Chapter 11: I'm Flying, Troy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own HSM, Titanic, or "So High" by John Legend. Their owners do. Italics are Taylor's thoughts. Bold Italics are Troy's thoughts.

Taylor walked back to her room thinking about what Troy said to her in the health room. Thousands of things were racing through her head at the same. "Was he right? Am I going to die if I stay in this life? I can't believe he said he was in love with me. I've only known him for about two days. That can't be."

Just then, her stomach started to grumble; it was a sign that she was hungry. She ignored it and continued her thoughts. "Am I in love with him? I mean, we do have so much in common. A lot more than Shelton and I could ever imagine. Shelton may be wealthy and handsome, but I'm just good eye candy to him. God, should I go with my heart or should I go with what I was taught? I don't know what I'm going to do! And what's worse, I'm so damn hungry." Little did she know, her sister Toni came in the room and interrupted Taylor's thoughts.

"Well, why don't you just come down to the parlor for some food with me?"

"TONI! What are you doing here?" a stunned Taylor said.

"Uh, I stay here, baby sister. It's my room. Anyway, where did you go?

"I got lost." Taylor lied. "I'm not going to tell her I saw Troy again."

"Whatever, baby sister. You missed the rest of the tour. Shelton was worried about you."

"He was?" Taylor questioned. "That's a first." "Where is he now?"

"He went down to the gym to work out. Anyway, you said you were hungry. Come with me; some food will do you good, Taylor. I'm going to be joined by Princess Imari Nala and another friend. What do you say?"

"OK, Toni. I'll be down in a bit." Taylor straightened herself up before she left the room with her sister.

When she was at the parlor, Toni and her friends were talking about some issues regarding Taylor's upcoming wedding. Toni seemed like she was going on for hours about it. Taylor paid no attention to their conversation.

"Your Highness, you won't believe it. I have been so busy with the wedding it's not even funny. We've been running through so many problems. It would drive you crazy. One of those problems was the bridesmaid's gowns. Taylor chose the color lime green. I told her it was too masculine and she should pick a feminine color like pink. She got angry with me and said 'It's my wedding, therefore it's my choice.' She only chose it to piss me off."

"Oh, that's terrible." Princess Imari Nala said. "Keep going."

"Not only that, she got mad at the number of people invited. She didn't want 750 people; she wanted a small number like no more than 75. I told her, 'Taylor, this family has big weddings. By big, I mean big bridal parties with at least 300 invited guests. Our parents had a big wedding, our grandparents had a big wedding, and so will you.' She was easily overruled."

"Sometimes, you have to honor family traditions." the princess agreed. While they were talking, Taylor saw a mother teaching her young daughter how to act like a civilized lady. Everything the mother was teaching the child, from how to sit in a chair, to how to speak in proper American English, to even how to eat with the proper utensil, made her think really hard at what Troy said to her.

"Troy was right. They are controlling me, just like that mother is doing to her little girl. I can't live like this anymore. I won't live my life like this. I have to talk to him. I'm going to talk to him." Once Taylor made up her mind about Troy, she excused herself from the table and left the parlor. While she was in the hallway, she bumped into Zeke.

"Zeke, have you seen Troy?"

"Why should I tell you? He told me what you told him. He was really hurt by it." Zeke said.

"I know that. I've realized I made a mistake. I just have to go see him. I want to apologize to him." Taylor pleads with him for a few seconds before she strikes a deal with him.

"I won't tell your mother about earlier today." Zeke's smile grew at the offer.

"Promise?"

"Ezekiel Baylor, I'll take it to the grave."

"He's at the head of the ship. He's by himself."

"Thank you, Zeke." Taylor gave him a hug before she left to find Troy.

Meanwhile, Troy was standing at the head of the ship alone. All he could think about was Taylor and what she said to him earlier.

"Why can't she see that we're meant to be? She's meant for me, not that asshole fiancée of hers. She's just good eye candy to him. If she doesn't realize that, she'll die a painful death." While Troy was in his thoughts, he was interrupted by a sweet, familiar female voice.

"Hello, Troy." He turns around to see who it was; he was stunned to find out that the woman was Taylor.

She continues, "I thought about what you said. I've realized that you're right. I used to care about what other people think of me. I had to be a certain way to please everybody, especially people in my social class. Now, I don't care anymore. I didn't care about what others thought last night at the party, so why should I now? I can't please everybody; they're going to talk regardless. I've also realized that I can't control who I fall in love with. I may be engaged, but I've fallen in love with you. There, I said it. I've fallen in love with you, Troy Jack Bolton."

All Troy could do was smile at her. He was happy that she changed her mind.

"I'm happy for that, Taylor. I really am. How did you find me?"

"Zeke told me you were up here."

"Oh, okay. Taylor, I want to show you something."

"What?"

"You have to close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Just do it. You'll find out."

Taylor instantly closed her eyes. Troy grabs her hands and guides her to the tip of the ship. When she hits the rails, he tells her, "Step up onto the rail." She goes up two rows of rails and stops when he tells her to. Her hands were glued onto the rail for dear life until Troy grabs them. He extends her arms out to the max and gets behind her for support.

"Now, open your eyes." Troy whispers. When Taylor finally opens her eyes, she gasps at how beautiful the ocean view was. She felt like she was flying in the air.

"Troy, I'm flying. I'm flying like a bird." Taylor begins to cry. She truly felt like she was on could nine.

"I'm glad you love it, Taylor." They stand that way for a few minutes before Troy begins to sing her favorite song in her ear:

Let's go to a place only lovers go
To a spot that we've never known
To the top of the clouds we're floating away yeah
Ooh this feels so crazy
Oh this love is blazing
Baby we're so high
Walking on cloud 9

He brings her arms in together and wraps hers, as well as his, around her small waist. She turns her head and looks at him for a few seconds before he leans in and kisses her on her lips. She returns the kiss by grabbing his neck and pushing his head forward. Their tongues battled it out in each other's mouth. It was the most passionate kisses either of them has ever experienced. Troy and Taylor stayed up there making out until the sun disappeared.

Little did they and 5,000 other people on board know that would be the last time Angelic II would ever see daylight.

There goes Chapter 11. Troy and Taylor FINALLY get together. They've confessed their feelings for each other and sealed it with a kiss. It's only going to get good from here.

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