Troy woke up the next day when someone knocked on the door. He got up sleepily. There was another sharp knock on the door. Troy shook his head and pulled on his boxers and his pants hurriedly. He pulled his shirt on and went to the door buttoning it on the way. It was Justin's friend.

"Morning," he grinned at Troy. "Remember me? We met yesterday. I'm Peter."

"Yeah, I know," Troy said raking his hair with his fingers. "What's up?"

"You have to get out of here," Peter said. "You're not really out customers, but, we have some paying customers downstairs and they need the room."

"Sure," Troy said. "Give us around fifteen minutes, okay?"

"Okay," Peter shrugged. Then he smirked. "Had a good night?"

"Bloody brilliant!" Troy smirked back.

"Good," Peter said. "Now, get out."

Troy shut the door and went to Gabriella. He shook her awake.

"Hey, Brie," Troy said. "We have to go. They need the room."

Gabriella sat up sleepily. The sheet fell off her and revealed her bare breasts. Troy groaned as he felt his boxers tighten. He kissed back as she kissed her.

"We have to go," he repeated. "We have fifteen minutes to get out of here."

Gabriella sighed and got out of bed. Troy watched her get dressed.

They went home in a cab. Troy dropped Gabriella off and went to his own home then. Justin smirked at him when he walked into the house.

"What are you doing here?" Troy asked him ignoring the smirk.

"I was actually wondering if my best man would like to talk about the wedding since his girlfriend is back," Justin said.

"Oh," Troy said. "Dude, I'm so sorry about that. We'll talk tomorrow. I promise. Just, not today. I'm going over to Gabriella's place."

"Weren't you just with her?" Justin asked.

"Yeah, but, who cares?" Troy said.

Troy hurried upstairs and got dressed. Then, he ran out of the house again. He drove to Gabriella's house stopping on the way to buy some croissants for breakfast. He rang the doorbell at Gabriella's house and she opened it immediately. She had changed out of her prom dress and was wearing a pair of black shorts and a red tank top.

"Hello," Troy grinned.

He wrapped one arm around her waist and kissed her gently as he shut the door with his foot. They broke apart when they heard a groan behind them.

"Never do that again!" Max exclaimed. "Do not make out in front of me!"

"Max," Alicia rolled her eyes. "They haven't seen each other in about a month."

"Alicia," Troy smiled. "You're still here."

Alicia blushed. Troy laughed. He held up the bag of croissants.

"Who wants breakfast?" he asked.

Troy followed Gabriella to the kitchen. She got out glasses for everyone and poured orange juice for them. There were only three stools at the kitchen counter. Max and Alicia sat on two. Troy sat on the other one.

"I'll go and get a chair," Gabriella said.

She was about to move when Troy grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him. He pulled her onto his lap and Max rolled his eyes.

"Are you guys going to be together all the time?" Max asked.

"Dude, you've no idea how hard it is to keep a relationship from your best friend," Troy said.

"Or, your brother," Gabriella added.

"So, we're enjoying the freedom," Troy grinned.

"When did you guys get together anyway?" Alicia asked.

"The night our mom died," Gabriella answered.

"Are you serious?" Max asked, surprised. "You've been running around behind my back since then and I never noticed."

"We were pretty good, weren't we?" Troy smiled.

"Yeah," Max admitted. "I can't believe how blind I was. If I hadn't been so blind, maybe we could have stopped all this from happening."

"All what?" Gabriella asked and Max looked uncomfortable.

"All…you know," Max said. "Everything with your baby."

Gabriella stiffened. Troy's hand went around her waist, immediately. Max winced and looked at Alicia and Troy knew that Alicia had kicked him.

"I just meant that if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have yelled at Gabi," Max said. "And, then she wouldn't have run and fallen down the stairs."

Gabriella got out of Troy's grip and ran out of the kitchen. A few minutes later, they heard a door slam.

"You just don't know when to stop talking, do you?" Alicia snapped at Max.

Troy sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He sat there for a few minutes without saying anything.

"I'll go and talk to her if you want," Alicia offered Troy.

"No," Troy said. "Let her be for a few minutes. Then, I'll go."

Around ten minutes later, Troy got up and went upstairs. He went into Gabriella's room. She was sitting on the bed hugging her pillow. She was not crying. She was staring at the wall.

"Hey," Troy said, softly.

3"Hi," Gabriella replied as he sat down next to her.

"Are you okay?" Troy asked taking her hand.

"I'm fine," Gabriella said. "My aunt made me realize that it wasn't meant to be. She said that we would have a baby when we were ready. When she said that, I knew that I was not ready to have a baby just yet."

Troy did not say anything. He kissed her hand and then put an arm around her. Gabriella leaned against him and they sat there in silence.

After about an hour later, they heard the front door shut and they knew that Max and Alicia had gone out. They got up and went downstairs. Max and Alicia had left some croissants left so they had breakfast, together. They sat in silence, both lost in their own thoughts. They both reached for the last piece of croissant at the same time and smiled at each other when their fingers touched. Troy took the piece and popped it into Gabriella's mouth. Gabriella washed the plate and glasses. She sat on the counter. Troy got up from the stool and walked closer to her so that he was standing in between her legs. He pushed a lock of hair behind her ear.

"I love you, pretty girl," he whispered.

Without waiting for a reply, he kissed her. Gabriella kissed back. Soon, they were making out heatedly. Gabriella's hands went underneath his shirt and she ran them down his chest. She slipped her hand through his boxers and wrapped her fingers around his cock. She felt it grow hard. Troy kissed her as she started pumping her hands up and down his cock. He clutched the edges of the counter as she went faster.

"Brie," he grunted as he came.

Gabriella made no move to remove her hand. She felt Troy become hard again in less than thirty seconds. Troy kissed her again. Neither one of them heard the front door open and close.

"Oh, my eyes!" they heard Max yell and they broke apart. "I'm blind!"

They looked around and saw that Max was covering his eyes with his hands. Gabriella pulled her hand out of Troy's pants quickly. She covered her face in Troy's shirt.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Max exclaimed. "Can I look now?"

"If you want to," Troy smirked and Max removed his hands.

"What the fuck were you doing?" Max repeated.

"You saw what we doing," Troy said.

"But, that doesn't mean you can do that in the kitchen," Max said. "You know that I also live here."

"But, you weren't home," Gabriella pointed out pulling away from Troy and looking at Max.

Troy chuckled and buried his face in Gabriella's hair and neck. He kissed her neck, gently and started sucking so that he could leave his mark.

"Troy," Gabriella giggled.

"Oh, boy," Max said when he realized what Troy was doing. "I'm leaving."

"Don't come back!" Gabriella called and the front door slammed shut.

Troy looked up at Gabriella and they both started laughing. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again.