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: I hope everyone has seen the video from the Jazz basketball game, if not you need to check it out. Did we all go awwwwwwwwww? You can bet I did lol!
"You better take your banana hammock, we wouldn't want you free balling Troy and damaging Gabriella's new toy, now would we?" she taunted laughing at him as she flung his boxers at him.
Up For It
"Taylor! You are so bad," said Gabriella sternly trying to keep the grin off her face as the guys left the apartment. "Where the hell do you get some of that crap from?" Taylor smirked at her.
"Staff canteen. Your hair would curl even more than it does if you heard some of the convo's in there," Taylor replied with a chuckle.
"Are you really mad?" Gabriella asked softly as she cleared away the dishes before making a fresh pot of coffee.
"Pissed that you didn't tell me, yeah. Duh! I've been so stupid, all the signs were there, the secretive text messages, you missing for hours and not coming in with shopping bags should have been a dead give away," Taylor teased.
"Hey! I'm not that bad," whined Gabriella. Taylor rolled her eyes.
"Oh yes you are. Miss Shopaholic 2007. I'm just bummed I'm not the same shoe size then I might have benefited from all those cute shoes." Taylor moaned. Gabriella rolled her eyes as Taylor started on her pet peeve.
"And you'll keep quiet about it?" questioned Gabriella biting her bottom lip nervously. Taylor looked intently at her.
"Do you need to ask?" Taylor shook her head in disappointment, "I'm your best friend Gabi, you should know by now I can be trusted right?" Gabriella nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Although I may drop a few random comments when I'm in the company of Troy and his friends. It would be fun watching him squirm," hinted Taylor with her wicked laugh. Gabriella gasped realising they'd all be together on Friday night. Taylor laughed all the more enjoying the situation immensely.
"But why, don't you like him?" asked Gabriella worriedly.
"Yea, I like him just fine especially when I'm getting a rise out of him," she giggled mischievously.
"Yea, I like that too," thought Gabriella a wicked smile hovering on her lips.
"I better not ask what that smile is for," commented an observant Taylor, "although I could take a stab at it." They both laughed and hugged each other.
"So you really like him?" Taylor asked Gabriella as they sat down with a fresh cup of coffee.
"Yea, I really like him Tay. Fireworks went off when he touched me for the first time; just his smile lit a spark inside me. I don't know," she shrugged, "he seems to know what I want and what I need. It was a real surprise when he appeared in Miami as I'd only spoken to him the night before but he knew I was on my own and just took it into his head to fly down to be with me." Gabriella smiled softly as she recalled that time.
"Well as long as he makes you happy, Gabs then I'm happy too," offered Taylor yawning. "God I'm bushed. I really need to go bed. I guess Romeo will be over later?" Gabriella nodded.
"Probably, you won't mind?" she asked hesitantly.
"No, I may be over at his anyway," replied Taylor with a wink, waving as she walked out of the kitchen.
Troy drove him and Chad to the training session, which was just as well as Chad's head was in the clouds.
"So…you and Gabriella? Wow!" Chad mumbled for the third time. Troy glanced over and smirked at him.
"Hard to believe uh?" Troy teased.
"Too right, how does a classy bird like that hook up with you," said Chad tongue in cheek. Troy whacked him on the arm.
"I have no idea, it must be my sparkling personality," said Troy impudently.
"Yeah right, you keep thinking that buddy," derided Chad.
"Seriously though, I don't know," sighed Troy humbly, "but I know I have you to thank for it." Chad looked gobsmacked then smiled.
"I knew eventually I'd do something right," preened Chad making Troy chuckle.
"Well just make sure you carry on Chad, not a word to the guys, please," begged Troy, "it's still so new. I don't want to blow it and I just know the more people that know the harder it's going to be." Chad looked intently at him realising Troy was serious.
"Plus the fact she'd kill me," quipped Troy. Chad guffawed at Troy's worried countenance.
"I'll give it some thought," shot back Chad keeping Troy on tenterhooks. Troy glared at him and all Chad did was laugh.
"Yo Troy," shouted Zeke as soon as he saw him, "any more brandings?" he smirked, laughing at Troy's angry look but puzzled by Chad's smug look. Troy turned and squinted an evil look at Chad warningly before going into the locker room to get changed.
"Are you pissed at Sharpay?" asked Zeke when he walked back on court. Troy looked puzzled.
"Why should I be?" he fired a question back.
"Only she's bitching to me because you won't talk to her. She's rang your cell numerous times and it keeps going to voice mail and that's pissed her off then she rang your place last night but Chad said you weren't there and it was like one in the morning. You can imagine what she's been like since. She didn't stop her yakking until well past three o'clock so if I play like shit, I'm blaming you," moaned Zeke. Troy smirked at Zeke.
"My heart's bleeding Zeke, guess that's what you get for living with her," Troy replied unsympathetically. Zeke threw the ball at him with some force in response.
"No, that's the price I pay for living with such a gorgeous girl who worries about her friends," he shot back pointedly. Troy felt guilty but wasn't yet ready to face the whirling dervish that was Sharpay Evans.
"Look, just phone her okay, you don't have to tell her anything just make a quick call," pleaded Zeke beseechingly. Troy laughed sarcastically.
"Since when can anyone have a quick phone call with Shar? She doesn't let you get a word in edgeways and what's this about telling her stuff. I'm not telling her diddly squat, nada, zilch," grumbled Troy shaking her head, "Got it?" he added forcefully before going to the other end of the court to rattle in some baskets.
"Whoa! Who rattled his cage?" whined Zeke.
"Looks like you did buddy," Chad slapped him on the shoulder consolingly, giving him a sympathetically look at the crestfallen Zeke before trotting off to join Troy.
"That was a bit hard," chastised Chad when he reached Troy. Troy sighed.
"I know, I'm a bit on edge but it's not Zeke's fault so I'll fix it okay?" Troy promised Chad. Chad just nodded
Ryan had called mid-morning requesting a meeting that afternoon at the studio to iron out the remaining niggles and tweaks. Gabriella had agreed willingly, glad to have something other than her thoughts to worry about. It was around four o'clock when she received a surprising call.
"Gabriella, it's Sharpay," she gulped in response her eyes searching and finding Ryan.
"Hi Sharpay, how are you?" Ryan rolled his eyes and held his fingers up crossing them in front of him. Gabriella stifled a giggle.
"I'm really good, it would also be good if I could speak to Troy though," she moaned. Gabriella turned her face away from Ryan so he couldn't see her expression.
""What's he done this time?" asked Gabriella forcing a laugh.
"Stupid bastard won't talk to me, I keep leaving messages on his voice mail but he never phones back," she ranted.Gabriella couldn't help but smile.
"Maybe he's busy?" Gabriella suggested.
"Busy with some trollop I bet," huffed Sharpay bitterly.
"Pardon?" gasped Gabriella.
"Yea, apparently Troy boy has been dipping his wick in some bimbo," Sharpay said bitterly.
"Oh!" uttered Gabriella, not wanting to get into this conversation, "er, Sharpay did you want me for something?" she asked to distract her.
"Ooh! I nearly forgot; what are you doing tomorrow?" Sharpay refocused on the point of her call. Gabriella looked helplessly back at Ryan who shook his head in sympathy.
"I don't think I have anything major to do tomorrow?" Gabriella groaned silently knowing she'd said the wrong thing.
"Ooh goody, I'll pick you up at eleven and we'll go shopping," ordered Sharpay not giving Gabriella a chance to refuse. "I need something to wear on Friday night and it will be good to know what you are wearing so we don't clash. Toodles." The phone went dead. Gabriella turned to Ryan and glowered at him.
"Thanks for your help," she said sarcastically, "now it looks like I'm shopping with your sister tomorrow." Ryan grinned at her.
"Cheers Gabi, at least she won't be in my hair," Ryan said with a chuckle.
"I don't understand how she got my number? I'm sure I didn't give it to her," Gabriella muttered clearly bewildered looking at Ryan who flushed.
"Er that would be me?" Ryan admitted guiltily.
"But why?" demanded Gabriella.
"She's my sister and can be very persuasive, plus her excuse was that Stuart might need to get in touch with you." Gabriella rolled her eyes.
"Well she said she's picking me up at home but she doesn't even know where I live?" Ryan flushed even more.
"Hmpf! I guess Stuart needed that too?" she queried sarcastically making Ryan redden all the more.
Gabriella answered the door at the second ring, checking through the spy-hole and smiling as she opened it. She didn't get chance to say anything as he pushed her back and slammed her against the door, his lips following close behind. Gabriella fell into the kiss returning it like a drowning woman accepting his seeking tongue as it eased between her lips, his hands running up and down her sides feverishly. Gabriella wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him in further moulding her body to his contours.
"Ahem! Don't mind me at all," interrupted Taylor smirking at the pair looking matronly with her arms folded. They broke away quickly, Troy reddening at being caught especially by Taylor.
"Damnit! I thought you'd gone," groaned Troy running a nervous hand through his hair, "I could have sworn I saw you leave five minutes ago." Taylor cocked an eyebrow her eyes twinkling.
"Stalking now Bolton?" she taunted. "That could get you arrested and what would the press say about that?"
"I guess about the same as if I murdered you," he threatened her. Taylor chuckled happy to have got a rise out of him before taking pity on him and replying to his initial question.
"That would have been Eva down on the next floor. We've been mistaken for each other before," supplied Taylor her eyes giving him the once over paying particular attention to his nether regions.
"Hanging or folding tonight?" she taunted looking at Troy.
"Uh!" Troy uttered looking at her in bewilderment. Taylor let her eyes do the talking making Troy blush again when he realised what she was on about.
"Just curious if the python was loose, ready for a quick getaway," Taylor continued making Troy cough nervously.
"Taylor! Stop it," warned Gabriella. Taylor looked innocently at her.
"Well I hate to break up the party and as good as the floor show was, I need you to move," Taylor snickered waving her arm towards the door, "I have somewhere to be." They moved hastily to one side allowing her to pass but as she got the door open Troy shouted to her.
"Oh Taylor, no noises tonight please, I don't want Mrs Marshall complaining to Tom again that we have a horse in the apartment." Taylor blushed madly and slammed the door behind her, Gabriella's laughter floated behind her.
"She hasn't, has she?" Gabriella asked in wonder, Troy smiled at her.
"Not to my knowledge but I've got to keep Taylor on her toes somehow," he replied wryly. Gabriella burst out laughing as they walked into the lounge. Troy grabbed her and pulled her onto the sofa on top of him.
"So where were we, Ms Montez?" Troy asked looking into her eyes.
"Hmm! I can't quite remember Mr Bolton, you may have to refresh my memory," she teased keeping her face a fraction away from his. They gazed into each other's eyes as Troy cupped her face in his hand his thumb running over her bottom lip until she opened her mouth, her tongue flicking out and licking it before she took it into her mouth. Troy's breath caught in his throat at the simple gesture and the erotic feelings it sent to his nerve endings. His hand slipped behind her head pulling her slowly down until their lips connected and their eyes closed as their lips and tongues did the talking. Troy slipped the narrow straps of her dress off one by one watching as more of her flesh was revealed. He slid his lips to her neck sucking and licking her until she moaned his name, satisfied with her response he carried on his exploration, skimming over the revealed flesh pushing her bodice down further until a rosy peak poked out above the fabric, giving off a satisfied grunt he licked the nub feeling it harden beneath his tongue before taking it into his mouth. Gabriella's breathing quickened with the feelings his mouth was evoking throughout her body, tingles of desire slid over her, her panties getting wetter by the second as he serviced first one breast then the other. Needing to return the favour she squirmed on his thighs feeling the desired prod against her lower abdomen and wanting to investigate further she slipped sideways until she was resting on her elbow allowing her other hand free rein as she pushed her hand under his shirt to touch his firm stomach before slipping to the waistband of his pants and quickly undoing the button and sliding down the zip plunging her hand inside to feel his engorged penis, the moist tip dampening his boxers. Troy groaned as he felt her cool hand touching his rod through the cloth, the throb increasing in intensity as she slipped her hand inside and ran it from the base to the top her thumb rubbing over the tip. Troy put his hand on her thigh and pushed up her skirt until he felt the silk material of her knickers beneath his fingers. He slid a finger under the edge and followed it around until it touched her flower causing Gabriella to groan again. He stroked her petals feeling them blossom beneath his finger as he continually teased her clit before plunging his finger into her luscious depths. Gabriella moaned his name and gripped his cock hard as he pushed his finger in then out before inserting a second, her walls expanding, welcoming him in. Her breathing increased rapidly as the pressure built up inside her until she shuddered in his arms as wave after wave of intense pleasure racked her body. Troy held her to him as she slowly came down from her high kissing her gently, licking the beads of sweat from her upper lip. Gabriella sat up slowly stretching in satisfaction, a feline smile playing around her mouth as she turned to Troy and eased his pants down his legs lifting a leg one at a time to discard the clothing. She dipped her head and kissed his lower midriff, easing down the waistband of his boxers until his pecker was revealed. She looked at it lovingly before licking the tip with her tongue giggling as she felt Troy tense up. She looked up at him and sent him a cheeky smile before she turned and took him into her mouth, her hands stroking his hard length as her mouth sucked and licked taking more and more of him into her mouth as she worked down his shaft, her hand cradled his nuts kneading them as she felt him get even harder in her mouth.
"Gabi," Troy groaned but Gabriella ignored him, continuing to suck and lick along his shaft until she felt his hot thick juices spurt into her mouth loving the feeling of it slipping down her throat. She slowly pulled him out of her mouth stopping to kiss the tip once more. Troy pulled her up and slammed his lips on hers forcing her lips apart to taste her mouth with his tongue.
"That was amazing," he complimented her as they broke off the kiss. Gabriella smiled into his eyes.
"I aim to please," she teased. Troy chuckled.
"Believe me you do," he replied huskily. Gabriella stood up and adjusted her dress walking into the kitchen to get Troy a beer and a glass of wine for her.
"So how was your day?" Gabriella asked when she was snuggled up against him.
"Okay I guess, I snapped at Zeke though and I feel guilty for it," Troy sighed.
"Why, what happened?" Gabriella queried.
"He was nagging me about avoiding Sharpay, seems he's been getting it in the neck cos she couldn't talk to me. I know what she wants, she'll want the low-down on my mystery date," huffed Troy a hunted look in his eyes. Gabriella giggled at him.
"Well I think you should speak to her, you know it will only get worse," she suggested touching his forearm with her hand.
"I suppose, but you don't know what she's like Gabi. She's like a vampire sucking every drop of blood from me until she's satisfied," whined Troy, making Gabriella giggle even more.
"Talking of Sharpay, she rang me today," announced Gabriella stopping to take a sip of her wine. Troy stared at her in amazement.
"What the fuck did she want?" Troy demanded looking worried thinking they'd been outted.
"Don't look so worried, she only wants to go shopping tomorrow," Gabriella said calmly.
"And you're going?" Troy exclaimed.
"Didn't have much choice," Gabriella laughed dryly, "she just said she'd pick me up here and hung up." Troy laughed.
"Yep that's Sharpay's way, leave no 'get out' clause," Troy chuckled link her hand with his.
"And are you okay with that?" he looked nervously at her. Gabriella smiled reassuringly at him.
"Yea, I'm good, it should be fun. I haven't had chance to shop in ages."
"Just be careful, she can get blood out of a stone," warned Troy.
"Don't worry Troy, you forget I've had practise with Taylor," Gabriella replied. Troy chuckled.
"That's true," agreed Troy. "Time for bed?" he suggested hopefully.
"Who says you can stay?" Gabriella teased.
"I was hoping, I even brought my toothbrush," he commented with a smile leaning in to kiss her juicy lips.
"I didn't think you'd be up for it yet," teased Gabriella some minutes later her warm brown eyes stroking his features lovingly. Troy pushed her hand into his bulging groin.
"See for yourself, it seems I'm always up for it when I'm with you," he smirked as he scooped her up in his arms and carried her through to her bedroom.
Bleugh! Sorry this is a bit of a nothing chapter and I didn't particularly like writing it but it moves the story forward towards the launch party.