AUTHORS NOTE: So here is the next installment of the story. I hope you guys like it. Thanks for the review that I received from you guys and keep them coming ask questions if need be. I'll have no problem answering them as long as it doesn't giv away the story. Alright on with the story…..
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Somewhere deep inside, deep deep inside told Troy that he shouldn't be doing this, that having your student, who was your girlfriend in such a short amount of time, in his apartment was wrong. But Troy ignored that feeling and instead focused on the beauty that just walked past him.
The last girl that he was interested in that had been in his apartment was Madison. So of course this was a huge step just for him. He knew that it was probably careless and he might even seem a little too eager but he couldn't say goodbye to Gabriella just yet. That was the whole reason for inviting her over truthfully.
He closed the door behind him and sat his bag down on the floor, his eyes lingering on Gabriella. He watched as she scanned his tidy living room. Troy's hand automatically went to the back of his neck as she ran her hand across the back of the black leather couch. He had no idea what he was so nervous about. Maybe he just wanted to make the right impression, there was no room to fuck this relationship up, because if it did end…it could end bad.
He was grateful that he tidy up just a bit the night before. There were a few askew items lying about his apartment but there weren't empty pizza boxes and beer bottles lying around.
Troy shook his head and sighed loudly earning a glance from Gabriella.
"So is it up to your standards?" he said with a smile, wanting to hear her take on his apartment. It was something he was proud of. His eyes scanned across the medium size living room going from the carpet which was gray on half the side and on the other a light gray/whitish color. On top of the carpet sat a black coffee table with a glass top. Surrounding the coffee table was a black leather recliner chair, couch, and love seat, each with white pillows in the corners of them.
It was very bright in his apartment mainly because the two wall length windows that brought in the sunlight, as well as the glass door the led out to the small balcony.
The kitchen was in open view only being separated by a low wall that acted as a island that seated two. It was decked out in stainless steel appliances that Troy barely used.
His eyes went back to Gabriella and he smirked as she walked over to the entertainment center her eyes huge as they sat on the huge flat screen television. He watched her as she bent down and looked at the various game stations that sat in the stand.
"Hmmm…well it's way above my standards. Who knew being a teacher would allow for all this fancy stuff." she said running her hands over the playstation3, and x-box360.
"Believe me, my teaching salary wouldn't come close to buying the 360." he joked.
"Well then you must have a secret stash of money somewhere." she said laughing.
She stood back up and looked around the apartment once more. "hmmm….you sure have style? This place is very…interior design." she cocked an eye at him and smirked. "You're not gay are you?"
Troy eyes widen and he shook his head quickly and chuckle coming out of him. "No, believe me I'm not gay." he said in a stern voice. She tilted her head to the side in a questioning look. Troy continued. "Not that I have a…problem with them…I mean I love gays…I mean…" He took a breath, "I mean as people you know, their rights and all that stuff…" He could feel his face heat from the uncomfortable explanation he was trying to give. He sighed defiantly . "My mom put this together." he said waving his hand across the furnished apartment.
Gabriella laughed and shook her head. "Why are you so nervous?"
Troy shrugged his shoulders feeling like a little kid.
She walked over to him and took his hand. She looked up at him and smiled and Troy felt his heart beat quicken and slowing at the same time. She tamed the nerves that were traveling through his body but that smile…man…it could make anyone's heart jump from their chest.
"Take deep breaths Troy." she laughed and went back over to the entertainment stand. Her eyes fell on the pictures that were on top.
"Who are these people?"
He walked over to her standing as close as he could get to her without fully touching her. He smiled as he picked up one of the framed pictures. "This is my best friend Chad."
"Wow. His hair is huge." she said laughing at the picture where Chad was posing with both of his hands in peace signs as though he was a gangsta.
"Tell me about it. We could never take pictures together because his freaking hair always blocked out my face."
She pointed to the next picture. "And them?"
"My parents." Troy looked at the loving picture of which his father had his arms wrapped around his mother. Both were smiling widely at the camera. "They're wonderful people."
"Hmm…didn't know parent's could be wonderful." she said in somewhat a dejected voice.
Troy frowned at the statement. "What do you mean?"
She shook her head and put on a smile before pointing to another picture. Troy sighed and looked towards the picture she pointed to and could feel himself pale at the photograph. He pressed his lips together tightly and picked it up. His eyes scanned the blonde haired, green eyed beauty that was cuddled up with a teddy bear he had given her for her just out of the blue.
He laid the picture back on the stand but put it face down.
"That's no one."
He smiled at the disbelieving look that Gabriella gave him. "Really." he assured her. She nodded her head but didn't look reassured at all.
Troy grabbed her hand and led her to the couch. She tucked one leg under the other and swung the free leg back and forth.
"What do you wanna do?" he asked he with a slight smile on his face.
"I don't know what do you wanna do?" she answered him.
"How did I know you would say that?" He laughed. "Talk to me. Tell me about yourself. I mean I asked you to be my girlfriend and I don't know a lot about you."
Gabriella bit her lips playfully and taped a finger to them. "hmm…well I'm a student at East High School, and I'm dating my teacher. That should say a lot about me."
Troy smiled and shook his head. "I know that silly. Tell me something I don't know."
Gabriella shrugged her shoulders. "Really? I mean I'm not used to this…"
"Talking?"
Troy pressed his lips together in a smirk as she glared at him.
"Yeah actually." she said. She looked down at her hands, "I mean as long as Kade and I were together we didn't talk a lot. I blamed it on because we've known each other for so long ya know. Most of the time we just made-out and fucked."
Troy cringed at the thought. He could feel his lips go into a sneer as she thought about Kade or any other guy putting their hands on Gabriella in that way.
"Well…" he said, "Just because you guys known each other forever doesn't mean that he knows all about you and you know all about him. There's always something new to learn. I wanna learn about you Gabi."
He watched her smile at the nickname and he was quiet pleased with himself that he thought of it. Of course it wasn't some rocket science question like how can I shorten Gabriella?, but it was more like he was glad that he was the first person to use it. He hadn't heard anyone else call her that.
"Well what can I say?" she didn't look at him and Troy was a bit annoyed by that fact but he let her continue looking at her hands or feet. "I mean I'm an only child. My mom is a….housewife." she said hesitantly, " and my dad has his own business where he kinda works with hospitals and manufactures machinery and stuff. It's a pretty important job I guess. There's not much that's happening around my house."
"So are you and your parents close?" he asked thinking about the reaction to the comment he made about his parents.
Her arched eyebrows became a frown and she sighed before chuckling a little. "My parents and I…well the only way you would think we were related would be because of the resemblance. We've never been close. My dad was always away and my mother was always locked in her room with the pool guy or something." she said with an edge to her voice.
Troy sighed. He could never imagine his family not being close to him. He had always had a good relationship with his parents. He always felt like if he needed to talk to them no matter how bad the situation was he could. Though sometimes he kept some things to himself cause his mother could get a little motherly especially when it came to his love life.
"I'm sorry." she said suddenly.
"About what?"
"That was way too much information."
"No it wasn't. I mean I said I wanted to get to know you." he shifted getting a bit more comfortable. "So you didn't like your childhood?"
"Oh I liked it. I got everything I wanted when I wanted. Most kids would love that." she said smiling.
"Is that why you act mean and bitchy."
She shrugged her shoulders. "What are you Dr. Phil?" she joked. "But I guess. I'm trying to work on that though."
"I can tell. You got Sharpay Evans to keep lips sealed."
"What about you Mr. Bolton. Tell me about your childhood."
Troy bit his lip. "It was alright."
He looked at her and she had a questioning look on her face.
"Alright? Troy come on. Tell me. Do you think I'm going to resent you for having a good childhood or something?"
Troy said nothing. In fact he had been thinking that. He didn't want her to feel any lower about her childhood while she listened to what a great one he had.
"Tell me." she repeated.
He sighed "It was good one. I always knew my parents loved me and looked out for me. Before my mother had me she was a nurse. She quit after, to raise me and stuff. My dad owns the Albuquerque Thunderbirds--"
"Really?" Gabriella interrupted "So you've lived in Albuquerque all you life?"
"No. I lived in Torreon." he said, " My dad just owns the team. He would always take me out on the road on weekends. It was nice."
"So what made you want to teach here in Albuquerque. I mean I could understand if you went to work with your father and you wanted to be closer to the team but…teaching? Couldn't you teach in Torreon?"
Troy shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He really didn't want to bring up the whole Madison thing this early in their relationship. It had already been through one test with the whole Sharpay thing and that was stressful enough for the day. He gave her a tight smile. "I've always wanted to teach music, and Albuquerque had more opportunities."
Gabriella nodded her head in agreement. Troy felt himself relax that she gave up on that bit of conversation. He watched as she stood up suddenly and looked around. He gave a goofy smiled.
"What are you looking for?"
She smiled down at him and placed her hands on her hips. " I believe that as the girlfriend I have the right to see where her man sleeps."
Troy's smile fell off his face and he groaned. "You don't wanna see my room. It's messy."
He watched as she glared at him before turning around and making her way down the small hallway. His eyes scanned her back as she made her way away from him. Of course being a guy his eyes went straight for the obvious, her ass. It was small and petite just like her put it was perfect for her. He continued scanning her form her shapely legs to the back of her head that held the mass of dark curls.
"I'm going in." she said playfully looking back down at him, before opening the door and walking in.
He smiled and shrugged his shoulders. She was the most beautiful thing that he had ever sat eyes on. Her brown eyes, her nose, those lips, and that skin tone. It was enough to make the toughest man melt.
He stood up and made his way back to his bedroom, his heart beating wildly. He couldn't believe that she was in his bedroom. He was acting as nervous as a high school boy. He slowly wiped his palms on his jeans, wondering to himself why he was suddenly showing signs of nervousness.
He finally reached his bedroom, which seemed like forever to get to, only to find her lying on his platform bed looking right at home and looking as though she belonged there. He didn't walk into the room but instead leaned on the door post and stared at her.
She was flat on her back, her head elevated by the black and white pillows that were tucked under it. The rest of her body was lying comfortably on the rumbled black, white, and gray comforter. He watched as she scanned the room with a smirk. Her eyes went to the long black dresser with the tall mirror that was against the wall to both side tables by the bed, one that had a lamp on it. She then scanned the small book shelf that was on the opposite side of the room next to a black desk with a glass top that had his notebook computer on it.
"You're right. It is messy." she said with a smirk. Troy smiled and looked at the floor where he had clothes spewed about. And a few pop can sitting on his dresser.
"I like your room." she said softly that Troy actually had to strain to hear her, but he didn't let it show. He said nothing but nodded his thanks as his eyes traveled her body again.
"This bed is very comfortable." she said moving her bending her knees and moving them back and forth slowly. Troy swallowed slowly. "where did you get it?"
Troy smirked, "furniture store." he said simply.
She chuckled and licked her lips. "Well aren't you going to lay down?" she asked innocently.
Troy shifted and looked at the other side of the bed. He desperately wanted to lay next to her, grab her in his arms, and touch and fuck the hell out of her, but he couldn't. He wouldn't jump into a physical relationship with her too fast. Especially the kind of relationship they had. He just couldn't do it right now. So he shook his head slowly.
"I don't think that'll be a good idea." he said roughly.
"Why not? It's your bed." she said a soft smile still on his lips.
Troy shifted again as he felt a familiar tightening in his pants as she patted the bed next to her. It had been a while since he actually had sex. There were a few girls before he moved, but they were always one night stands, and ways to forget Madison. Now he had a girlfriend…someone other than Madison and she was very sexy, and very persistent, Troy noticed.
He took a deep breath and shook his head again. "I shouldn't Gabi."
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Come on Troy. Nothing will happen. Don't trust me? I just wanna lay here and talk to you. There's no harm in that is there?" she asked innocently.
Troy frowned and looked at her to see if he could see any deceitfulness in her eyes but found none. He nodded his head and made his way to the bed. He fell gracefully on his stomach and he pushed the comforter at the end of the bed. He held himself up by his elbows and looked at her.
"See. Nothings happening." she said. She laughed then. "God…feels like I'm the man trying to get the scared little girl in my bed."
"I'm not scared." Troy smirked. "I'm just…cautious. I want this to go right." he said seriously.
Gabriella nodded her head slowly. "I do too Troy, but that doesn't mean we can't kiss, and touch."
Troy nodded his head and thought for a moment. "Of course we can just not in public."
"Of course." Gabriella said quickly.
"No, Gabriella I mean not at all in public. Even if we're alone. You never know who is watching." he said beginning to worry again about someone finding out. He watched as Gabriella frowned but nodded.
"So I guess I sneaking down to your classroom for a kiss out of the question huh?" she said with a small smile.
Troy sighed and suddenly felt guilty. He didn't want her to feel as though he didn't want her because he did. More than anything he just knew that they had to be careful. Extra careful.
"Look, I just want to be careful." he said. He placed a hand on her flat stomach and smiled down at her. "I don't wanna lose you. Not yet."
She smiled. "So you might wanna lose me some day but not yet."
Troy rolled his eyes at her teasing. "You know what I mean Montez."
She shrugged and Troy sighed. She had a far away look in her eyes. He smiled secretly knowing that just because they couldn't kiss in public didn't mean they couldn't do it in privet. He knew that he could do no more, but it wouldn't hurt. After all she was his girlfriend.
He scooted up and closer to her, now lying on his side. The arm that was across her stomach moved and begin to trace up and down her arm. Troy couldn't believe that someone could have skin so soft. It was amazing. He looked at her face and smiled as she was looking at him.
Troy suddenly pulled her hard against him not giving her a chance to speak or react and claimed her mouth with his. She moaned and he parted her lips and explored her mouth with his tongue. Her mouth tasted even better then earlier that day when he had first kissed her, if that was possibly. He could feel the pangs of desire growing in his stomach, as Gabriella placed her arms around his neck pressing herself, her whole body into him even more. He could feel his hardness pressing against her and knew that she felt it also when she realized another low moan and returned his kissed with desire.
That little voice that told Troy to only kiss her went out the window. He wanted to touch her, to feel her. That couldn't hurt right? No, that's all he would do, if she allowed it. And she did. Gabriella was so willing and responsive that Troy couldn't resist it anymore and cupped a full breast in his palm. He kneaded the full covered mound and felt her arch her back pressing more firmly in his hand. Troy could feel how turned on she was since he could feel the hardening of her nipple through her bra and shirt. He told himself once again that touching wouldn't hurt not at all and he squeezed her harden nipple, twisting it between his long fingers, as he continued to kiss her hot mouth.
She rubbed his hips against him, cradling him against the softness as their bodies called out to one another. His cock throbbed painfully as he toyed with her breast. He felt her move her arms from around his neck and settle on his chest, rubbing back and forth. Troy sighed deeply and pulled himself away from her breathing raggedy. He looked down at her and watched her breath just as heavily as he was. Her eyes were closed and her lips were still pouted as though she was ready for another round. Troy smiled and pushed some of her hair behind her ear and waited for her to open her eyes.
They finally fluttered open and Troy had to stop himself from throwing himself on her again as he saw the passion and desire that she held in her eyes. He took a deep trembling breath.
"I want you Gabriella." he said. "Did that seem like I wanna lose you anytime soon."
She said nothing but shook her head.
"Good, because believe me we'll do plenty of that." he leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead sighing.
They said nothing for a few minutes as Troy held her, her head under his chin. His hands threaded her hair and licked his dry lips. "Are you alright?" he asked since she still said nothing.
She nodded her head. "Just trying to get myself under control." she said. Nothing was said for a few more minutes.
Troy felt more content then he ever did as he held her in his arm. He hadn't felt this content even when he played music or played basketball. He was suddenly glad that he had a best friend that practically shoved this idea at him. He felt his eyes getting heavy and he sighed deeply as his own eyes fluttered closed.
"I'm sorry."
His eyes snapped opened and he leaned back to look down at Gabriella. She didn't look back at him but instead was enthralled with the sheets.
"What are you sorry about? You didn't do anything." he said confused.
She sighed deeply "I know you want me. You wouldn't have gone through with this if you didn't, risking your life basically. You didn't have to kiss me convince me of that."
Troy nodded his head. "So…I can't kiss you when I want to?" he asked slowly.
She looked up at him. "No! I mean…yeah you can kiss me whenever you want it's just, you didn't have to do it to convince me that you want me. I was just being that spoiled brat not getting what I want, ya know with the whole kissing you when I wanted. " she laughed humorlessly.
"Gabriella I kissed you because I wanted to. Not because so I could convince you that I want you. I just don't want us showing affection in public because if we are caught by someone else…well… I wouldn't be able to kiss you like that anymore. Like you said, you know I want you. And I know you want me. I mean…how can you deny this hotness." he joked.
He relaxed as she laughed. He hugged her close again and gave a confused look. Damn females were confusing. He couldn't understand why she apologized for him kissing her out of convincing, if that made any sense. It didn't to Troy.
She pushed back a little from him and looked up, her eyes going to the window. It was a little past dusk and getting into full blown night time. She groaned and looked back down at him and Troy gave her questioning look.
"I better go." she said sitting up. "Not that my parents will worry, but I need to do homework, and I have a few things to do."
Troy nodded his head before he jumped out of bed. He helped her stand up and led her out the bedroom.
"I'll walk you out." he said as they made their way back to the living room. He picked up his keys as she grabbed her purse. He grabbed her hand and they left his apartment.
"Are you sure your alright?" he asked once they were in the elevator. She smiled up at him.
"More then alright."
He nodded and led her through the apartment garage towards her car. She unlocked her door and placed her purse inside the stylish car. She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. Troy hugged her back, smiling to himself as he took a deep breath of her scent. She smelled like banana's and a chuckle flowed out of his mouth.
"What?" she asked a smile on her face also.
"Nothing. You just smell like bananas."
She laughed and nodded her head. "Custom shampoo. Can you believe they make that?"
"Well it's defiantly my favorite scent now."
She stood on her toes and pressed her lips against his softly. Troy pressed her against him more firmly as they kissed. It was a very simple kiss, with no tongue but it was the sexiest goodbye that Troy ever had.
"See ya tomorrow." she whispered against his lips.
"Of course."
She got into her car giving him another smile before she started it up and pulled out and away.
Troy leaned against his car and chuckled to himself. He had to admit that telling your student that you liked her, then getting caught by another student, then making out with the first student in his apartment was one of the most exhausting days of his life. But one of the best.
AUTHORS NOTES: So I would be more than pleased if you guys told me how you liked this chapter. Just a bit of Troyella for you cause I felt it was needed…not too much but enough to quench some thirst. Review for me. For some reason when I get review it makes me want to write faster…I wonder if it's like that for all fan fiction authors…hmmm…
