pretend it was like how it was? Even just for tonight?"
"It's not going to repair any damages, Gabriella," Troy repeated again. "You're just stalling." Gabriella seemed hurt by the truth, her shoulders dipping low.
"It won't make much of a difference if it's only a small amount of time," Gabriella answered longingly in crisp whisper. "Just…please. I want to welcome you the proper way. I want to catch up with you the way I wanted…maybe not exactly the person I wanted, but near enough." Her head slowly swiveled around and she gave a sad sort of smile, her dreary eyes creasing. "Please…Troy."
"And how did you want to welcome me?" he gulped hoarsely.
But no quick words were produced from her mouth, or needed either. She simply placed her lips upon her lover's larger ones, gingerly and slowly caressing them, immediately moaning at the softness she felt. Troy eagerly responded, his eyes drifting shut at the feelings that were suddenly evoked in his rigid form. Troy's large, solid hands seemed to levitate over to her face, holding it in place as he tugged softly at her inviting lips. He could already feel himself begin to harden, and Gabriella began to feel certain wetness between her legs.
The best thing 'bout tonight's that we're not fighting
Could it be that we have been this way before?
I know that you don't think I am trying
I know you're wearing down thin to the core
"Fuck," Gabriella mumbled in irritation against Troy's rosy lips, vaguely hearing a ringtone somewhere in the faint background. She made a brisk move to pull away, but Troy refused the action to execute, only luring her closer with his lips and reattaching them in urgency. Gabriella's mind became foggy with unclear thoughts as her hands slowly delved into his chestnut hair, threading her fingers through it as her lips leisurely and tenderly agreed with his in a sweet sort of harmony, their lips mashing engagingly together in surprising patience. Her pulsation below her augmented suddenly and quickened, the ache alone making her hair stand up on end.
But hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night
I will fall for you over again
Don't make me change my mind
Troy's coarse fingers were rubbing relaxed circles on her glowing skin as he continued to kiss her, so gentle and affectionate, his lips moving with hers at a snail's pace in excessive contrast to their hurried fuck session before. Their lips weren't partaking in any battle; merely involved in sweet accordance with each other's. Troy gradually pushed Gabriella back onto the bed, her eyes fluttering close as his lips continued to massage hers so intimately. She seemed to be giving off some sort of magical radiance about her, and Troy was utterly fascinated by it, addicted and only wanting more.
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find
"Troy…" Gabriella murmured as his hand snaked up her sweater. Her breathing came out in gasps as he began peppering kisses all over her neck and collarbone. Her stomach flipped at the electric vibes she felt throughout her body, her hand clenching a fistful of his damp hair. "Maybe y-you—should g-get that…" she stammered through sucks and licks, her heart pounding wildly in her chest as his hand ventured further into sacred territory under her shirt. A knowing smile rounded at her lips at the choice of music cooing the background, the soft,coaxing melody of the hopeless love song pouring into her ears.
This is not what I'd intended
I always swore to you I'd never fall apart
You always thought that I was stronger
I may have failed, but I have loved you from the start
"Uh uh," Troy muttered before carefully straddling her, trailing kisses down the area of chest that was exposed before gently removing her sweater and continuing to caress her upper body, taking his time and assuring he had covered every inch of skin with consideration. He carefully unhooked her bra and freed her mounds, his eyes widening with want. His hands by instinct found their way to her full breasts, and the expert hands began to fondle them soothingly, Gabriella bursting out in irrepressible moans at his compelling actions. He took a moment to switch on her bedside light, the orange cast of the small light bulb shining the wanted diameter of attention on the large bed.
"What was that for?" Gabriella croaked as she helped Troy eliminate his T-shirt, throwing it to the floor. Troy declined his head down and stared into her tantalizing, chocolate eyes, still rather dull but incredibly amazing all the same. His hypnotic cobalt eyes were spinning with passionate emotion.
"I want to do this right," he whispered with a peck to her already swollen lips. "I want to see what I am doing. Make sure I don't hurt you. Make sure I see all of you." He paused before whispering, his eyes and voice softening, "See your beauty. The incredible beauty I have missed in the past few months."
And as Troy stared into her gleaming eyes, Gabriella knew his words weren't tricky, problematic lies. They couldn't be anymore of the truth. She could tell by the innocence of his face, his voice…just the way his trembling hands, showing how nervous he was, were rubbing up and down her arms in that gentle reassuring way. Comforting her that he was there, always and forever beside her when she needed him.
"I missed you," Gabriella merely whispered as she gazed up at him, thoroughly entranced by his mesmerizing sapphire eyes. They had her under a spell. They had captivated her and they weren't giving her back. "You know I missed you."
Oh, but hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night
I will fall for you over again
Don't make me change my mind
Troy brought his hand up to her angelic face, stroking her skin before leaning down and linking their lips in another gentle kiss. Gabriella's reply was sure and anxious, though not haste as she sensually moved her lips with his in a shared dance of union. Gabriella's diminutive hands explored his chest, outlining his defined muscles and paying special ode to his abs, which she brought her head up to lick at, Troy's mouth watering thirstily at the erotic sight. He pressed his palms to her bare backside, gently aiding her higher for easier access. Troy moaned as her tongue darted about, her lips perfectly moist as they tended to his skin.
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
It's impossible to find
Troy carefully pushed her back onto the bed, softly slipping off her corduroys and placing them aside. He began trailing delicate kisses up her toned legs, not believing how extraordinarily model-perfect they were. Gabriella threw her back at the amazing, uncontainable feeling, and Troy smirked against her skin at the exotic spectacle. The raw burning between her legs was becoming unbearable, and sitting up, she shimmied Troy's pants down, kicking them off the bed and pulling down his boxers. She smiled up at him in the orange beam; her brown eyes not back to normal but still gleaming wonderfully. She stared at his stiff cock in awe, fully aroused and ready. Troy smiled in a sort of admiring, knowing way, setting his hands to her tiny waist and affectionately pushing her down so her boiling hot back grazed the blankets and he laid on top of her. He pinched at the hem of her panties, leading them off her legs and dropping them to the floor.
So breathe in so deep
Breathe me in, I'm yours to keep
And hold on to your words, 'cause talk is cheap
And remember me tonight when you're asleep
Troy had to admit to himself that he was slightly surprised when Gabriella made the spontaneous attempt to turn their bodies over, almost unable to because of Troy's massively heavier weight. But Troy merely smiled at the action as he rewarded her with a loving kiss, assisting her kindly and flipping them over cautiously. A sly grin formed on Gabriella's mouth as she sexily wrapped one slender leg around his. She ran her skinny fingers through his sticky sandy hair, gazing deeply into his enticing cerulean eyes. That was all she wanted to do. And it forever had been that way. Troy brought his hand up to caress the back of her thigh, cherishing the way she shivered at his exhilarating touch.
Because tonight will be the night
I will fall for you over again
Don't make me change my mind
Gabriella rested her perspired forehead against Troy's even sweatier one, savoring the moment of staring into his eyes. She really could do that all night long. They were infinite of space, endless of discovery—they never ceased to make her heart lift. Troy rubbed their noses together calmly, dottinga charming kiss to her swelled lips. Troy's hand on her thigh steadily voyaged up to her pending entrance, and he dipped a finger between her wet folds, his eyes widening and stomach flipping at seeing how drenched she really was. He couldn't believe he had turned her on so much. The movement only made Gabriella more aroused, and the agonizing ache between her legs becoming so high and unendurable that she had to shift herself on him every few moments or so to distract herself. Troy was not helping, looking so hot and sexy she could scream. And she knew she would later, if she still had the energy. With his dark hair all tousled, that lazy but lovable smile slopped on his face, and those bright, brilliant blue eyes…how could she not want him? And his body…Oh Lord, his delicious, bulky figure…
"God, Gabriella…" Troy whispered gruffly, closing his eyes as her warm liquid soaked his fingers. Gabriella's own eyes flickered close fragilely, Troy extracting his fingers and engulfing her petite form with more kindhearted kisses. Gabriella whimpered at his touch, the long and lean leg wrapped around his tightening with each lick and suck. Troy moaned out as Gabriella smushed her mouth over his, slowly and gentling allowing their tongues play and investigate each other's mouth.
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
"Fuck," Gabriella whispered huskily against his bitten lips, her eyes burning with zeal and her stomach lurching at the lustful look in his sparkling eyes. Troy's hands had begun massaging her thighs again, vigorously but so softly at the same time. And it felt so goddamn good. Gabriella rubbed her pelvis against his stiff erection, smiling coyly as he moaned from the friction.
"You're so fucking sexy," Troy huffed to her, panting as he stared into her mesmerizing eyes. Gabriella bit her lip, only thinking the contrary. Troy snatched his pants, fishing for his wallet and wrenching out a condom, tearing it open as quickly as he could. Gabriella yanked it from his hands, taking the material and smoothing it out over his penis, unable to discount how he wavered under her light touch.
"I'm n-not, Troy," she gulped weakly before settling into a straddle and gently lowering herself on his hardness, her drained eyes almost rolling back in her head at the sudden penetration. Troy gripped her wrists, carefully guiding her down against his chest as he began moving for her. Gabriella's muscles were already outrageously sore from their previous activities, and she fought to keep her eyes open. Two crazy, eventful fucks in the span of a few hours were far too much for her tiny, unfit form. She wasn't an exercise buff. Troy clutched a shrunken Gabriella close and tight to him, gyrating his hips as he pumped in and out of her. His heart was pounding against his chest, and he could feel the intense beat in his throat. Sweat beaded on their sizzling skin, making it sticky and only making them adhere to one another.
"Yes, you are," Troy whispered honestly in Gabriella's ear, only causing her to shudder at the feeling of his steamy breath. "You are the sexiest, hottest thing I've ever s-seen in my life." He was gasping for oxygen as he continued thrusting into her, the ecstasy nearing progressively. He held onto Gabriella tighter, as if she were the only creature left he had in his life. And truly, it seemed that way. Gabriella could barely breathe, also feeling the pleasure building and building, as well as her exhaustion. Her heart thumped in her chest madly, so fast it alarmed her.
Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
"Stop-p it, Troy," Gabriella managed to strangle out of her throat. Surprised, Troy suddenly stopped diving into her, his attractive features arranged to show he was puzzled. Yet, his fingers couldn't help ghosting over her taut stomach, her muscles contracting at the astounding touch. Undeniable sparks erupted between them, only adding to the intensity and passion that thickened the atmosphere and only hindered their breathing more. "Stop—l-lying." That was the last thing she wanted to hear from his mouth. Lies. She didn't need any more trouble or complications. She just wanted to be with him, and it didn't have to be anymore complicated than that. But she couldn't help herself from viewing the problem as a trap. No matter how hard she tried. Gabriella pressed her lips together and tried to rotate her hips, signaling to Troy she meant for him to keep driving into her.
"I'm not lying," Troy whispered genuinely in her ear as he gave a few especially hard thrusts, as if to further prove his point. Gabriella groaned loudly at this, her small hand squeezing at his. She still felt pain, but she wasn't going to ruin it. She had to stay strong. She bit her lip roughly as she tried to listen to him. "I'm not going to l-lie any more. I-I'm not going to be that g-guy. I am tr-trying, Gabriel-la." The fact that he couldn't breathe was making it harder for him to talk. But Gabriella wasn't helping, practically convulsing in his sturdy arms. Troy's face fell at the troubling sight, difficult for him to see. "Almost there," Troy whispered softly to her as he cleared some moist dark curls from her worn face. Gabriella's weary eyes were half-open as she dueled for consciousness, struggling to keep awake and sensible. Troy placed a caring kiss to her forehead, and then to her two eyelids, which he gently nudged shut. Gabriella emitted a strangled moan as Troy continued to pierce her, Troy only replying in a whisper, "You need to be quiet. James and Victoria are sleeping…"
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find
Gabriella curled up tight to his chest, kissing his nipple absentmindedly, the simple action shoving Troy over the brim and into pure pleasure. He grinded his teeth together to suppress his moan, satisfied with just the grunt that was produced. He managed to keep his hips rolling, Gabriella clasping his hand in a surprisingly powerful death grip as she followed him to her peak right after, an uncontrollable moan croaking from her mouth. Troy felt her inner muscles clenching around him, Gabriella's thighs contracting to stone, and she dug her nails into his chest at the feeling. Troy winced, but pressed her against him tighter, urgently needing to know she was really there. Their breathing was heavier than before as they clung to each other, so raspy and desperate it took a handful of minutes until they were calmed down and tranquil. Even yet, their hearts were still hammering against their chests as if they had ran ten miles.
"I love you," Troy blurted in a whisper. "I don't mean that romantically—o-or intimately or as if we were in a relationship o-or something…I just want you to know that."
"I d-do," she choked sorrowfully, her voice cracking terribly. "I know you l-love me." The truth gnawed at her heart, her face cascading at the actuality. She wasn't going to say it back. She simply couldn't. It was prohibitted.
Troy sighed tiredly, burying his face in her hair and inhaling her scent, his head filling with her magnificent aromas. He secretly knew that she wasn't going to respond back to him, repeating the same three superior words he had just said. He knew she was vulnerable and afraid. "You're so goddamn beautiful, you know?" Troy whispered suddenly, marveling and unable to stop. He was talking about her aloud, and when he did, he never could stop. "God…your amazing hair…and that incredible mouth…and those miraculous, dazzling eyes…" He was just rambling on and on, the words garbling from his mouth; free-falling. Gabriella readjusted uncomfortably in his arms, feeling awkward at the confessions spewing from his throat.
"Troy…" Gabriella interrupted with a cough. She buried her face in the hot of his neck as if it were a spot she could hide. "Please stop lying. I can't h-handle any more lies." Troy sighed and cradled back of her head with one hand, content enough with the fact she was with him.
"I'm sorry," he apologized truthfully.
Gabriella swallowed forcibly. "I've heard too many of those from you recently. Please Troy…I don't want to swim in a swamped sea of sad, sorrowful sorrys." She placed a chaste kiss at his collarbone, his stomach somersaulting in reply. "So before I completely forbid them…I just want to say I am sorry that I am making this more complicated than it has to be. I just wanted this for so long…I couldn't get away…I couldn't stop. I had wanted to give myself to you fully, and I did. But it wasn't the way I planned, and I know I am such a girl, but I just needed to live that fantasy. Out of the few things in my life."
"And did you?" Troy asked hopefully, his thumb smoothing circles on the skin of her bruised thigh. He smiled into her hair as she shivered.
Gabriella disregarded his personal question. "Listen Troy, I know there is so much shit in between us that we need to sort out, and fuck loads of trouble waiting for us if we don't, but I needed this. I just needed to escape for a second."
"Now you know why last night happened like it did."
A/N: So I am finally done with that idiot virus. It came and went, but now it is all gone. Yay! I should have a party. Anyway, I am not contented with this, and I will probably be going back and forth to it to fix things, but I wanted this out there because I didn't want you to wait. I hope you enjoyed!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade.