Chad had showed up to the house the next night, annoyed and frustrated. He hadn't told Troy the night before, but he and Taylor hadn't had sex in as long or longer than Troy and Gabriella. Troy didn't know exactly why they were out drinking until they were there and Chad had thrown back a few. Troy had decided to drink along with him. Gabriella was home with Tori, and despite everything that was going on, he knew that Gabriella was a good mother. She would take care of their daughter.
By the time they were ready to go home, they were both too shitfaced to drive, so they took cabs home. Chad would come get his SUV tomorrow. By the time Troy got home, he could barely walk inside the house. The alarm went off and the lights turned on above his head.
Turning to the alarm panel, he silently cursed it out, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Troy typed in some keys, barely able to see them, but it shut up so he assumed he had entered the right code.
"Goooood alarm," he mumbled, tripping some before catching himself on the hallway table. He almost knocked over a vase of lilies but was able to catch it, even if the water did spill all over. "Damn flowers."
He leaned over, pulling his left shoe off and tossing it before doing the same with his right. Troy headed for the steps, tugging his shirt over his head and tossing it. Funny enough it landed on the chandelier near the steps.
"Ha! Score!" he silently celebrated.
By the time he got to the top step he had his belt undone, pulling it out and dropping it there. He stumbled down the hall to his and Gabriella's room, opening the door and kicking off his jeans. He tripped and landed face first on the ground but managed not to be too noisy.
"Damn it."'
He dragged himself up onto the side of the bed. "Pssssst, Bianca, psssssst! ET phone home!" he slurred through a whisper, swaying slightly. "Hey, you, baby momma, I need your help."
If Gabriella had been asleep, she was sure the alarm would have woken her. But she knew it was only Troy coming home. It wouldn't have gone off so quickly had it been anyone else. Gabriella knew if it woke Tori, she would have been in there asking for Troy. But when the door opened, it wasn't Tori. It was Troy. When he crawled up on the bed, Gabriella closed her eyes tightly, inhaling deeply. He was drunk. If she hadn't been able to smell it, his behavior and ET reference was enough to tell her.
"What do you need help with?"
Troy glanced back at his ass and back at her. "To get my big old butt in the bed with my wife-to-be so we can sleep together!" He tried to climb up onto the bed, but fell back again. "SEEEE, I can't stand up and get on the bed! My ass is not allowing me... and I realllllly wanna lay with you. I miss holding you."
Okay so he was drunk as shit and tomorrow he'd probably kick myself but right now all he wanted was to get in bed and be thankful for the things he had, even if some of it was downright shit these days. Gabriella bit her lip to keep it from trembling. This isn't what she wanted, not from Troy, not from the only man she'd ever loved ever. But she wasn't about to tell him no. She couldn't. Sliding out of bed, she walked around to his side and wrapped her arms around him, using her full body strength to pick him up and sit with him back down on the bed.
"There. There you go. You're up on the bed." She let go of him and stood to walk back to her side of the bed.
"Noooo!" he cried out, grabbing her wrist and tugging her back to him. "You stay here with me. I said we sleep together and I mean it!" He pulled both of them back to lay on the bed so she was practically on top of him and closed his eyes. "Verrrrrryyyy comfy!"
Closing her eyes tightly, she inhaled deeply, coughing at the strong alcohol odor. "T, you need a shower."
"Noooooooo, I don't. I just need lotssssssssssssssss of sleep! Now, hush, Lily's trying to sleep, you'll wake her!" He yawned, stretching his arms out some but still not letting Lily go.
Gabriella reluctantly but defiantly pulled herself from Troy's arms. "Lily's not asleep, and she doesn't want to sleep." She moved over to her side of the bed, pulling her pillow against her breasts, hugging it tightly. "Just go to sleep, Troy."
Troy faked a sniffle, poking her in the butt with his finger. "You don't wanna sleep with me?"
"More than anything," she barely whispered. "What I want doesn't matter, Troy." She swallowed the lump in her throat, taking a shaky breath. "Please sleep."
Troy frowned heavily. "I don't wanna sleep." He turned on his side, tugging Gabriella closer to him. "Not unless I can hold you. I never get to hold you." Alright, so it wasn't the complete truth. He'd held her every night since they had brought Tori home, but he wasn't about to tell her that.
Gabriella inhaled shakily, her lip trebling. "Why would you even want to? I'm not anything to you anymore. I'm just a facade. Something to make our daughter and the rest of the world happy."
"You don't believe that, do you?" he asked, burying his face in her hair. "You should know better," he mumbled, kissing the back of her head before cuddling closer, tugging the covers over the two of them and closing his eyes.
Gabriella wiped away a rebel tear, biting her lip. "I don't know what I believe anymore."
"You should know I love you even when I hate you, Lily," Troy murmured, yawning. "Maybe that's why I made up this stupid thing. So we could be together but I also protected myself!"
"Wouldn't it just be easier to kick me to the curb? I mean if we're going to be miserable anyway."
Gabriella swallowed hard, pulling his arms around her more even though she knew it would only hurt more tomorrow when he woke up and wasn't drunk anymore.
"No, because you might move on without me, or fall for someone else, or fall out of love with me. I can't chance that. Even if being with you hurts."
"I've never loved anyone but you," Gabriella told him somberly. "And I could never move on from you. You're my everything. Per siempre."
"You moved on before... when you left me. When you took my daughter and left... you found someone else."
Gabriella shook her head. "I hid. I never moved on. I couldn't. I promised you forever, and I meant it, even if I was scared."
Troy sighed, turning away from her and hugging his own pillow. "I don't believe you. You stole my daughter and hid her away and forgot about us."
Gabriella couldn't do this. Not anymore.
"I'll be downstairs on the couch."
She would have slept in the guest room, but then Tori would really think something was wrong. The couch was more easily explained and shrugged off.
"Good night, Troy."
She pushed herself out of the bed, leaving her pillow there. She'd use a throw pillow and the throw blanket over the back of the couch. She didn't need anything else... The one thing she did need, she couldn't have and never would again.
"Gabriella, get back in bed!" He tured to look at her. "There's no damn reason for you to sleep on the couch! You're ruining my high."
"What do you want from me?" she asked, fighting the tears that were threatening to fall from hers eyes as she turned back to face him, crossing her arms over her breasts. "I don't deserve shit!"
Troy stood out of the bed and moved over to her. He was a little wobbly, but he wasn't backing down. "That's the fire I've been missing, Lily."
Gabriella blinked her eyes. "Why'd you call me that?"
Troy turned her around backing her up against the bed. "Isn't that your name?"
Gabriella watched as his hand trailed over her arm. "Sí... but–"
Troy shook his head, leaning in closer to her. "No buts," he whispered, his lips feather close to her lips. "You've always been my Lily and you will always be my Lily."
He knew no matter what, she was still his Lily, despite what she had done. Sure, she had kept his daughter from him and his Lily wouldn't have done that, but he was beginning to understand even though he hadn't really given her a chance to talk about it, except for when they were fighting about it. But he understood because he knew his Lily would never do anything to him to hurt him. The longer he had to think about it, the more the understood.
That didn't mean he didn't miss the time he missed out on, both with Lily and his daughter, but he wasn't as upset as he had been with her and he understood to some point – at least because he understood her, why she did what she did. He pushed her down on the bed and they both lightly groaned.
"Troy..." she whispered, the warmth of her breath softly blowing over onto his lips.
He leaned in, his lips pressing against hers, her body completely melting against his.
"Don't do this, Troy. You made it perfectly clear you don't love me and all this is just an act. So just stop. No one is around. No need to pretend." She turned to move away from him, but he kept her pinned under his.
"I'm not pretending, Lily!" he said gruffly, causing her to turn her head toward him. "I've never stopped!" Gabriella was speechless, her eyes glistening with tears. "But I was angry when I found out about Tori, yes. What man wouldn't be? I acted out of anger. But I never stopped loving you ever! I will never stop loving you."
Gabriella took a breath only now realizing she was biting down hard onto her bottom lip. "Troy..." she whispered, slowly turning lifting her arms to wrap around him, a few tears falling from her eyes. "I love you," she spoke, still whispering. "These last few days have been hell on me."
Troy laughed shortly, only because she had swore. His Lily, spicy as she was, wasn't one who swore. "I know, babe. I now. I'm sorry."
She closed her eyes hearing him say he was sorry. Those words weren't something that came easily from Troy Bolton's lips, but Troy always did things for Gabriella he didn't do for other people.
"Troy..."
"I miss you, Lily."
Gabriella whimpered, closing her eyes, her voice barely coming out in a whisper, "I miss you, T. More than you know..."
Troy smiled, letting his lips trail over her neck. "Just don't let me forget this in the morning," he groaned, letting his chin brush over her collar bone above her nightgown.
Gabriella bit her lip, keeping a soft moan from escaping. Troy reached down and pulled off her nightgown, smiling down into her breathtakingly beautiful brown eyes.
"I need you, Lily," he groaned, pushing his groin against her.
He was hard and she could feel it against her core, pressed against her panties. They had both missed each other more than either of them could say Gabriella lifted her legs slightly, wrapping them around Troy's waist, pulling him closer.
"I need you, Troy," she whimpered, her arms pulling him closer.
He didn't need her telling him, but it felt so good to hear her say it. He knew it had to be as bad on her as it was on him these past few days, maybe harder. At least he knew that he loved her. She hadn't been so sure he did, but he never had stopped. He also liked to hear her whimpering, something that told him she was ready for him. She was usually very strong and she kept herself held together very well, but when he started touching her, she turned to jelly in his hands and he loved it.
"I want to touch you all over, baby. Make you feel so good," he told her, his hands sliding up over her breasts. She lifted her body off the bed to press against his more. He slid his hands down her sides and slowly into her panties.
She gasped, lifting her hips to his hand. "Troy, don't tease..."
Smiling down at her, he shook his head. "I just want you to feel it, baby. I want you to feel good."
She pulled him closer, shaking her head. "I just want you, Troy. I only want you. Te quiero. Por siempre, mi amore."
He was learning more and more Spanish just being around her and Tori every day, and he understood everything she had just said to him. "Tay key arrow, Lily! Porsiempray!"
"Troy, por favor..."
Troy knew that when she started speaking in Spanish, hardly any English, all bets were off. She was barely thinking and he had her. She was all his and he could do anything with her, get her to do anything he wanted her to do, do anything he wanted her to do.
He started rubbing at her clit, causing her to jolt toward him.
"Troy!" she gasped, grabbing at his biceps, breathing deeply.
"Yeah, baby," he whispered against her lips, "that's it. Feel it, baby."
Gabriella closed her eyes, holding onto Troy's arms tightly, breathing him into her as he stimulated her clit. Troy let his tongue lazily run along her lips as he worked his magic on her tiny little bud, loving the sounds she was making as she moved beneath him.
"T..." she whimpered, lifting her hips to him more, "te quiero. Pronto!"
She needed him badly. After days of not knowing if he even loved her, and weeks of being away from him, she was aching for him, to be touched by him, to make love to him. And Troy knew this. He knew this, because he needed her too. Troy nodded, pushing her up more on the bed beneath him.
"I'll take care of you, baby."
He could eat her out, make her cum before slipping inside her. She needed it. She deserved it. He pulled her legs up and over his shoulders and let his mouth dive straight into her. He wasn't going to let her wait any longer for him. He spread her pussy lips with his fingers, letting his thumb move over her clit and letting his tongue dip down inside her deeply. She moaned out loudly.
"T! O, sí, T!" She reached down, grabbing onto Troy's hair, lacing her fingers into it, pulling him up closer to her, wanting him more. "Sí, T!"
He moved his mouth up to her clit and started sucking on her clit, moving his fingers down to her hole, pushing two of them into her, pushing them in and out of her like he would his cock, thrusting as he sucked on her sensitive clit. She was gripping onto his hair tightly, but he didn't care. It didn't hurt and he knew he was making her feel good. She was getting close and he could tell. She was already starting to tighten up around his fingers. He knew he had gotten her turned on enough before he even took off her panties. Starting to nibble on her clit a little bit, he added another finger inside of her, starting to thrust them faster inside her.
Gabriella pushed her hips up against his face and hand more as her walls clamped down around his fingers and she whimpered out, "T!"
He continued to suck softly and move his fingers slowly in and out of her before moving up to rise above her, positioning himself between her legs.
"Sí," she weakly moaned.
It had been far too long since they had made love, and Troy swore to himself that he was never going to let this happen again. Yes, he had come home drunk, but maybe it was the last push he needed. He'd planned on making love to her last night, but when he found her asleep, he'd settled for holding her and the day had been far too busy for them to have a moment to themselves. Then Chad had shown up, and Troy was only now thankful that he did. He was finally able to put his pain aside and forgive his Lily.
After their lovemaking was spent, Troy laid with Gabriella in his arms, fighting sleep. "I love you, Lily. Persiempray."
She could hear sleep taking over him, but she didn't mind. All that mattered was she was in his arms and it wasn't a dream this time. Far too many times the past few nights, she had dreamed he had been holding her, but she would always will herself to stay asleep, knowing that if she stayed asleep, she could continue to dream. This time, he was really holding her and she was happy, happier than she'd been in too long.
"Te quiero, T. Per siempre."