Brief Encounter
Summary: Can anything good come from a mix-up?
Disclaimer: High School Musical and all of its characters belong to Disney. I just have them on secondment.
A/N: Many thanks to Holly and Kris for proofreading this for me. I love you girls.
"I need a drink." Troy said walking away.
You Ruined My Night
Three drinks later and another in his hand for Dutch courage, Troy swayed back to the table not really caring at this stage what was said to him. He was in a happy place where no one could touch him and he was ready for anything that Sharpay or Taylor wanted to throw at him. He was surprised to find only Gabriella there as he slunk into the seat beside her.
"Hi," he whispered clearly embarrassed that he was so tanked up.
"Hey, are you drunk?" She commented as she stared into his glazed eyes. He flushed.
"Sorry Gabi. It's what our friends drive me to. If it's not Sharpay it now appears to be Taylor that gives me a hard time," He said crestfallen. Gabriella leant over and kissed him touching his thigh under cover of the table in commiseration.
"I know and I'm sorry. I'll talk to her."
"I wouldn't. She'll only read something into it and we don't want that, do we?" He said logically. Gabriella smiled at him.
"So you're not completely wasted then?" He smirked.
"Not far off it though. You can have your wicked way with me if you want." Troy whispered in her ear. Gabriella leered at him mockingly.
"Could I?" Gabriella pondered his comment before rubbing her hand along his thigh, moving temptingly nearer to his inner thigh. Troy grinned at her and opened his legs to give her easier access. Gabriella giggled.
"You're really bad," she said flicking her hand against his manhood. Troy groaned and touched her thigh in response. Gabriella jerked in shock. Troy smirked and leant over and nuzzled her neck.
"I have a good teacher. How long before they all come back?" Troy whispered huskily. Gabriella shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. Troy continued to make swirling patterns on her thigh as he sucked on the exposed skin at her neck. Gabriella groaned deep in her throat. He loved the sound. His hand slid the material of her dress up until he felt bare skin. Gabriella's breath hitched in her throat, chills running down her spine at his touch. Troy continued his exploration of her leg running his hand down to her knee and back to her thigh edging ever nearer to her thong. A finger touched the edge and dipped underneath.
"Troy, we can't," she gasped. He looked at her with smokey blue eyes showing her the passion he was trying to keep in check.
"Of course we can, just sit there and enjoy." He whispered a wicked glint appearing in his eye. "To anyone passing we're just two friends having a drink together and talking. No one can see anything." Troy said confidently continuing his exploration. Gabriella felt a warm rush to her nether regions and knew she was wet. Troy rubbed his finger over her thong feeling her wetness through the material. She jerked in response.
"Open your legs," he ordered pushing one of her thighs apart as he said it. Gabriella did as he asked, shaky breaths coming from her mouth causing her breasts to rise and fall rapidly. Troy's eyes followed the movement dying to explore their pertness but knew he couldn't. His eyes looked regretfully into hers. She smirked at him reading him like a book. He smirked back at her, his hand sliding under the fabric touching her nub. He rubbed a finger against her folds enjoying the look in her eyes. He gently pushed a finger into her wetness and heard her gasp.
"You're not going to scream are you?" Troy asked worriedly. Gabriella shook her head looking doubtfully at him. He moved his finger in and out loving the feel of her around him and imagining what it will be like when they finally come together. His member throbbed in response. He added another finger and thrust into her faster. She jerked against him crossing her thighs to imprison his hand. He smiled at her watching the flicker of emotions washing over her face. Her beautiful brown eyes clouded over and her breaths became quicker and shorter.
"Make it soon Troy, I can't hold out much longer." Gabriella begged gripping his engorged penis through his pants.
"Let it all go Babe. I've got you." Troy encouraged feeling her walls grip his fingers as she bit her lip stopping herself from shouting. She shuddered as she finally came.
Troy removed his sticky fingers slowly pushing her skirt back down with his other hand. He placed his fingers into his mouth and licked them clean. Gabriella watched amazed at how seductive that was. Troy leant over and kissed her swollen lip slipping his tongue inside for a quick exploration before straightening up. Gabriella linked his hand to hers and squeezed.
"Thank you," she whispered against his neck sending shivers down his body. Troy smiled at her.
"You're very welcome," he beamed. Gabriella straightened up and reached for her glass. Troy picked up his bottle and clinked them together.
"Here's to the future," Troy said smiling at her. She smiled back at him and nodded in agreement.
"So where did you go before? I saw you leave the dance floor but you just disappeared," he asked with a frown.
"Did you miss me?" Gabriella flirted.
"What do you think? You're the only reason I kept to the bargain I made with Sharpay." Troy flirted back.
"I can see why you didn't stand a chance. She can be very…."
"Demanding? Annoying? A real pain in the butt?" Troy chipped in.
"…Forceful." Gabriella finished with a giggle at Troy's descriptions. Troy rolled his eyes.
"Sharpay took us to see Stuart Sanderson, the owner of this place. Ryan wanted to discuss what would be available for the launch party and how it would all work. He'll need to come back to work out a few technical things, sound checks etc. So it was all work, work, work." Gabriella said with a smile.
"So it looks like it will work out?" Troy asked interested in her career and happy to see it working out for her. Gabriella beamed.
"Yea, it's all good." Gabriella said excitedly her eyes sparkling revealing how excited she really was.
Troy turned his head when he heard a familiar voice at full volume.
"Oh God! Here she comes and with reinforcement," he moaned as he spotted not just Sharpay but Taylor and Chad who were looking decidedly cosy. Zeke and the rest were headed for the bar.
"So you two. What have you been doing or shouldn't I ask?" Sharpay asked pointedly as she slid into the booth at the side of Troy. Troy rolled his eyes and groaned.
"Surely she isn't starting it here."
"What do you think we've been doing? We've only met twice for god's sake." Troy went on the attack remembering his Dad always saying that attack was the best form of defence, and hoping for once his Dad was right. Sharpay looked at his sharply.
"Hmph! And when did that ever stop you?" She commented. Troy rolled his eyes again.
"I've been telling Troy about the launch and how you set it all up." Gabriella said coming to the rescue and complimenting Sharpay into the bargain. It worked.
"Very slick Gabi." Troy thought admiringly.
"I'm glad to help out Gabriella," Sharpay preened totally forgetting her mission. Taylor and Chad slid into the opposite side of the booth and Chad put his arm around Taylor. Troy smirked at them and Gabriella gave Taylor a glare looking pointedly at Chad's arm. Taylor blushed. Troy chuckled at all the under currents running around the table. He grabbed his beer and drank deeply.
"Ooh!" Sharpay squealed loudly. "Shall we open the bubbly and toast to the upcoming launch," It wasn't really a question as she was already working the stopper. Suddenly it popped and champagne bubbled over the table. The cork hit Chad squarely on the forehead.
"Fucking hell Sharpay. How many times have you been told not to point it at anyone?"
"It wasn't anyone, it was you." Troy, Gabriella and Taylor burst out laughing, tears streaming down their faces. Chad glared at Sharpay, ready for war. Gabriella was thankful Chad was on the inside or there would have been blows thrown. Troy snatched up his beer and downed it in one, thankful that it wasn't him in the firing line this time.
"Hang on this won't cover ush all. Let me go and get another bockle and more glashes." Troy suggested looking for an escape route. Taylor smirked at his slurred words. He waited until Sharpay moved and slid out quickly. He met the others as he walked over to the bar.
"Jusht to warn you Zeke. It'sh a war zone over there," he said flicking his head and he related what happened. They all burst out laughing. Zeke looked worriedly at his fiancée.
"Do you think it's safe to go over?" Zeke queried.
"That'sh your call Zeke. I don't think you need a flak jacket, Chad ish hemmed in." Troy replied with a smirk as he weaved his way to the bar.
While he was waiting for the champagne and the extra glasses he ordered another beer and drank it while he was waiting. He wished he hadn't when he felt his head go fuzzy.
"Damn! I'm going to regret this in the morning," Troy knew he was pissed but he was in that happy state where he didn't care. He saw Ryan approach.
"Need help Troy?"
"Shure do buddy. I think I'm pished," Troy said slurring his words and wrapping his arm around Ryan.
"Jesus Troy, you stink," Ryan said moving away from him.
"Blame your shister. Itsh the only way I can cope with her shometimesh." Troy moaned. Ryan grinned and nodded in agreement. Ryan let Troy carry the bottle and he handled the glass wear. He smirked as he watched Troy meander back to the table.
"OH boy! This has been a fun night and it ain't over yet." Ryan laughed to himself.
Troy plonked the champagne on the table with a bang. Gabriella looked at him realising he was totally wasted. He swayed as he stood, his eyes glazed over, a stupid grin on his face. Ryan and Zeke pulled some chairs over from an empty table so everyone could sit down. Troy collapsed into one of them as Kelsi had taken his place next to Gabriella. Sharpay reached for the new bottle.
"Hell no! Zeke, get that bottle away from Mati Hari there," screamed Chad nervously. The girls started giggling, then the guys joined in all apart from Chad and Sharpay. Sharpay threw Chad a death stare.
"Scared much Danforth?"
"Hell Yes!"
Zeke prised the bottle away from Sharpay and opened it safely before pouring the liquid into the remaining glasses. He handed them around.
"Here's to Gabriella's launch party and to the success of her new album." Ryan pronounced holding his glass in the air. They all added their congratulations and clinked their glasses together in the toast. Troy downed his in one then wished he hadn't.
"Thank you Ryan. You must all come to the launch," invited Gabriella beaming at them all.
"Try stopping us." Sharpay chirped in tossing her hair in the process. Troy smirked at Sharpay and thought,
"She'd have gone anyway. Try keeping her away from a prestigious event like that."
"Let's dance," shouted Sharpay and they all walked down to the dance floor, even Troy. Chad glanced at Troy with a raised eyebrow. Troy grinned goofily at him.
"Ha! Ha! Bolton is pissed." Chad smirked. "This'll be fun."
Now Troy was no John Travolta although he liked to think he was, all the arm actions were there but his feet didn't match. He bumped into a guy dancing behind him, he stood on Jason's foot, making him hop backwards and bang into someone else, he narrowly missed poking out Chad's eye with his hand when he did a twirl and if it hadn't been for Gabriella grabbing hold he'd have fallen to the floor.
"Hell Troy, you should come with a warning label," Gabriella hissed in his ear.
"Shorry darling," Troy shouted back just as the song changed. Sharpay's head shot round looking at them suspiciously. Gabriella grimaced. Fortunately slow smoochie music oozed through the speakers forcing everyone to either couple up or leave the floor. Gabriella looked around. Sharpay was wrapped in Zeke's arms as was expected. What she didn't expect to see was Chad holding Taylor really close nor Kelsi hanging around Ryan's neck. Well! Well! Well! Gabriella struggled to hold Troy up.
"Why do I love the pants off him?" Gabriella groaned inwardly and then stood stock-still realising what she'd thought.
"Did I just think that? Did I mean it?" She gazed at Troy and realised "Hell yes, I did."
Troy managed to shuffle around hanging on to Gabriella instead of her hanging on to him.
"Shorry honey. I'll make it up to you I promish. I love you," he whispered in her ear.
Gabriella giggled at the absurdity of it. "How can I take him seriously, he's plastered." She glanced at their friends and grinned when she saw Taylor sticking her tongue in Chad's ear and Chad had his hands firmly on her ass.
"Troy, You've got to see this," she whispered to him as she swung him round. He looked over Gabriella's shoulder and saw Chad with Taylor. He grinned and looked at Gabriella.
"Eww! Ish she doing what I think she'sh doing?" Gabriella nodded and giggled.
"We'll have shome fun with thish when I'm shober. Right now the room won't shtop shpinning," he groaned. Gabriella looked at him worriedly. She reached over and tapped Chad on the back.
"I think your buddy needs to go home," she said. Chad nodded, stopped dancing and tapped Zeke on the shoulder and flicked his head towards Troy.
"Time to go Zeke. He's wasted." Zeke said something to Sharpay and she looked at Troy, annoyance on her countenance. She stomped off the dance floor and up the stairs. Gabriella glanced at Taylor and giggled.
"Someone is in for an ear-bashing at the very least. Pity I'll miss it." Sighed Taylor in disappointment.
Chad and Zeke stood at each side of Troy and more or less carried him from the dance floor and headed towards the entrance. Gabriella and Taylor walked back upstairs slowly and saw Sharpay hugging her brother goodbye. She slung her bag over her shoulder and turned around.
"It was great meeting you Gabriella and you too Taylor. We must do lunch soon." She said as she air-kissed them.
"I'd love to," they replied in unison. Sharpay nodded and walked off. Gabriella and Taylor looked at each other and giggled. Ryan looked at them and shook his head.
Chad and Zeke held Troy up on the steps waiting for Sharpay to arrive so they could jump in the waiting car. She stormed out of the door banging it behind her and walked up to Troy.
"Bolton, why the hell did you drink so much? You ruined my night." She fumed at him.
"Ith wassh becosh of you, Shar. It wassh you…arf." Sharpay shrieked and shrieked throwing her hands in the air.
"Tell me you did not just hurl all over my brand new Manolo's." Sharpay screamed.