A/N: I just wanted to thank everyone for their sweet reviews. It really means a lot. Now on the the oc's, just so we're clear, Liz and Danny aren't real people. They're based off of some people I know, but they're not real :( Although I'm feeling a little bit better about using them. And who knows maybe Liz and Sharpay might duke it out! Usually I don't have a paticular time span, but the next chapter is going to continue off from the party. Of course this scene though was the first idea I had for this story. Anyways, I'll shut up and let you read.
And I really want to apologize for the long update. My goal is to try and update this story every Monday, but I just lost track of time this week.
Disclaimer: I don't own HSM, but Liz and Danny are mine to mess with yay!
Liz's apartment was a lot closer than Ryan had thought. It had only taken him less than five minutes to walk there and now he was ringing the doorbell. He really had no idea why he was feeling nervous either. Liz was a nice girl when she wanted to be, but her boyfriend did look rather intimidating. Hopefully she'd be the one opening the door. Staring back at the door, he noticed it had started to open.
There stood a giant muscular figure that certainly wasn't Liz. Liz's boyfriend? He couldn't tell, he'd only seen him from a distance, but he was cute none the less. Especially with his messy blonde bed hair and his muscular body. The man was hot, to put it simply, but intimidating none the less.
"Hi…is Liz around?" Ryan squeaked trying not to look him into the eyes.
"Oh hey, are you Ryan?" He asked.
Noticing his friendly tone in his voice Ryan looked back up to see him smiling. It kind of shook off the intimidation. Sort of, not really. He could probably punch Ryan all the way back to New Mexico if he wanted.
"Yeah, that's me. Um are you Danny?"
He nodded, "Come on in, the party's just getting started."
Ryan looked up at Danny with confusion well written all over his face.
"Party?"
"What Lizzy didn't tell you? We're having a par-"
"How many times do I have to tell you? Don't call me Lizzy!" Liz came from behind hitting her boyfriend in the arm.
Danny just shrugged and walked back inside leaving Liz and Ryan at the door. Giving him a smile Liz grabbed Ryan's hand and led him in.
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"Wow Ry, that's really sad. The only advice I can give is to just find someone else because I really doubt you'll see him again."
He could start to feel the tears building up in his eyes. She was right. All Ryan was doing was waiting for Troy. He knew it would never happen, but he just waited, day by day. He guessed the only reason he did that was because there was some false hope inside of him. Hoping one day Troy would come and sweep him off his feet. But that wasn't going to happen.
Liz spoke again, "What was his name?"
Ryan looked at her, doing the best to hold back his tears. He really hated talking about this, but letting it out, letting someone know, it just made it so much easier.
"It's not important. Your right, I just need to learn to let it go. And right now, I'm keeping you from your party so lets go out there and have a good time." He said forcing a smile.
Liz nodded. She didn't even realize they were talking for almost over an hour. And she could hear the music getting louder from the other room. Grabbing Ryan's hand, she pulled him out of her room and into the living room which was now filled with a sea of people. She guided him towards the couch where a bunch of her friends sat and introduced him to everyone. And left him there to converse.
Ryan didn't like being left alone in unfamiliar environments. He knew Liz was only trying to help him obtain more of a social life, but right now, he wanted to go in his bed and cry. Of course he had to wear this fake smile. Sitting on the couch, Ryan just zoned out. Not really listening to what anyone was saying, but still hearing bits of the conversation to not look totally dead. Then out of nowhere, Ryan felt a big pat on his back and looked up.
It was Danny. At the beginning of the party he'd gotten to know him a little bit better. Despite his scary intimidating exterior, inside was a sweet guy who really only wanted people to look past the cover of a once troubled boy.
"Beer?" He asked with a smile.
"No thanks, I'm fine."
Beer did not settle with Ryan. It wasn't so much that he couldn't handle alcohol, but he couldn't really handle beer, mainly because of its taste. Of course alcohol wasn't meant to taste good.
"Oh come on, you gotta drink something. You can't keep wearing that fake smile all night, loosen up dude."
'Fake smile? How the hell did he know?' Ryan thought to himself.
Ryan nodded and headed to the kitchen. Looking at the counter, he noticed the countless bottles of alcohol. He was never any good at mixing drinks, usually Sharpay made him something or someone else did. Gazing at the bottles, Ryan finally decided which one he wanted.
Hypnotic.
The name sounded pretty interesting so why not give it a shot. He grabbed the nearest glass and poured a little bit in. Looking at the liquid, he downed it.
To Ryan's surprise, it actually tasted pretty good. Pouring more into the glass, Ryan started to drink away. It wasn't long before Ryan was in the living room grinding on one of Liz's friends. He loved dancing drunk. No matter how much of an idiot he looked like, he didn't care. Of course he wasn't drunk, just buzzed.
From the other side of the room, Liz and Danny watched the gay boy grind up against the girl.
"Are you sure he's gay?" Danny asked.
"Uh… I thought so…"Liz laughed.
Walking over to her boyfriend, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hard. Of course being the horn dog that he is, he just let his girlfriend throw herself all over him. Putting his arms around her waist, he broke the kiss and grinned.
"What did I do to deserve this?"
Liz just looked up at him and frowned.
"Baby why don't we ever dance like that?"
Danny just laughed. Liz hated to dance. And to dance in public was like a taboo for her. Despite how pretty she was, she was pretty insecure about herself, especially when it came to dancing.
Liz poked him in the stomach and pouted.
"Baby answer my question."
She only called him baby when she was completely wasted. For some reason, pet names annoyed the crap out of her, especially 'Lizzy.'
"Because, you hate dancing. But I can think of something else we can do that's sort of like dancing… except hotter."
Liz gave him a seductive smile and led him into their room closing and locking the door behind them.
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Finally getting off Liz's friend, Ryan helped himself to the pizza that was sitting on the table. 'Tonight is going to be a fucking goodnight, fuck Troy, fuck closure, fuck it all!' He thought to himself.
After finishing the slice of pizza, Ryan turned back around to find his dance mate, until he was stopped. Someone was calling his name.
"Holy shit! Ryan Evans is that you?!" A very recognizable voice came from behind Ryan.
He knew he'd heard that voice before and was starting to annoy him because he couldn't point out where. Turning around, Ryan's eyes were met with the one person he wanted to see last. Those deep blue eyes piercing through his soul, shattering whatever mirror of strength left.
Troy Bolton.
A/N: So there it is. I'm sorry for the length, but there's going to be a lot going on in the next Chapter. And there's two ways I can take this story. One, I can kind of make it shorter and you'll get to Troy and Ryan's relationship faster or two I can make it kind of like a cat and mouse game. I plan on doing the second choice because there's more room for conflict and more plot and hopefully it'll be interesting. I plan on including Martha in some more, I just need to find the right time to do it.
Oh and look out for my new story. Yes I'm starting a new one. Sadly though, the main character is going to be Gabriella, but there will be a little slash I promise! I should hopefully have that posted sometime this weekish no later than next week.