A/N: Yes, this came very late but the reason for it was that we had finals this week! Now, we are free as birds and ready to update more! Except...this is the last chapter! sad isn't is?

As a treat, this chapter is super long....almost 5000 words yo! hehehe love ya!

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Previously:

"I don't think I can marry you."

"You are asking me to be your maid?"

"Please don't, let's just be friends."

Chapter 37

Ok, how was he going to do this? Maybe he could…no….or maybe he should…nah….how about….no! Troy couldn't decide what to do. He has had that stupid guide to romance for few days now and he was still deciding what to do. Why was this so complicated? The guide even had freaking steps and they were all numbered for goodness' sake!

So Phase 1: Dinner in a restaurant

"Hey…uhm…Gabriella?" Troy mentally slapped himself, great, now she is going to think you forgot her name momentarily. Great start Bolton!

"What?" Gabriella snapped at him. No, she wasn't angry at him, she was just cranky…blame it on PMS…gosh and the pain!

"Well…" Troy started and nervously rubbed the back of his neck.

"Spit it out Bolton! I don't have the whole day." Gabriella growled out and Troy took a step back. Boy, was this woman scary or what?

"Well, I was thinking we could go out for dinner tonight. You and I…like…together…what do you think?" Troy suggested nervously. Gabriella went to snap at him again. Did he really think she would want to go out when she was in pain? But then she stopped herself and thought about it. They haven't gone out for ages and she had this new dress she wanted to wear out and besides, it was a free meal right? Who was she to decline free food?

"Ok." She simply nodded and went upstairs to prepare.

"Ok…" Troy mumbled and followed her to go to his own room.

Right…so the dinner was a not as successful as he thought. It wasn't his fault! Well…maybe it was…but only a small part of it! Was it his fault that he was kind of jealous? And it was her fault anyway! If she didn't…in the first place, he wouldn't…gosh! Thinking back about it made his head spin.

Ok, so they went out to dinner. It was all good when they came, they got seated, there was no paparazzi to annoy them and the whole atmosphere was good. That was until they realized they had to carry a conversation until the waiter came back to get their orders and then another round of conversation until the food came.

So, they pretty much had nothing to talk about really. Or they did, but nothing came into their mind. Both of them knew that it was because this was like a date. That's what made it awkward and Troy wished labels would not exist at that moment! So annoying!

So he tried telling her a joke he heard the other day but before he could finish, she snapped at him, telling him she heard the joke before and it was not funny. Ok, that put him off a bit. But it was her who dropped the bomb on the night…see? It was not his fault!

"You know, I like this restaurant." Gabriella looked around and smiled softly.

"Yea? Have you been here before?" Troy asked while taking a sip of his water.

"Yup, Ryan took me here before." She nodded and glanced at the pair at the table next to theirs. They were being all lovey dovey, touching each others' hand, whispering things to each other and giving each other secret smiles even thought it was only the two of them there. At that, Troy choked on his water and did his best not to spit it our right onto Gabriella's face.

"Are you alright?" Gabriella's head snapped back to him and she looked at him, concerned.

"Yea, I am fine." Troy nodded with an annoyed tone. She just had to drag Him into the conversation didn't she? "I don't really like this restaurant though. Let's leave." He said and called the waiter over to cancel their orders.

"What? Why?" Gabriella asked surprised.

"Because I don't like it here." Troy answered with a hint of anger. It was going fine until that moment!

"But Troy…" Gabriella wanted to protest but before she could say another word, Troy grabbed her hand and dragged her out of there. When they were in the car, she asked him where he wanted to go but he just told her he wasn't feeling so well and wanted to go home. So they did.

See? It wasn't entirely his fault! It was that damn person that ruined his night! Sighing, he took out the stupid piece of paper and glanced at it. Stupid phase 1 went wrong, but that doesn't mean he was going to quit!

Phase 2: Show signs of affection in the littlest things.

Ok, that was easy enough right? Troy thought about what he could do. Suddenly he heard a noise in the kitchen. Gabriella was there, this was his chance. Troy cleared his throat and put the paper back into his pocket. Walking into the kitchen, Troy walked up to Gabriella and put a hand on her shoulder. Gabriella, jumped up in shock, not expecting the direct contact.

"Oops, sorry, I just wanted to get your attention." Troy chuckled nervously and retrieved his hand.

"Ever heard of calling people's names?" Gabriella asked rolling her eyes and walked around him to get some cereal.

"Wait!" Troy grabbed her by the waist and turned her around. Gabriella yelped out in shock and landed right in his arms, she could feel their bodies touching and she could not decipher why the heck was she feeling all hot and bothered.

"Yes?" Gabriella asked in a small voice, realizing just how close they were.

"Uhm…could you wash the bed sheets now? I think they are dirty…" Troy croaked out. His eye immediately shut tight and he released her. Oh GOD! Why was he such a dork? He couldn't even say one proper sentence! The laundry? What the heck was that?

"Ok…" Gabriella said unsure. Giving him a last look as if he was mentally disabled, she walked out into the den to get the laundry. This was not the normal laundry that you could just dump into the machine and press a button. No, this was washing the bed sheets, the special Bolton sheets that were custom made just for him. Twice as smooth, three times as soft. This meant that it all had to be washed by hand and she was the one doing it. Oh joy.

Turning on the water, Gabriella went up to her room and changed to a pair of short shorts. These sheets were huge, not only did she have to use her hands, but she also had to stomp on them too and there was no way she was doing that in skinny jeans! Running back down, Gabriella turned the water off and climbed into the oversized laundry bucket. This was loads of work but then again, it kind of felt like a work out so why not?

Suddenly, Troy was at her side, already pulling the legs of his trousers up.

"What are you doing?" Gabriella asked in shock. Troy Bolton? Helping?

"I am going to help you." Troy shrugged and began to get in.

"No, no, NO!" Gabriella tried to push him away.

"Why?"

"Because, this is my job and I want to do it!" Gabriella tried to argue lamely.

"And I want to help you." Troy pouted and got in.

"No, stop it!" Gabriella tried again, but Troy already started stomping.

"Hey this is fun!" Troy exclaimed, surprised and Gabriella rolled her eyes.

"Come on Troy, st- ouch!" Gabriella began to say but yelled out in pain in the end.

"What?" Troy stopped and asked her in concern.

"You…you stomped on my foot!" Gabriella yelled out in pain and glared at him.

"Oh gosh, I am so sorry!" Troy quickly apologized and got out of the tub-like bucket. Where did that woman buy this, he had no idea. "Here come on, hop onto my back, I will take you to the living room so we can look at it." He turned around and instead got a smack across his head.

"You idiot! There is no need for that. Just get out." Gabriella hissed out. Ok, so now her tummy hurt and her foot hurt. Great!

Right, so that didn't go very well either. But at least he got to hold her a bit right? And he offered her a piggy back ride to the living room which is a sign of affection…right? It's her fault for declining anyway. Looking at the paper again, Troy read carefully over the third step for the millionth time.

Phase 3: Surprise romantic proposal, confess your heart to her and…a hot kiss!

He sighed and mentally cursed. Why was this third step so hard? Not only the last part…although the last part would be pleasure for him too…but the whole phase! He already had trouble expressing his feelings! How was he going to do that? It was too late anyway, he had made all the phone calls and arranged what he needed and was driving around town to organize everything. Suddenly, realized he forgot something. Taking out his phone, Troy pressed the speed dial number 1 and waited for the other person to pick up.

"Hello?" Gabriella picked up on the fourth ring.

"Hey, it's me." Troy answered and carefully made a turn to the right with his car. He was super cautious about driving now since he has had made an illegal u-turn last week bumped into a car in an accident. Of course it was all over the news the next day.

"There is something called the caller ID Troy. I know it's you." He could picture Gabriella rolling her eyes. "Anyway, is there something you need?"

"Yea, actually, will you meet me at Disneyland tonight at 8?" Troy asked her.

"I don't have time for playing Troy. I have a lot of work to do." Gabriella sighed out.

"Come on! It's only one night!" Troy pleaded and pouted, even though she couldn't see him.

"I don't know Troy…" she said.

"That's it. You are coming and end of discussion Gabriella Anne Bolton! I will be there waiting for you and you better show up…or you are dead!" Troy said with determination in his voice. Instead of an answer he was met by a dead line, meaning that she had hung up on him.

Troy smirked. So what that Disneyland doesn't close at 8? So what that he has made a few phone calls and magically made one part of the fun adventure park close down? He was Troy Bolton and he could make stuff like that happen. Besides, he was feeling kind and actually took only a small part of the huge complex. If he wanted, he could have had it all for himself…and Gabriella.

Now he just needed the plan to work out.

Gabriella glanced at the clock. 19.55

She didn't know what to do. She already told him that she had loads of work! And then he threatened her! What and idiot! How dare he say that and drag her middle name in as well? She didn't deserve the middle name treatment! Shaking her head to get rid of her thoughts, Gabriella focused back on the work in front of her.

"I'll make you happy…I've changed a lot…" No, that wouldn't do, Troy shook his head. He was currently standing at the ice-skating rink. Yes, the same ice-skating rink he took her to before. To say he was nervous was the biggest understatement in the history of understatements. He was so nervous that he would rather perform in that gay movie with Robert Pattinson than be right here.

Not only was it cold at the freaking ice skating rink, Gabriella was also late. To be exact, she was one hour and a fucking half late. To kill time, Troy had decided to practice his proposals and so far, it wasn't looking so good.

"Because of you…I've changed…" no, that wouldn't do either. Where was this girl anyway? Troy sighed, irritated. Seriously, one goes to such extent as to close down Disneyland for her, the least she could do was show up! "Such a chicken…" Troy mumbled but remembered and went back to practicing.

"My heart…Take it…" Troy was thinking when his phone rang. "What?" he answered without looking at the caller ID.

"Where are you?" Gabriella asked and Troy looked at his watch. It was almost 10! He might have to buy her a watch soon.

"It doesn't matter anymore. It's too late now Gabi, just stay at home. We can do this some other time." Troy sighed and shook his head, looking around the empty place.

"You dumbass, I am outside at the entrance." Gabriella said and Troy could clearly hear the smirk she, for sure, had plastered on her face.

"You know where to go Brie…" he said softly and hung up. This was it…this was the moment. Going over to the entrance of the ice skating rink, Troy looked out and waited. After a moment, he could see a small golf cart going towards him. Typical Gabriella, she was way too lazy to walk from the main gate to here. The place was quite big but she was mainly a lazy ass.

"Ok, I am here. What did you want to do." Gabriella hopped down and thanked the kind driver that had taken her there. Sure he was dressed as the rabbit from Alice in Wonderland but who cares right? This is Disneyland after all.

"Uhm…here, these are for you…" Troy handed her a bouquet of roses.

"Troy…" Gabriella gasped out in surprise and stared at the beautiful flowers.

"Let's go." He just answered and dragged her inside. Once inside, both of them put on their skates and went to the rink. They skated around in complete silence, both of them in their own world, although Troy was actually thinking about what he was supposed to say at some point tonight.

"Hey, I am sorry for getting here so late." Gabriella spoke up and turned around to face him while skating backwards. Yes, she was that good…however, Gabriella suddenly tripped at the uneven ice and started to fall backwards. Fully prepared for the fall, she shut her eyes tight but it never came. Instead she felt two strong arms wrap around her body and warmth immediately spread all over her. Opening her eyes, Gabriella's brown eyes met the electrifying blue of her savior. At that moment Troy knew it was time to spill the beans.

"Brie?" he whispered not breaking the eye contact he slowly pulled her up so they were both standing firmly on ice…or as firmly as you can stand on ice anyway. Instead of answering, Gabriella nodded her head.

"Will you…I…you…actually…" Troy struggled to get the sentence out. Inside, he was screaming and kicking himself for not just saying it right out. Taking he a deep breath, Troy opened his mouth to start over.

"Hey you!" a voice behind them yelled out and they both sprung apart like teenagers caught making out in the janitor's closet. Turning around, they saw a whole group of Disneyland's maintenance standing at the entrance.

"Yes?" Troy asked but had to clear his throat as he noticed his voice was barely above whisper.

"You need to get out of here. It's time for us to clean it." The man, obvious leade of the cleaners told them.

"But I have reserved it for the whole night…" Troy protested.

"I don't care. Get out!" the man shook his head and pointed behind him to the door.

Now, the Disneyland part went better than the others. They were happy and everything went well, except for the fact that they were thrown out of there and he didn't get the chance to propose. But he did everything else…wait…the kiss… ok, so half of it got done…that means he can still count it as complete right? 50% is good…

Thinking, Troy mentally went over the list. When he came home, he found out his paper was all ruined thanks to the stupid ice and his constant falling. The whole paper was soaked and he could barely read anything…although, he did remember the next step, but that's it.

Phase 4: Camping out in the night, looking at stars.

That was simple enough. Troy could easily arrange that. Before he could think anymore, he sneezed, causing Gabriella to look up from her laptop.

"Are you alright?" she asked, observing him and his red nose.

"I feel fine." Troy said but sneezed again.

"You probably got a cold from waiting too long near the stupid ice rink." Gabriella said, concerned and stood up. "I am going to make you some tea."

When Gabriella go back to the living room with a cup of very hot tea, she put it on the coffee table and went over to Troy who was sprawled on the couch. She wanted to shake his so he would wake up but as soon as she touched him, Gabriella gasped out.

"What?" Troy croaked out, barely able to open his eyes.

"You are burning up Troy!" Gabriella said and ran to the bathroom to get the thermometer and a cold, wet towel. Setting everything up for Troy, Gabriella went to leave but Troy's hand shot up and caught hers to stop her from getting up.

"Don't go anywhere, stay by my side…" he said, clearly slowly dozing off because of being sick.

"I am not going anywhere." Gabriella responded softly and sat down next to him.

"You can't go to Ryan…You can't go to Ryan…" he managed to mumble before completely falling asleep.

"Brie!" Troy yelled out and sat up straight, waking up from his sleep. He couldn't remember but he was sure he just had a nightmare and the cold sweat and panting were the proof.

"I am here!" Gabriella exclaimed and walked to him with a steaming bowl.

"Ok…" Troy sighed out and lied back down.

"No way mister! Sit right back up! I made you some soup so you better get up and eat it." Gabriella shook her head and put the chicken soup on the table in front of him.

"I want to go camping." Troy said suddenly, not even looking at the soup.

"Hell no! You know how sick you are?" Gabriella snorted out.

"Why not? I want to go camping! Besides I am not sick anymore! See?" Troy argued back and stood up to jump around to prove to Gabriella he was perfectly fine to go camping and thus finish the stupid Phase 4.

"Fine, but only if you finish your soup." Gabriella rolled her eyes and negotiated in a strict voice like a mother with her child that wanted to watch cartoons rather than eat his vegetables on the dinner plate.

"Yes!" Troy pumped his fist in the air and quickly sat down eat the soup as fast as he could, probably burning his tongue in the process but he didn't care. Gabriella just watched with wide eyes how the whole bowl of soup disappeared before her eyes in a record time.

It was way too late to go somewhere camping so after another round of negotiation, Gabriella compromised with Troy and set up a camp in the backyard by the small bay they had there.

"Brie, will you marry me?" Troy suddenly said out of blue when they were both lying on their backs, gazing at the stars. Gabriella's head immediately turned to Troy and she looked at him. He, however, was keeping his eyes on the midnight sky.

"That wouldn't be possible." Gabriella answered and this time, Troy's eyes immediately fell on her.

"But why?" Troy asked, his heart slowly breaking.

"Because we are already married…" Gabriella said softly and took out a necklace from under her t-shirt that had their wedding ring there. Looking at it, Gabriella smiled and turned it around in her finger. "You know, I used to wonder if out marriage was real or if it was a lie…" she began.

"Brie…" Troy wanted to cut it but she shook her head.

"No, Troy you made it real by making me so happy…" she admitted and slightly blushed.

"You know, there was a time when I doubted being able to protect you, I thought so much about it and I thought I was going to go crazy." Troy also admitted and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Thinking about you constantly, worrying about you…and missing you," Troy swallowed tightly, "I…I was really hurting you know. Loving someone hurts, but it's not something I can stop. Going to you…I cant stop that." This time, Troy sat up and Gabriella followed in suit. Looking straight into her eyes, Troy swallowed again. "Gabriela, I love you. I love you so much. As much as the entire universe exploding, as much as the waters in every ocean drying, as much as the sand in the deserts. I love you very much." Ok so maybe he wasn't the most poetical person in the whole world, but give him some credit, he was trying. "Gabriella Bolton, I love you so much." He said, sincerity shining through his clear, electrifying eyes. Gabriella didn't say anything, she didn't know what to say and even if she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to because of the big lump in her throat. Looking at the man in front of her, she tried to communicate her answer through her eyes.

"Why aren't you saying anything? I said I love you." Troy frowned and Gabriella rolled her eyes. So maybe she wasn't so good with talking with her eyes, or he just really sucked at reading people's eyes. Instead, Gabriella decided for action and leaned in to kiss him softly. Pulling away, she smiled and Troy just leaned in again, this time kissing her with more passion, his confession translating into body language.

Opening her eyes, Gabriella squinted at the sunlight that was shining right into her face and blinding her momentarily. Why was the light so intense? And why the heck were the birds so loud? She felt like as if they were right above her. Looking around confuse, Gabriella suddenly felt something in her palm that she was unconsciously clutching very hard. Opening her palm, Gabriella found a small necklace with a key as the pendant, with a small heart next to it. Turning it around, she found an inscription on it and smiled.

This is the key to my heart. Please don't lose it, there are no spares.

Suddenly everything flooded back to her mind. The camping, the talking, the kissing…everything… thinking back about it, made Gabriella smile like an idiot and she turned around, finding Troy still sleeping next to her on the ground, completely wrapped in the blanket. So they did camp out and night…

Crawling to him, Gabriella leaned down and slowly kissed his lips. God, she really enjoyed doing that. While she carried on with her enjoyable task, she felt Troy slowly stirring and waking up from his slumber.

"Morning wildcat." Gabriella said with a soft but loving smile. She felt different this morning. She didn't know what it was but she felt that they were different too. Nothing was going to be as before. Besides, she didn't use that nickname for him for a long time. Not since she was alone in his old room…

Slowly looking around, Troy locked eyes with her and suddenly blushed, remembering everything from the previous night. Quickly covering his face with the blanket, Troy turned away from her, hearing Gabriella laugh out loud.

"Troy, what are you doing?" she giggled and tried to take the blanket off of his face.

"Let me sleep." Troy mumbled out from underneath his protection shield.

"No…" Gabriella hit him playfully. Suddenly she gasped. "Is the high and mighty Troy Bolton suddenly shy and embarrassed?" she said and giggled again loudly.

"No!" Troy immediately turned to her. "I am not shy or anything like that at all! That is stupid!" he huffed out.

"The lady doth protest too much methinks...." Gabriella said in a sing songy voice.

"You are stupid." Troy crossed his arms and pouted like a five year old and Gabriella laughed again, causing Troy to playfully push her so she fell back. No, she was wrong, they were still the same old Troy and Gabriella Bolton and nothing would change that…ever.

~yOu aRe my sUnshiNe my oNly sUnshIne
yOu mAke mE haPpy wHeN sKieS aRe gReY
yOu nEvEr kNoW jUsT hOw mUcH i LoVe yOu
pLeaSe dOn'T takE my sUnshInE aWay~

A/N: Ahhhh this is sad! It has ended! But don't you worry, there two good news!

One: There is going to be a short epilogue to the story...so technically it is not over yet...haha but it's going to be really short just a filler to the missing parts.

Two: Our new story will be coming out so look out for that....we shall give you the summary now...would you like that? :P

Coffee Prince

The life of Gabriella Montez is not easy; she works many jobs to pay off debts and even gave up her feminine image. Troy Bolton is the heir of a big food company, but his grandmother wants him to settle down, so she arranged many dates for him. After Gabriella bumped into Troy and was mistaken for a boy, Troy decided to hire Gabriella to be his gay lover in order to avoid the arranged dates. Desperately in need of money, Gabriella had no choice but to accept. Troy's grandmother also made Troy in charge of a filthy coffee shop in danger of being bankrupt. Gabriella begs to work at the coffee shop, and not long after, feelings start to spark, except, how would Troy accept his "homosexuality"?

Hope you will like it and give us the same response as for House Rules! 3 Now, for the last time, we have three questions for you from the chapter:

1) What was that about Troy Bolton making an illegal u-turn and bumping into someone? (true story?)

2) What movie was Troy thinking about with Robert Pattinson? (and no, it is not any of the Twilight ones :P)

3) Lastly, where does Gabriella's last sentence come from?

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