A/N: Well, another chapter is up. I couldn't sleep and well…it's almost 2 AM now and I didn't want to study so I've decided to continue with the chapter and…well, I've finished it so…why can't I post it now if it's already ready? ;) I hope you'll like it!
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Here goes chapter 6. Enjoy! :)
Silence had engulfed Gabriella's room after her revelation; the couple was still embraced together, but neither of them spoke. Gabriella was still on top of Troy, caressing his cheek and waiting for him to say or do something, but if not because he had tightened his arms around her, you could think Troy was a statue.
Troy's mind was racing; he couldn't believe his mother had been ill when she was pregnant with him. He couldn't believe no one had ever told him that but, then again, neither his father nor Lucy had known about his thoughts. He couldn't believe all these years he had been thinking he was the killer of his mother when she was already ill and when her death was something expected at any time. He couldn't believe than he was what kept her mother alive for some more months.
The feeling of relief which ran through his body was immense; he hadn't killed his mother, and that was something which lifted a huge weight from his shoulders, but there was more: he wasn't a damned person. He had nothing to do with his mother's death, and so that would mean that he wasn't guilty of his brother and father's deaths either. But no, maybe he hadn't killed his mother, but he still was a magnet for deaths, because if not, how could someone explain to him how in his 18 years of life had died the four last members of his family?
Gabriella was waiting for Troy to show some sign of life; his stillness scared her. In her mind she couldn't decide what to do: speak or do something or, on the contrary, remain silent and quiet. However, the decision was made for her when Troy shifted and pulled her body on the mattress. Thinking that he was about to go, Gabriella panicked. "No Troy, don't leave!" She said grabbing his arm.
Troy, who was beginning to stand, stopped and sat again turning his body and pulling Gabriella so she was sat onto his lap. Gabriella encircled her arms around his neck. "You can't leave now…" She muttered in a shaky voice.
"I was going to the bathroom baby," Troy said wrapping his own arms around her waist. "I…I can't go…I…I can't leave you now…" He whispered tightening his arms around her. "I need you."
Gabriella lifted her head from the crock of his neck and locked her eyes into his. "Promise me that you won't leave."
"I promise." He spoke in a quiet voice. "I was only going to wash my face…"
Gabriella relaxed and nodded. "Hurry back…"
Troy nodded. "I think we have to talk…"
Gabriella's brain registered his words.
We have to talk.
Nothing good could come with those words spoken. She was afraid that revealing him that his mother was ill when she was pregnant with him would mean a fight between them; she was afraid that, instead of do some good, her revelation would become something bad. Trying to read his eyes, she realized that the softness which with they shone couldn't be bad for them; she realized her revelation had awoke something inside of Troy. Knowing that she had to trust him, she stood up from his lap.
"I'll wait for you here." She whispered with her fingers interlocked with his and then sitting on the bed again and leaning her back into the pillows.
"Sure," Troy whispered leaning down to kiss her temple.
Troy went to the bathroom which was adjacent to her bedroom. Closing the door behind him, he went to the sink and turning the water to the coldest, he washed his face. Some shivers ran up and down his spine but he welcomed the cold; he didn't know what he was feeling and the cold help him to release some tension.
Lifting his head slowly, he looked himself through the mirror. If he hadn't known better, he wouldn't be able to see some changes, but it was his face, and though maybe it was silly, he thought his face seemed to be more relaxed. The tension on his back had almost gone and now he could notice that the one of his face was going away too.
While Troy was in the bathroom, Gabriella was sitting on her bed looking through the window. Being alone, she thought about how crazy was that Troy didn't know the fact that his mother had been ill while being pregnant with him. She understood a lot of things now; she understood why he forbade himself to love and be loved, and the relief she felt was huge. She was relieved because the main reason because of why Troy had become a cold Troy didn't exist anymore. However, she was afraid that he would still be blaming himself for his father and brother's deaths.
Though she knew Troy was feeling relieved, she also knew that she still had a lot to do with Troy and his worries, fears and insecurities. She only hoped she would be able to help him, she only hoped her love would be able to help him see things the way they were in real life and not in his mind.
Hearing the click of the bathroom's door, she turned her head just when Troy stepped from there. Troy stopped dead in his tracks at the end of her bed, and Gabriella tried to read what he needed or if she could do something to help him more. Looking into his eyes, Gabriella read a tumult of emotions: relief, sadness, pain…and everything in between.
Without thinking twice about what she was doing, Gabriella opened her arms and Troy crawled onto the bed and into them desperately. Gabriella remained sat, with Troy's head on her lap and his arms around her waist. His face was buried into her stomach, and Troy cried again. She didn't say anything then; she only caressed his hair, whispering soothing words and letting him to cry peacefully.
The sun was being replaced by the moon, but Gabriella didn't turn on the lights. Firstly because Troy had fallen asleep on her lap, and then because the light coming from outside gave the room a calmer atmosphere. Turning her head to look at her alarm clock, she realized it was dinner time so, slowly, she placed his head on her pillows and stood up to grab a blanket, covering Troy's body with it. Kissing his forehead, she went to the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat, assuming Troy would stay, at least, for a while with her. Putting on the earphones of her iPod, she chose a soft music and began to prepare the dinner.
Upstairs, Troy awoke alone in the bedroom and tried to focus to remember if everything had been a dream or not. When he realized it was dark outside, he did a double take and called for Gabriella. "Baby?"
Seeing that no one was answering him, Troy groaned and stood up. "Gabi?"
Hearing some noises coming from downstairs, he decided to go to the bathroom to refresh his face again so he would be able to join Gabriella in whatever she was doing. The cold helped him to clear his mind and to be more awake at the same time.
Climbing down the staircase, he followed the noises which he realized came from the kitchen. Once there, he stopped and a small smile appeared on his face; leaning into the doorframe, he observed Gabriella dancing while humming a song while preparing something to eat. The need for touch her overcome everything else and noiselessly, he went to her, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and making her squeal.
"Troy," she said slapping his chest, "don't do that! You scared me!"
Troy chuckled and tightened his arms around her. "Sorry baby," he said kissing her forehead, "but you looked too damn cute…"
Gabriella turned into his arms and observed him. He was better, that was for sure, and she also saw he wasn't as tormented as before; his eyes were lighter now, and though they were red from all the crying, they were shining in a special way. Her smile was also wider; it was as if he had pulled away a gigantic weight off his shoulders.
Troy realized Gabriella was studying him and his face softened. "I am okay," he said reassuringly and hugging her.
"You sure?" She asked from his shoulder returning the hug.
"Completely." He affirmed squeezing her and slapping her ass playfully.
"You jerk!" She said pulling away offended but giggling all of a sudden when she saw the boyish grin of his face. "You are mean…" She pouted playfully too.
"Poor baby," Troy said opening his arms for her. "Come here and Troy will make everything better…"
A very giggling Gabriella stepped into the circle of his arms, wrapping her own arms around his neck. The couple locked eyes and then all the teasing disappeared, remaining only a look full of love for each other.
"Hey," she whispered softly with her lips inches apart from his.
"Hey you," Troy said also whispering and caressing with his fingertips her back.
Rubbing noses together, Gabriella smiled and then pressed her lips onto his. This kiss was slow; no rushes, no pressure, no tension…it reminded her of the first kisses they shared long time ago, when they were a couple without worries. Tilting her head, Troy deepened the kiss, introducing his tongue into her mouth craving to taste her sweetness; Gabriella welcomed him, moulding her body into his, and using her tongue to caress his.
Never breaking the kiss, Troy lifted Gabriella and placed her on the counter, stepping into her legs. Gabriella tangled her fingers with his hair and Troy rubbed her lower back with his fingertips under her shirt. When the need of air became too much, they pulled away but still remained with their bodies touching. "Thank you…" He whispered intently.
"It's been my pleasure," Gabriella said hugging him. "You'll be okay Troy, I promise…"
"Will you help me?" Troy asked in a petite voice which came muffled from her shoulder.
"Always." She said pulling away from the hug and speaking also with her eyes. "Always together Troy."
Her voice sounded like a promise and Troy felt touched by her care for him. After everything he had done to her, he was amazed that her love for him was so huge that she was still there; he knew she had an immense heart, but he was discovering a different side of Gabriella. He was discovering a strong woman; he was discovering a person who was willing to be with him in every step he made, and he knew, right then and there, that he wouldn't be able to live without her. He needed her, and this time, he put aside all his worries and fears and let himself to fall in love with her again; for the very first time, he let himself to enjoy their proximity, to enjoy the feeling of to have someone who cared for him, to enjoy the feeling of to be so close to another someone. For the very first time, he let himself to love Gabriella with all his might; for the very first time, he let himself to receive all the love Gabriella felt for him.
"Thank you," he said whispering and pecking her lips sweetly afterwards.
Gabriella smiled at him; she knew no more words were needed and she also knew too much had happened in the last hours. She knew Troy would be okay, but she was aware that it would take time. They had taken the first step together, but a long way was still in front of them; both knew it would be ups and downs but they also knew that, together, everything will be okay.
His stomach chose that moment to protest and Gabriella giggled. "Hungry?"
"Yep," he answered casually but with a smile on his face. "Shall we eat?"
"Sure," Gabriella nodded jumping down from the counter. "Can you grab something to drink while I serve?"
"What would you like?" Troy asked opening the fridge. "Coke? Water?"
"Water is okay," Gabriella answered grabbing two plates and filling them with the salad she had made.
When both were sitting at the table, the phone rang and Gabriella groaned but stood up to answer it. "Hello?"
"Sweetie," Peter's voice sounded. "I've just landed in Seattle. Now we're going to the hotel so I won't be able to speak with you. I'll call you tomorrow ok?"
Gabriella widened her eyes; she had forgotten about her father being away for the week. With everything happened with Troy she had forgotten about her father's trip; she had been so focused in Troy that everything had disappeared of her mind. Closing her eyes when the fact that she would be alone every day and night fell upon her brain, she obliged herself to answer. "Sure daddy, thanks for calling. Bye…"
"Bye Gabi…" Peter said distractedly.
Troy had seen everything and he couldn't help but worry; standing up from the table he went and wrapped his arms around Gabriella. "What's up?"
"It was dad," Gabriella said in a petite voice. "He was calling to tell me he has already landed in Seattle."
Troy frowned. Another trip? Cursing Peter inwardly, he tightened his arms around her waist. "I am sorry baby," he whispered kissing her forehead. "When he'll be back?"
"Next week." Gabriella said in a petite voice. "I don't want to be alone all week here…"
Her voice was laced with fear and Troy spoke without thinking twice when he noticed. "Do you want to come and stay with me?"
Turning into his arms, Gabriella locked her eyes with his. She had been in his apartment before, but he was talking about be with him all week. All week. No worries about Troy disappearing in the middle of the night, no thoughts of Troy avoiding her all day…she realized then that the step she thought they'd made that afternoon had been huger than she thought. "Can you come here? You know my dad…I have to be here…"
"Okay," Troy nodded. "I'll go to my apartment later and I'll pack some things."
His tone was truly nonchalantly; Gabriella didn't know if he was being aware of what he was saying. She was more than happy with the new turn of events, but she wanted to be sure before the hope overcame her reason. "Are you sure you'll be okay with being here all week?"
"With you I always am okay." Troy answered sincerely.
He knew why she was having doubts about his arrange. It would be a huge test for him, and for them, but he hadn't thought when he had talked. He had spoken with his heart; he had offered whatever his mind had come with at the moment seeing her so distraught…and he was glad. "Don't worry, we'll be fine."
"If you're sure…" Gabriella said not being totally convinced. "But if you don't feel comfortable we'll talk about that. You won't disappear or vanish in the middle of the night; deal?"
Troy smiled. "Deal."
"A kiss to seal the deal?" Gabriella said returning the smile.
Troy chuckled freely this time. "Sure," he said kissing her cheek. "Come on, I am hungry!" He said pulling her by her hand to the table.
Gabriella gasped and he stopped turning to look at her. "What was that?" She asked narrowing her eyes.
"What was what?" Troy asked with fake innocence.
Gabriella pouted and huffed. "Nothing…" She muttered going to the table ignoring him.
Troy laughed and grabbed her arm spinning her around, planting his mouth onto hers fiercely. It only took a second for Gabriella to respond the kiss but when she realized he was kissing her she wrapped her arms around his torso. Pulling away when the need of air became too much, Troy spoke carelessly. "Now let's eat, I am starving."
"Way to kill the mood babe," Gabriella said sarcastically making Troy laugh.
Seeing him so free, so happy, so himself and so relaxed made Gabriella happy too, so she ended giggling with him. The dinner went smoothly; they didn't touch the soft topic but talked about Chad, Taylor, basketball, the Decathlon Team…being a normal couple for once.
"I am going to my apartment then." Troy said when they'd finished the dishes.
Gabriella couldn't help but worry; she hoped Troy was being serious when he agreed to come to her house to stay for the week, but she was aware that it was a gigantic change in their relationship, and so she wasn't sure. She was afraid that Troy was saying that so he could "escape" from her and her house, shelling himself from everything…and her.
Troy noticed the fear in her eyes and hugged her. "I'll be back so soon you won't have time to miss me." His lips touched her temple.
Gabriella pressed herself more into him. "Okay…"
Troy narrowed his eyes; he could see Gabriella was not okay, he could see Gabriella still had doubts. But he was sure that he wanted to be with her; he was sure he wanted to enjoy the feeling of proximity with Gabriella longer. After everything happened between them that afternoon, he was sure he wouldn't be able to be alone. "Come with me."
"What?" Gabriella said pulling away.
"Come with me to my apartment so I can pack some things and then we'll come back." Troy said pulling one of her curls behind her ear.
Gabriella was shocked. "Are you sure?"
"Completely." Troy said grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the door. "Grab the keys and your phone come on!"
Troy waited for her at the door and when she had her purse with her he interlocked their fingers again, pulling her outside towards his car. When she was inside, he closed the door softly, went to the driver's side and drove to his apartment, always keeping one hand of Gabriella in one of his.
Gabriella couldn't believe this new Troy; she was more than happy, because she recognized in him the Troy she fell in love with, but she was surprised at the same time. Shaking her head, she decided to enjoy this new side of Troy and forget about their problems for a while. Squeezing his fingers with hers when they stopped at a red light, Troy turned his head to look at her. "I love you so much Troy."
"Oh baby," Troy said leaning to peck her lips. "I love you too, so fucking much it almost hurts…"
"We are together, always together." Gabriella said locking her eyes with his.
"Forever." Troy whispered kissing her once more and then continuing with the driving when he noticed Gabriella had relaxed her hand.
When they arrived at his apartment, Troy didn't enter the car into the garage. "Would you like to come with me or do you want to wait here?"
Gabriella remembered in that moment that she had to call Chad, but she also knew Troy would like to have a few minutes for himself. "I'll wait for you here."
"You sure?" Troy asked concerned. "It's late…"
"Lock the car, hurry back and I'll be okay." Gabriella said giggling touched by his concern.
"Okay, okay." Troy said kissing her knuckles. "Be right back."
Locking the car with Gabriella inside, Troy turned to look at her and returned her smile…with a wink, thing that surprised both him and Gabriella. From outside, he could see a giggling and clearly touched by his gesture Gabriella, and a warmness sensation flooded through his body.
Running towards the door, he stepped inside his house and, grabbing a bag, he filled it with clothes, his toiletries, some books and his practice's clothes. He had the bag filled in 5 minutes, but he decided he needed some time to himself. Lying on his bed, he let his eyes to drift through his room; when Lucy died, he moved to an apartment because he couldn't stand to be alone in her big house, and so he had sold it and had bought the apartment which was his home. He only had brought with him some essentials and some personal memories, like the pain which was hanging in the wall opposite to where the bed was.
It was his mother's favourite, and he knew that, whenever he was, the paint would be with him. He didn't have any memories of her, but the paint always made him feel like she was beside him: his father told him she had painted it the same weekend they received the news of her pregnancy with Troy. The whole family had gone to the beach, and so Lucille, his mother, had painted a beach in the dawn. Jack, his father, explained him that the two yachts which appeared had been there at the time, and the same with every other detail. So, needless to say, the paint was a treasure for Troy.
His eyes then went to his right, were the wall was full of pictures. His parents cuddling together in a hammock where they were young; Mark building some castles on the beach; pictures of when he was little with Chad and Gabriella; a lot of pictures with Gabriella; a lot of pictures where only appeared Gabriella…and the most special one: a picture of his mother lying on her bed while being in the hospital with a baby Troy cuddled in her arms and with Jack beside her, with Mark on his knees.
Standing up, he grabbed the picture and simply observed it. The Bolton's. The only one picture where the whole family appeared together; the only thing he had which was a proof that he had had a family at some point in his life.
While Troy was in his apartment, Gabriella grabbed her phone and dialled Chad's number. Placing the item beside her ear, she waited for him to pick it up.
"Hey," Chad's voice sounded relieved. "I was worried. Where are you?"
"I am outside Troy's apartment." Gabriella said quietly.
Chad gasped. "What? What happened?"
"Nothing…well, a lot of things…but now everything is better." Gabriella said calmly.
"What do you mean?" Chad sounded confused.
Gabriella sighed. "Now I understand why Troy changed so much…" She sighed again and continued. "He thought he had killed his mother Chad…" A few tears escaped from her eyes and she fought the sob.
"What?" Chad shouted.
"He didn't know Lucille had cancer; he thought Lucille had died giving him birth because of him." Gabriella whispered. "He had no idea that when Lucille knew she was pregnant she fought against the cancer again…he was totally clueless…"
"Wow," Chad said. "I thought he knew that…heck, you and I knew the truth and he didn't? How weird is that?"
"I know," Gabriella sighed again. "We still have to talk a lot…but he is better; you should see him, it's as if a huge weight has been lifted from his shoulders."
Neither of them spoke for a moment and then Gabriella spoke softly. "Daddy is on a business trip again and Troy will be staying at my house for the week Chad…"
Her voice broke twice; the mixture of emotions she was feeling was free now. She had been holding back for Troy's sake, but she also needed to let it go. "He's asked me to stay with him all week in his apartment but you know my dad; I've to be at home and when I've asked him to be at mine, he's agreed."
"I…I…I don't know what to say…I mean…this is huge Gabi…" Chad's voice was laced with shock, and Gabriella understood him.
"I know," Gabriella sighed. "I don't know what will happen tomorrow but…well, at the moment it seems the old Troy is coming back…slowly but firmly…"
Chad could hear the smile in her voice and he also smiled. "My God that's incredible…"
"I am meeting with Susan tomorrow." Gabriella said. "Though I know we can help Troy, I think we need some help, and she was his therapist so…well, I've thought she could help us and she's agreed."
"I suppose Troy doesn't know anything…" Chad said cautiously. "He'd throw a fit…"
"I don't care," Gabriella affirmed. "I am not going to betray him, but what's sure is that he needs some help neither you nor I can give him."
"You're right." Chad sighed. "I hope he'll understand…"
"I suppose it'll be hard for him, but in the end he'll understand. I am sure about that." Gabriella's voice sounded so sure, Chad couldn't help but admire her more.
"Where are you now?" Chad asked curious.
"I am waiting for him in the car." Gabriella explained. "He needed to pick up some things and I know he also needed some time alone so I've said him I would wait for him here."
"If you need something you know where I am, right?" Chad asked.
"Sure bigbro," Gabriella giggled. "Don't worry; we'll be fine. I have to go now, Troy will be here at any moment now…"
"Okay," Chad said. "I'll see you both tomorrow at school. Night Gabi!"
"Night Chad!" Gabriella said quietly pressing the "End Call" button and putting her phone in her bag again. Leaning into the passenger's seat, she closed her eyes. A few tears were falling from her eyes, but she didn't care; she needed to cry, and she also knew Troy would know though she had been crying just when he saw her.
After a moment, she heard a click and the driver's door opened, appearing a refreshed Troy. When Troy looked at her, he saw the tears and instantly became worried. "Hey…" He whispered pulling her body for a hug. "Why the tears beautiful?"
He sensed Gabriella shrug. "I don't know…"
"Gabi," he sighed. "Are you really okay?"
She felt him began to caress her hair and smiled. "I don't know, I guess I am being hormonal…"
She giggled then and Troy noticed the giggle was real. Calmer now, he pulled away and rubbed her cheeks with his thumbs, erasing the tears there. "Too much has happened uh?"
He was smiling softly at her and Gabriella nodded. "But everything will be okay Troy, I know it."
"Of course," he said leaning down to kiss her. "With you by my side everything will be okay."
After another peck, Gabriella pulled away. "Let's go."
Troy nodded and turned on the engine of his car again, driving to Gabriella's house with one hand while the other was busy intertwined with her hand and rubbing her silk skin with his thumb. The couple remained in silent, but this time, the silence was peaceful; it was not the silence before a storm, it was more as if you wouldn't have been able to think about a storm in the first place, and Gabriella closed her eyes enjoying the absence of any tension between her and Troy.
Arriving at Gabriella's, Troy spoke. "Baby we're here…"
"Oh," Gabriella said rubbing her eyes. "Okay."
Stepping out of the car, Troy retrieved his bag and wrapped one of his arms around Gabriella's shoulders, leaning her body into his. Arriving at the door, Gabriella unlocked it and the couple entered in the house, going to the staircase without any more words.
Gabriella supposed Troy would be sleeping with her, but she didn't want to pressure him. Clearing her throat, she spoke softly when they arrived at her bedroom's door. "Where do you want to sleep?"
"Uh," Troy was startled by her question. He had assumed they would be sleeping together, but maybe Gabriella didn't want that. "Truth to be told, I thought I'll be sleeping with you…but if you don't want that it's ok I guess…"
"No, no…" Gabriella said placing her arms around his waist. "I want you sleeping with me but…it's up to you. After everything…I don't know, it's a huge change and…well…I…you have to be comfortable and…well…I thought that maybe you would prefer to sleep alone or…well…to have your own room so…well…and…"
When Troy saw Gabriella stuttering so much he decided to stop her rambling. "I don't want anything more than to sleep with you. I want to be able to hold you baby…I…I…need to be close to you…"
Gabriella looked up into his eyes and saw he needed her the same way she needed him. Nodding, she grabbed his hand and went into her room, where she sat on her bed while Troy unpacked his things. She observed him silently. "Are you sure that's what you want baby?"
Troy lifted his head from his bag. "Yes." Crawling on to the bed so he was sitting beside her, he put a hand in either side of her face to talk to her eyes. "More than ever."
Sighing Gabriella leaned her forehead into his chest. "Come on," Troy said kissing her hair. "Let me unpack and then we can watch a movie or something."
This new behaviour was surprising Gabriella with no end; Troy proposing her to watch a movie with her? This was so couple-ish…she couldn't believe him. Lifting her head, Troy could see the surprise in her eyes and chuckled. "Don't look at me like that babe, I want to be with you."
The truth was that Troy was also surprised with himself; each one of his words was coming from his heart, and though he was the one saying them, he realized he wasn't thinking. He was only speaking what his heart told him to speak. He was being himself; he had let go of all his worries for the moment being, and he simply was enjoying the fact of to have Gabriella by his side.
"Ok, I am going to change then." Gabriella said when she was sure he was saying the truth.
"I'll do the same." Troy said standing up from the bed and continuing with the unpacking.
Gabriella didn't bother to go to the bathroom to change; grabbing a simple shirt of his she had claimed as hers long long time ago, she got undressed in front of him. Troy was aware that Gabriella was pulling out of her body her clothes, too oblivious to what she did to his body, and he had to clear his throat to calm himself. When Gabriella stood there only wearing her tong, Troy spoke. "Ok, stop with the teasing!"
Gabriella turned around surprised. "I was not teasing!" She said shocked.
"Sure," he growled. "Put your shirt on…"
Gabriella giggled. "I was not teasing. It's not my fault if you are a horny boy…"
"Sure, sure…" Troy said stripping out of his own clothes and leaving only his boxers on. "I dare every guy to not be bothered with you standing in front of them nude…"
"I was not nude!" She protested from under the sheets.
Crawling inside the bed with her, Troy narrowed his eyes playfully. "That little thing can't be considered clothes either." He ran a hand down her bare side under her (his) shirt and patted her underwear clad bottom to emphasise his point. "Pretty shirt, by the way..." He winked.
She giggled. "Thank you. And...well, you've never complained about my underwear before. Should I buy some cotton big panties from now on?" It was a first to be able to have this kind of conversation and both were enjoying every bit of it.
Troy widened his eyes in mock horror. "Of course not! I love your underwear…"
"Good." She said placing her head on his chest while Troy encircled her petite figure with his arms.
"You are such a tease babe," Troy chuckled kissing her forehead. "Have you chosen a movie already?"
"No." Gabriella mumbled.
"And then how are we going to watch a movie?" Troy asked. "Go choose one come on…"
"Too comfy…" Gabriella said nuzzling his chest with her nose.
Her actions made Troy smile. "So you make me stand up then?"
"No!" Gabriella protested. "I am comfy now…turn on the TV; maybe we catch something good…" She said snuggling more into his chest to prove her point.
Seeing that she was about to fall asleep, Troy nodded and did what she told him, knowing that she would be off in minutes. Finding a basketball game in the sports' channel, Troy left it and waited for her to protest, but nothing came from her. Looking down, he saw she had her eyes closed and realized her breath was too even for her to be awake.
Chuckling quietly, he looked for his phone, putting on the alarm so they would be at school on time, and turned off the lamp of his bedside table. His fingertips caressed her arms unconsciously while he watched the game…until sleep overcame him.
The next morning, Gabriella awoke and couldn't help but hope that everything her mind was replying happened for real; she hoped that, once she would be looking behind her, she would see Troy. However, two strong and warm arms encircled her waist and she squealed. "Morning baby…" Troy muttered with his lips inches apart from hers.
"Good morning," Gabriella said quietly. "Have you slept okay?"
Troy nodded. "I've dreamed about you…" He said smiling softly.
Blushing furiously, Gabriella turned into his arms and buried her face in his chest. "Are you blushing?" Troy asked shocked.
"No," she growled.
Troy laughed and turned off the alarm of his phone realizing that they didn't need it now with both being awake before it sounded.
"Come on Sleeping Beauty," Troy said shaking her body. "Time to go to school…"
"Don't wanna…" She murmured snuggling into him. "Can we stay here?"
"Sorry baby but no." Troy said slapping her bottom cheeks. "Come on Gabi…"
Gabriella growled. "Why are you so happy this morning?" She asked when her back touched the mattress because Troy was already sitting.
Hovering over her, Troy rubbed his nose with hers. "Because we are together…"
A wide smile opened its path into her face and she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning up so she could kiss his lips. What began as an innocent kiss soon became a hot and steamy kiss; his hands were caressing her back under the shirt she was wearing, and hers were tangled into his hair, deepening the kiss.
Gabriella rubbed his lower lip with her tongue and Troy obliged, allowing the wet intruder to enter into his mouth; their tongues danced together for a while, massaging each other with passion, eliciting a moan from Gabriella, and making Troy smirk against her lips. When the need of air became too much, they pulled apart, but Troy's desire overtook him and so he remained with his lips attached to her body. Massaging her jaw and neck with his lips, Troy moved so he was hovering Gabriella's body; their legs were tangled together and though Gabriella could feel Troy's body touching each part of hers, she couldn't feel his weight because he was leaning onto his forearms.
Troy's lips were moving sensually along her neck until he found the special spot just under her ear, where her pulse was, that made her squirm in pure pleasure. "Fuck Troy…"
Smirking he focused his attention to that special spot of her skin, sucking, nipping, lapping and kissing it until a mark was beginning to form there. Pulling away, he observed his art work. "Perfect…" He whispered kissing it.
Roaming her hands along his chest, Gabriella leaned up and kissed his shoulder, moving her lips up his jaw, leaving soft kisses along the way and making Troy shiver. She continued trailing kisses until her lips found his and he responded into the kiss, entangling his tongue with hers.
Gabriella opened her legs so Troy could rest more comfortably in between them; Troy welcomed the gesture rubbing her opening with his growing bulge and Gabriella let out a moan at the sensation. She moved her hips creating friction and Troy growled into her ear. "God…"
"Make love to me Troy," Gabriella pleaded in a husky voice.
Troy pulled away from her and caressed her cheeks with his hands. "You sure?"
Nodding, Gabriella tightened her arms around his neck. "I…I need you…but if you…well…if you don't want…"
"Shh," Troy whispered with his lips inches apart from hers, grabbing the hem of the shirt she was wearing so he could pull it away from her body silently but with his eyes locked with hers.
When the shirt was successfully removed, Gabriella's hands didn't remain stilled; playing with the hem of his boxers, Gabriella introduced one of hands under them, and began to rub him with her fingertips. Though Troy wanted to admire her body, under her ministrations his body stiffed and he moaned closing his eyes blissfully. "Gabi…"
With a sudden movement, Troy found himself lying on his back, with Gabriella straddling his hips. Her bare chest was too inviting for him to remain steady while she continued her work with her hands, and so he leaned up and captured one of her nipples with her mouth. Gabriella groaned and involuntary moved her hips, creating more friction between their cores, adding more pleasure into her system and making her moan loudly.
Fighting against the pleasure she was feeling, Gabriella moved her hands from inside his boxers and grabbing the hem of them pulled the item down his legs; admiring his length, she licked her lips and Troy groaned at the sight. "Shit…"
"Yummy…" She muttered grabbing his base with her right hand and leaning her mouth down to his shaft, introducing his head into her mouth and sucking in ecstasy.
Moving her head, she alternate sucks, laps and caresses with her teeth until Troy was wriggling from under her. "Fuck…" Beginning to move her hand too, she felt how Troy tangled his fingers into her hair, guiding her until he was about to explode. "Baby I am going to…"
Sinking her teeth carefully into his dick, she fastened her hand's movements and then suddenly Troy's body went stiff, while a loud scream of her name abandoned his mouth. Gabriella welcomed everything he gave, swallowing everything and slowing her ministrations until she noticed his body relaxed completely.
"Woah," Troy panted pulling her head so he could kiss her lips. "That…that has been amazing…"
Gabriella smiled and responded into the kiss from her position over him; Troy moaned when her nipples rubbed his and he used his hands to caress her sides, using only his fingertips when his hands reached the sides of her breasts makig her shiver. "My turn…"
He rolled her until her back was pressed onto the mattress never breaking the kiss. Pulling away and kneeling beside her body, he used two of his fingers to pull her thong down her long legs, caressing them with his fingertips at the same time, making goose bumps appear. When he removed the thong completely, he began his trip up her body kissing and massaging her skin until he reached her core, where he did a quick flick with his tongue making Gabriella scream in ecstasy.
His lips didn't stopped there; kissing her breasts, and teasing her nipples with his teeth, Troy continued upwards until he arrived at her mouth, covering it with his in a furious, hot and steamy kiss. Their tongues moved at the same rhythm their bodies were moving together; each time the tip of his dick rubbed her opening she moaned his name and moved her hips so he could penetrate her, but he always pulled away. "Not yet…"
"Troy," she whined panting. "Come on…"
He didn't answer; he continued devouring her mouth and massaging her torso and breast with his fingers, teasing her nipples in the process. When he thought she was distracted enough, he introduced a finger into her making her gasp into the kiss. "Fuck Troy!"
He smirked and added another finger, curling them when he had them inside. Gabriella's hips moved along with his fingers, creating a new pleasurable friction. "More Troy…"
"Sure," he growled leaning down to kiss her nipples and adding another one.
Gabriella's body was wriggling violently and he noticed her walls were tightening around his fingers. "Faster…"
He obliged and his fingers sped up; the new rhythm was being too much and Gabriella could feel a tingling sensation building inside of her. "I am going to cum Troy…"
"Let it go babe," Troy panted from above her fastening his fingers' movement even more.
"Oh my God…" Gabriella panted loudly this time. "Fuck Troy…yeah…"
He noticed his fingers were getting soaked and the pressure her walls were doing over his hand increased and so he knew she was close. Leaning down, he whispered into her ear. "I love you so fucking much…"
Gabriella opened her eyes at that and when she locked her eyes with his that was it. Screaming his name in pure pleasure, her walls clamped over his fingers and she wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to regulate her breathe while coming down from her high.
Carefully, Troy pulled his fingers out of her and lapped her juices from his hand. "You are exquisite…" His husky voice made Gabriella moan and a smirk escaped its way onto his face.
When Gabriella's breath was regular again, Troy leaned down and pecked her lips softly and Gabriella took the chance to capture his waist with her legs, so their cores began to rub together. She noticed Troy was getting hard again and so she fastened her hips' moves, helping him with the stimulation. "Inside of me Troy…" She panted whispering.
Troy didn't say anything; nodding, he positioned himself above her, with the tip of his shaft just in her opening. Both moaned at the very first contact and, slowly and savouring the moment, Troy penetrated her inch by inch and soon they became one.
Trying to regulate their breaths, our couple remained still joined intimately coming down from their orgasms. Lifting his head from her breast, Troy pecked her lips and pulled away from her falling onto his back and pulling her body with his. He kissed her temple sweetly and Gabriella returned the gesture kissing his chest.
"Troy," she whispered hesitantly.
"What?" He asked softly with his eyes closed and rubbing her arms with his softest caress.
"You are not going away now, right?" Gabriella said quietly and with a tint of fear in her voice.
Troy winced inwardly; he should have waited for her to react that way. It had been years with him leaving her after making love, but this time he was sure he was at the place he wanted and needed to be. Using his hand he lifted her chin so she could see his eyes. "I am not going anywhere…"
His answer made her smile and, moving her body upwards, she nuzzled his nose with hers. "I love you," she whispered with her lips touching his.
"I love you too…" Troy answered also with his eyes.
After a while, Gabriella kissed his shoulder and took a deep breathe. "What'll happen at school?"
Troy thought for a moment. "Well, I am not sure…"
"What?" Gabriella said pulling away. "Are you planning on to avoid me all day again?"
Troy could see she was hurting and rushed to explain what he meant. "Of course not!" He said pulling her into his arms again. "But I won't be like I am with you baby…you've to understand that…"
"I understand that," Gabriella said with a firm voice, "and I am not asking for you to be my shadow or to act all lovey dovey with me but…"
"But what?" Troy asked softly playing with her hair.
"I get we don't have to show the school what kind of relationship we have but I'd like to be able to be with you while being at school…" She whispered pleading.
Troy sighed. "Gabi, one thing is to be alone with you after what you told me yesterday, but I don't know how I am going to feel when we are in the school…I don't know if I'll feel comfortable or what…"
"I understand Troy but," Gabriella kneeled on the mattress grabbing his face into her hands, "I need to be able to be beside you. Please…don't shut me out again…"
"I promise you I won't do that," he reassured her. "Look, why don't we go there and see how things are in situ? We don't have to make plans…"
"Okay," Gabriella said, "but promise me that we'll be together through everything. Promise me you won't leave without a word; promise me you won't vanish all of a sudden of my life…"
Her petite voice made his insides melt. "Gabi," he said directing all the force of his eyes into hers. "You and I have been, are and will be together forever, remember?"
And seeing he was being sincere, and seeing he was speaking the truth, and seeing how deep his love for her was…she remembered.