Dirty Little Lies
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Summary - Gabriella Montez finds herself lieing to get her man, but those lies have to catch up to her some how right? Who knew something as simple as age could tear people apart?
WARNING: T rated may be M later. Swearing and light drug/alcohol references.
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A/N: Yes, the HSM crew may be slightly out of their original characters but thats how the story goes.
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"So have you?"
"Have i what?" I asked Troy, fidgeting opposite him on the bed, crossing my legs as he layed sprawled out.
"Have a boyfriend?" Troy wondered.
"Troy do you really think that little of me. Kissing you when i have a Boyfriend? Im not like that" I mimicked Troy from earlier causing him to laugh.
"Ok so tell me about you. What do you do at college?" Troy asked, moving closer to me.
Lies are so complicated. You tell one lie. and it makes you tell another lie. And another one. And another one. Until you've got this big tangle of them that you can't even begin to start unravelling.
"Ah..well i have one week left them i'm taking a gap year" I lied. "Maybe if i get a job, i'll go travelling"
"Sounds cool. So why Alburqueqe college? Why not U of A? Why take a gap year now?" Troy asked all at once.
"Alburqueqe college is closer. U of A was too expensive and i missed out on a scholarship. As for the gap year... i just want a year away from learning. Enjoy life a bit" I explained quickly.
"Sounds like a plan" Troy nodded with approval before propping himself up onto his elbows. "So what do you want to do?"
I'd told him so many lies already. I couldn't even begin to remember just how many, so for once he deserved an honest answer. "What do i want to do?" I echoed. "I want to kiss you"
He didn't say anything, just lay there with his eyes close - Leaving me to think i'd blown it or i had done something wrong.
"Go on then" He said with just a hint of a challenge. I crawled up the bed, focusing on his slightly pursed lips like i was climbing up the beanstalk and they were the pot of gold. He was smiling so it made it that much easier to rest a hand on either side of his head and kiss the upturned corners of his mouth.
I kissed him sooo many times - Just tiny little presses of my mouth against his. I didn't really have a clue what i was doing but i didn't care because those hundreds of kisses made my lips tingle. My fingers stroked the arch of his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose and even the plump tender flesh of his earlobes. Why earlobes? i have no idea. But i couldn't keep away from his, gently pinching them between my thumb and forefinger all the time i was kissing him.
I could have stayed like that forever; the sun beating down on us through the single window in his bedroom, warming his skin and making it seem so amazingly tanned. But nothing is forever and my gentle assault made him groan right into my mouth and his hand cupped the back of my head as he rolled me over so he could show me how it was done.
And suddenly i got what the big deal was about kissing. How someone could suck on your bottom lip and make you come completely undone. That someone stroking the hair back from your face could make you swoon and someone sliding his hands underneath your top could make you feel wanted for the first time in your life.
"Is this alright?" He whispered in my ear as he traced figures of eight over my skin and i nodded. He kept asking me that over and over again as we dragged the duvet over us and our clothes fluttered away like feathers on the breeze. Ok so it wasn't that poetic...because it was real. Just that it felt good and the way he looked at me and touched me; like i was precious, like he cared about me, made the decision for me.
Because he just wouldn't stop asking me if all the delicious things he were doing were all right. And "Yes" was the only word i could forced out. It wasn't until he stopped holding me so he could reach the nightstand and i heard the rip and crinkle of the foil wrapper that i really understood what i was committing to. But there wasn't time to analyze the whys and wherefores of losing my virginity in the middle of a sunday afternoon. I had to lose it sometime right?
"Is this OK?" Troy breathed softly against my neck.
I tried to say yes, but i'd forgotten how to form words because i was living in a new reality of the shocking feeling of skin against my skin. Of hands touching me in new places. Of legs pressing against and parting mine.
"Have you done this before?"
I was so hoping he wouldn't ask that because now i had the huge debate. Tell him im a virgin or not. Telling him would mean he thought i was a 19 year old virgin - Embaressement. Not telling him would mean that the chances are he wouldn't know to be gentle and would hurt me.
Would another lie really change my web of lies? But i did want my first time to be some what enjoyable...
Coming to my decision - i decided against lieing. I shook my head slowly. "Would you think it was bad if i told you i havent?"
Troys features changed swiftly. Not in a bad way though. More of a excited, lust filled look to a heart walming, caring look. "No. But this changes things Gabi. You have to be sure"
I nodded, smiling softly before reaching up and pulling Troy down to me so i could kiss him. "I am"
It hurt. Alot. But it was ok... Troy made sure of that.
He took it slow and steady, following every command and every look i gave him - wether it was one of pain or of instense pleasure. He knew when to slow down or speed up.
To be honest, i really didn't know what i was doing. I just lay there, helping once in awhile, while Troy took the lead - His idea. He made it special and for that i owed him.
Post sex i found myself snuggling into the crook of Troys arm while he ran his fingertips up and down my arm. It was intimate in a way that all the thrusting and grinding wasn't.
"How was it?" Troy asked.
"How was what?" I asked dumbly.
He brushed a strand of stray hair behind my ear and let his hand linger against my cheek. "Was it ok? Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes" I replied simply.
"Yes? Is that it?" Troy asked.
"I don't know what to say. Its kind of a whirlwind - I just came around to get my iPod back and then i ended up losing my virginity. It's kind of crazy"
"Are you having second thoughts?" Troy asked.
Second thoughts? I was having third and fourth thoughts...is it possible to have millionth thoughts?. If there is then that was me. Why? I think it was because i had really only came around to get my iPod back but ended up losing my virginity...it was as if the reality of what i had just done - Just given away was hitting me. I hardly knew Troy - I met him at a house party a week ago - then went around to his apartement and got all bump and grind with him.
I sat up, wrapping a bed sheet of his around me before climbing to my feet and searching for my clothes, noticing Troy looking at me weirdly. "Brie what are you doing?" He asked also sitting up.
"I need to go" I stammered.
"So i guess this means your having second thoughts right?" Troy asked
"Troy i need to go" i replied as i began to pull on my bra, panties and the rest of my clothes. I heard a shuffle which apparently was Troy putting a pair of his boxers on then i saw him stand up and walk over to the door, blocking my only way out. I grabbed my bag and walked over to him. "Troy.."
"Gabriella" He Began "Was it that bad? Do you regret it?"
"Can i just.."
"No you can't not until you talk to me" Troy continued.
"Look Troy...its not so much regretting it - Its the fact that im confused. I hardly know you and i just gave you my virginity" I told him.
"Yeah but i'm glad you did. Damn, Gabriella you must see that you mean alot to me. Like i told you, i don't go around kissing girls and i certainly dont just go jumping into bed with them." Troy said sternly.
I stood there, looking down at my feet - acting as if i was 6 years old. Suddenly, out of nowhere i felt two strong arms wrap around me. "Come here" He whispered, hugging and holding me close.
It was dark when i woke up in Troys bed. We had spent the rest of the day in there...sleeping and talking about stuff. For a second, i lay there slightly dis-orientated by the dim light coming from Troys computer screen and the weight resting comfortably around my waist. I smiled noticing Troy was beside me, sleeping.
Quickly however, i lurched forward and he clung tighter to me.
"Whats the time?" my hoarse whisper sounded deafening.
"Shhhh, it's late, go back to sleep" He whispered into my ear but i was wriggling in earnest now.
"I have to go!!, he's gonna kill me!"
Troy had mistake me for his very own security blanket because while i was making a superhuman effort to hurl myself out of bed, he was intent on draping me over him. "Look, you might aswell stay till it gets light" He murmured sleepily.
"No Troy, i really have to go. Is it like ten pm late or into the small hours late?"
Troy held his hand infront of his face and read his watch. "Its just gone three."
The sound that came out of my mouth seemed inhuman. Somewhere between a wail and a shriek. "Oh crap!" I exclaimed before jumping out of bed and hurling myself out of his bedroom after grabbing my stuff - secretly thanking that i was wearing all my clothes already. I sped out of the apartement and began down the road, doing a cross between a run and walk - So like a fast walk.
"Gabi..Hold up!" I heard someone yell behind me. I stopped and turned quickly to see Troy behind be, slowing down from his run when he caught up to me. "It's dark, i'll walk with you"
"Ok but we need to go now!" I told him beginning to walk again.
"Ok..so tell me why you just ran out of my apartement like road runner.?" Troy asked.
"I still live with my dad Troy, who has huge curfew rules and i just broke EVERY one" I puffed, picking up even more speed. "Nothing but me missing limb could stop the trouble im about to get in"
"Maybe i could go back to the apartement and grab a knife? Chop off a finger or two?" He said amused.
"Ewww! And stop being so cute" I smiled slightly, having to slow down because my feet were burning. I was late anyway and getting home any quicker would just mean my dad would flip his lid sooner.
"I can't help it, I am cute" he pouted and i couldn't help but giggle because it was all so normal. I felt Troys hand suddenly slide into mine as if it was its proper place. I smiled secretly as we began to slowly pick up the pace.
When my house came into view, i could see all of the lights blazing, which meant i was going to get the all singing, all dancing welcoming committee. My dad, i knew, was going to be angry but i also knew i had to take it. I stopped abruptly causing Troy to stop too.
"Im in soo much trouble" I moaned, causing Troy to squeeze my hand.
"I could come in with you?" He told me "Talk to your dad..."
"Yeah and what would you say Troy? Sorry, Gabriella is so late home but i was busy deflowering her and then we fell asleep." I suggested "Nice thought but i don't think thats going to work."
"You should remind him your nineteen, you know, old enough to make your own decisions" Troy reminded me.
I nodded gravely and made a mental note to do that 3 years from now when i actually was nineteen when the arguement could actually carry some weight.
"Oh this is for you" He said, pulling my iPod from his basketball shorts and handing me it. "I remembered to pick it up"
"Thanks" I smiled sincerely "Look, you can call me if you want. You have my cell number right?"
"Yeah" He nodded as he tucked his hand into the waist band of my long shorts and pulled me into a embarace, kissing me hard.
When we pulled away i said "I really, really have to go." I reminded him.
He ran a finger down my cheek "I know, but i'll see you again yeah?"
"Yeah, i hope so and sorry for freaking out earlier. Thankyou for everything"
Troy leant down and gave me another kiss before whispering in my ear. "Your welcome"
Then he turned away and began to slowly jog back the way we had came. I guess he really was athletic.
I walked forward towards my house and opened the lock to the door with my key, the door quietly swinging open. I entered the living room to see my dad sitting in a chair, staring resolutely at the ground. I just stood there, unsure what to say to him - My mouth even opened and closed a few times in attempt of forcing some sound to come out - But with no avail.
"Don't say a word Gabriella." He told me as i suddenly found my voice.
I found a need to explain however "I went round to a friends house and i fell asleep."
"Oh and would this be the same friend who was mauling you outside this house?" He asked
Crap! He saw that!
"It was just a friend" I told him "Im sorry dad, you didn't need to wait up for me"
"No, i suppose i didn't. But i wanted to be awake in case the police phone to say they found my 16 year old daughter dead in a ditch"
"Dad, i'm not dead. I'm fine.."
"Well i didn't know that did i?" He snapped.
"You didn't call! You didn't care anyway, i had my phone on me all the time. Obviously you didn't try hard enough to find out where you daughter was did you?" I snapped back just as hard.
"I lost you number" He said slowly.
"Oh great. Nice to see you care enough to keep my number. Don't start going on at me dad when you didn't try to get in contact. Hell, you could have rang Taylor or Riley and they could have given you the number. You know, like any other parent would do" I said angrily. "It seems to me you wanted me to come home late...because you could have found other ways of contacting me"
"Don't be ridiculous I do care. But it still doesn't disguise the fact you stayed at a 'friends' house till nearly four in the morning, then i spot you getting mauled by some boy" He argued back before starting on this huge lecture where he tried to figure out my punishment.
It seemed he couldn't think of a suitable punishment as grounding or removal of allowance priveledges never seem to stop me.
"Where were you?"
"Who was that boy?"
"How long have you known him?"
"What on earth were you thinking about when you decided to come home so late? Were you thinking at all? Do you consider anyone besides yourself?" He interrogated me.
I didn't answer any of them, i just stood there. "You won't being seeing him again of course" He said "I forbid it and i forbid you having any friends around here."
"Are you done?" I asked after a while, it sounded rude but i was really upset..
"Your impossible Gabriella. One minute your my kind, trustworthy daughter. The next, your the opposite...I'm disappointed in you" He finished before standing up and going upstairs to bed, leaving me to follow up to my bedroom a few minutes later.
Troy never called, though. I was beginning to think he really didn't want to see me again as i floated through the next week. Maybe i should have done something different, like not sleep with him so quickly or not act so childish or something..
I walked into East High by myself on Friday, wearing some white crops and a cream diamante vest with cream flats. I sighed as i reached my locker - Reeling in the combination before the lock clicked open and i was allowed to swing the door to reveal the insides of my locker. i stood there for a minute, emptying my tote bag and filling it with the books and stuff i needed.
"Gabriella!! Oh my god!!" I heard Taylor practically scream as she approached me. I hadn't told Taylor, Riley or anyone about the whole losing my virginity thing.
"Whats up Taylor?" I asked, closing my locker and turning to see her face full of colour and smiling happily.
"I just got asked out" She exclaimed
"By who?" I wondered
"David, the captain of the football team! He is sooo hot!" Taylor giggled.
"Congrats Tay" I smiled, hugging her.
"Thanks, anyway, he is taking me out tonight so i was wondering if maybe you could come round mine tonight and help get me ready?" She wondered hopefully.
I sighed once again "Why not, i have nothing better to do"
Taylors face faultered to one of sorrow "Troy still hasn't called?"
I shook my head slowly. "I must have done something wrong Tay"
"You didn't sweetie, look, maybe he was busy or something. I bet he will ring. Hey, wasn't i telling you this time last week. And i was right. Right?" Taylor began to smile again.
I rolled me eyes, hope filling them. "Yeah, i guess"
"No guess about it! We are both too hot to not have a guy. Look at me, DAVID asked me out" She said, i swear she was on such a high that it actually scared me.
"Alright Tay, tone it down just a little bit." I giggled before walking with her to homeroom.
That night, true to my word i found myself at Taylors. Helping her to get ready for her date before i was to go home and mope around the house. It was quite sad to be honest that on a friday night i had nothing to do but sit in my room.
"Should i wear a dress, or skirt" Taylor asked, holding up two items of clothing a short, check mesh mini and a satin georgette dress.
"Dress definetly." I replied, sitting on her bed. "Skirt is to casual"
"Agreed. Now, should i where flats or heels. Because i don't want to end up taller then David and prevent some lip locking action." She asked now holding up a pair of white flats and pair of white pointed platforms.
"David is quite tall himself Tay, go for...Heels. Flats are too casual" I told her with a decisive nodd.
"Where would i be without you, seriously Gabs" Taylor giggled.
"I have no idea" I smiled at her as i jumped at the feeling on my phone vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out and checked the I.D. Troy.
"Who is it?" Taylor asked.
"Him."
"Him as in him...him!" Taylor exclaimed
"Yes!!" I replied flipped my cell open and answering. "Hey?"
"Its Troy" he said before I heard rustling as if he was sitting up.
"Oh hey! How are you?" I asked casually as Taylor came to sit down next to me, while watching my face intently.
"Im good thanks. And you?"
"Im ok thanks"
"So have you missed me?" He asked cheekily.
"I guess" I ventured "So why did you wait a week to call me?"
"I went home"
"Home?" I asked confused.
"Yeah, not like my apartement home. But my parents house home. They live in west Alberqueqe so i went to stay with them for a few days" Troy explained. "I had to pick up something too. Its kind of a surprise though"
"Oh What kind of surprise?" I wondered. "And don't say if i told you it wouldn't be a surprise. That is just so predictable - Even for you" I joked.
"I take offense to that and its more of a surprise that more show then tell to be honest"
"I hate surprises, they never turn out to be good" I pouted.
"Ok first of all this is and second of all stop pouting" He purred, chuckling slightly.
"How did you..." I began but was cut off
"Your just too predictable Gabriella." He began to laugh causing me to giggle and Taylor to clap happily for some reason. "Look, i'll put you out of your misery, what are you doing tomorrow?"
"Nothing as far as i can think of." I said playing it cool.
"Cool so tomorrow it is. We can make a day of it and i'll even get you home before you turn into a pumpkin. Which reminds me, did you get in huge trouble with your dad?"
"I'm still dealing with the fallout if thats what you mean?" I replied, which was true. My father and i really had spoken since then and that was nearly a week ago.
"I'm sorry. Way to get off on the wrong foot with your dad"
He sounded like he was my boyfriend or something.
"Yeah well...Tomorrow it is right? Shall i come around to you?"
I heard Troy give a small laugh before saying "Anything to avoid your dad. See you at eleven?"
"Eleven is Cool"
"Good" He said abruptly "Look, i have to go so i'll see you then"
"Ok bye" I said, hearing a gentle click as the phone went dead meaning Troy had hung up. I turned to Taylor a huge, gigantic smile plastered on my face.
"Good news?"
"Definetly. It just so happens...I have a date tomorrow"
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