Right here, Right now (Troy Bolton X Reader)

Room 4C

Troy's POV:

We arrived at Berkeley. I looked over at Y/N, she was still asleep. I shook her arm gently, she squinted at the bright light, looked around and yawned.

"Wow, this place looks way bigger than I thought it would be" she exclaimed.

"Yeah , it does" I agreed.

We both got out and opened the trunk to get our bags

"So where's your dorm?" I asked

She pointed to a tall building on the left side of the the college.

Your POV:

You asked Troy where his dorm was and he pointed to the tall building on the right. You sighed, you really wanted to be staying near someone you actually know.

"Well, I guess I'll see you around then" you said with a hint of disappointment in your voice.

He waved and turned away.

"WAIT, Y/N" he shouted

You span round, kind of hoping he would ask for your number.

"Can I get your number? That way we can stay in touch, even if we don't see each other every day."

You nodded and exchanged phones with him so you could put your number into his phone and he could put his in yours. You gave him an awkward hug, quickly stepping away, blushing slightly, then waved goodbye.

*time skip*

Great, you thought to yourself. You dorm was on the fourth floor and the elevator wasn't working as it was quite late at night.You struggled to lift your heavy suitcase up the stairs.
Someone tapped your shoulder.

"TROY, what are you doing here" you whisper- shouted trying not to wake everyone up

"I came to see how you were settling in. Do you need help with that?" He offered

"Thanks and yes please!" You answered.

He lifted your suitcase like it was nothing. You admired his muscles, trying not to stare too much.
You finally reached the fourth floor and started to look for your dorm- 4C. You took out the room key you were given and unlocked the door, trying not to wake your roommate. You gave Troy a quick hug and thanked him before he left

Troy's POV:

After I dropped everything off in my dorm room I decided to visit Y/N so I went over to her dorm building and saw her struggling to drag her suitcase up the stairs. I helped her take her suitcase up to her room. It was actually quite heavy but I didn't want to seem weak so I tried to hide how heavy it was.

Your POV:

You looked around the room and raised your eyebrows because one half of the room looked like a sparkly pink fairy princess threw up in it and the other half was plain white, ready for you to decorate. You were exhausted, you collapsed onto your bed and instantly fell asleep.