A/N: Another Troypay drabble. I originally had this idea in full fic form... but while thinking on a different drabble idea I figured I could modify this idea. Which came from the song, "The Piano Song" by A Cursive Memory. Kind of. I've become very attached to the song (acoustic version). Right, so this is 100 words... Troypay... you get the gist, right? If not - tell me in a REVIEW!

Also - a shout-out to my WONDERFUL beta, just-nikki! She's the best. :D

Disclaimer: If I owned them, Gabriella would no longer be an issue. And Troy and Sharpay would be together. Along with Chad and Ryan as a couple. So obviously, I don't. Please don't sue me.


The noise is making his head hurt, this back and forth of bitter words. He wants it to end – once and for all.

He feels himself cut between them with words – meaningless words. When suddenly the phrase, "Sharpay – I love you," spills from his mouth.

A dim, "What?" echoes around them. Troy can't manage caring though, as he struggles to breathe and not fall over. He's dizzy with shock, staring into her disbelieving eyes.

"You do?" she whispers up to him, hope shining through her eyes.

Nodding absently, Troy kisses her; proving his words, and establishing a type of peace.


A/N: Please tell me what you thought in a review. Otherwise - I might never write another drabble, or another Troypay ever again! I might just stop writing in general. I wonder what my new career path would be...

REVIEW PLEASE (whether full of love or hate - it doesn't matter - just please do!)!

-Abz