Author's Note: Hola. Here is the second to last part of The Wedding Planner…hope you enjoy. My friend helped me a little with it…along with a lot of other people. Mucho gracias to those people. ;) Haha but anyway, will it be a Troyella ending? A Troyanie ending? Haha, I made the last one up, obviously. Anyway, yeah read on to find out. ;) Oh and yeah, major sap warning…you'll see.

Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical.

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Gabriella let out a breath as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her dress was simple, a teal green one that went down to her knees. Her hair was down in its usual curls; all spiraling down her back. As her eyes wandered up to her face, she saw a tear drop and slowly cascade along her cheek. She sniffed and wiped it away quickly, determined not to cry. He was not worth it; clearly she had no chance whatsoever. She heaved out another sigh as she took one last look at her reflection. Satisfied with her appearance, she grabbed her purse and left her apartment, slowly making her way down the stairs, and out to her car. She unlocked her door, and climbed in easily. Starting the vehicle, she heard her cell phone ring. She rifled through her bag, finally finding it at the bottom.

"Hello?" she asked.

"Hey," Taylor's voice rang out.

Gabriella let out a breath. "Hey…" she replied as she began to drive.

Taylor cleared her throat. "Look…I know you don't want me to say anything about you and Troy, so I won't. But…just…don't beat yourself up over this, okay? I know for a fact you weren't fine last night, and please don't say you were. I'm your best friend; I know you better than anyone. You know you can tell me anything. But anyway, the point of this conversation is, I just wanted to wish you luck on your date today," she said sincerely.

Gabriella suddenly felt guilty for all the trouble she cause Taylor the past couple of weeks; constantly yelling at her. "Thanks, Tay. And I'm sorry, for everything. It's just been hard for me, you know? I didn't mean to snap at you the past couple of days…I guess it was just tough for me to accept everything that was happening. But thanks for the call," she replied as she drove down the street.

"You're welcome. I guess I'll talk to you later?" Taylor asked.

Even though Taylor couldn't see her, Gabriella nodded. "Yeah, I'll tell you how my date went," she told her.

"All right. Talk to you soon," Taylor responded as she hung up.

Gabriella snapped her phone shut and pushed the antenna back in with her chin. Pulling over at her destination, she turned off the car and checked her make up in the rear view mirror. She sighed sadly, but then shook her head of all her thoughts. She unlocked her door and hopped out; off to help Cindy prepare for the wedding she knew she was dreading.

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Troy looked at himself in the mirror. He was in his tuxedo; fitted exactly right. He took deep breaths, gazing at his reflection. He reached in his pocket for his vows, but couldn't find them. He then moved his hand all over his jacket pockets, looking frantically for it. As he was looking, Chad came in.

"Hey man, are you okay?" he asked puzzled, looking at his friend.

Troy looked up. "What? Oh, um, yeah…I just…uh…have you seen my wedding vows?" he asked, still searching his tux.

Chad laughed. "Wait, dude, you're telling me that you lost your wedding vows? That's something I would do," he remarked, folding his hands across his chest.

"Are you here to scold me, or to help me?" Troy spat, now looking around the room for them.

Chad rolled his eyes. "Neither. I came here to tell you that you're on in ten minutes," he informed, now leaning against the doorway.

Troy widened his eyes. "Ten minutes?" he repeated in shock.

Chad nodded. "Yeah man, our last night of bachelors has passed, my friend. In less than an hour, you will a taken man," he said in fake sympathy.

Rolling his eyes, Troy looked back at himself in the mirror. "Chad, you're insane," he proclaimed, fixing his tuxedo coat.

He put his hands up in mock defense. "Hey, I'm not the smart one that lost his wedding vows," he retorted.

"I memorized them anyway," Troy replied smartly.

Chad looked at Troy in disbelief. "Okay dude, whatever you say," he said before walking out.

Sighing, Troy looked back at his reflection. He was ready; or at least he seemed. This is what he truly wanted, right? He was marrying Melanie because he loved her...right? Troy shook his head, trying to clear his mind. Was he seriously considering this now? Reluctantly, his mind wandered back to all the memories of the past few weeks; against his will. But all the same, at every memory with Gabriella, he found himself smiling. Looking back in the mirror, he suddenly stopped. What was he doing? He was getting married. To someone that wasn't Gabriella. He shouldn't be smiling about such things...especially ones like that. Troy gulped, and his hands began to get sweaty. Maybe marrying Melanie wasn't what he wanted. Maybe...just maybe he was wrong.

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Troy walked into Melanie's room quietly; not wanting to disturb her yet. His eyes gazed into her dressing room, and saw Melanie standing in front of her mirror fishing around with her veil. He smiled faintly before leaning against the door frame staring at her in the mirror. Suddenly her blue eyes met his through the mirror. Widening her eyes slightly, she took her hands away from her veil and turned around.

"Troy, what are you doing here? We're going to start soon," she whispered.

Troy smiled. "Mel, you look gorgeous," he complimented.

Melanie grinned before looking at the floor. "Thanks Troy, but you need to go; we're going to start real soon," she replied now looking at him.

He took a deep breath before he could return her gaze. "Let's talk," he said, coming fully into the room.

Melanie looked at him dumbfounded. "Talk?" she repeated, playing with the end of her veil.

Troy nodded as he stood in front of her. Melanie searched his eyes, questioning him. She then sighed, and looked down at the floor, fumbling with her heels on her feet. Taking another breath, she finally lifted her head to face him.

"This is about her, isn't it?" she whispered, looking him in the eyes.

He hesitated to answer, but knew that after everything that had happened he should at least be honest with her. "Yes," he answered truthfully, nodding.

Melanie stifled a chuckle. "I knew it," she said smiling faintly.

Troy furrowed his brow. "What?" he asked.

She looked him back in the eyes. "I knew weren't in love with me like you are with her. I could see it when you looked at her, when you touched her, when you talked to her. I guess being with you so long…it just made me believe that we would always be together," she answered, plopping down on a chair in the dressing room.

Smiling faintly, he sat down next to her. "I know what you mean," he responded. "Things were the same with me…until-"

"Until her," Melanie finished, looking at him beside her on the bench.

Troy grinned, turning away from Melanie. As he looked around the room, he heard her speak again.

"What are we going to do?" asked Melanie, sighing.

He twisted to face her. "What do you want to do?" he asked, gazing at her questionably.

Melanie laughed. "I don't want to get married, that's for sure. I mean, I thought I did…but I don't."

Troy's face broke into a smile. "Yeah, same here," he answered, both of them gazing at different spots in front of them, thinking.

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"Gabriella, I really can't believe you're doing this. I mean, you're not on great terms with Jamie, so why do it? It'll only make it worse," Cindy whined as Gabriella walked back to her car.

Sighing, Gabriella rolled her eyes before turning around to face Cindy. "Cindy, I fixed the flowers, I talked to the caterer's, hell I even slipped the best man his speech on an index card for him. What more is there to do? The wedding starts in about an hour. And as for Jamie, I don't really care," she replied, talking over the hood of her car.

"Gabriella!" Cindy cried as Gabriella crawled into the driver's seat. She turned the car around, and rolled down her window as Cindy came running up to it.

"You can't just leave," she said, "and what about Troy? I think he would want you here."

Gabriella scoffed. "Oh yeah, I'm sure," she replied sarcastically. "Cindy, everything will be fine. You know how to run weddings. Trust me, this one is no different."

Cindy was about to retort, but Gabriella sped off down the street in the opposite direction. The blonde sighed, and began to walk towards the bride's dressing room. She couldn't believe Gabriella had left her there all alone, without any assistance. Sure she was a wedding planner herself, but she never had to plan and control such a big one. Running a basketball star's wedding? Insane. She didn't know how Gabriella had managed planning it; especially the groom being her ex-boyfriend from high school. Cindy began to see why she left, to go out with that Jeremy guy she mentioned. Maybe she was doing what was right for her for once; a major improvement from being the pushover she was. Jamie always treated her terribly, almost no respect at all. Cindy let out another sigh, and knocked on the dressing room door. Receiving no answer, she knocked harder. Cindy furrowed her brow, and finally opened the door, only to reveal an empty room.

Gasping, Cindy backed out of the room quickly, and made her way towards the groom's dressing room. She bumped into many people on the way, almost sending Chad flying into the cake. She kept walking swiftly, weaving in and out of people in her way. Finally reaching her destination, she bombarded into the room.

"Mr. Bolton?" asked Cindy, her voice echoing in the vacant room.

Only receiving the sound of the trash can falling over, her eyes widened. Where could they be? She turned and left the room, rushing around the premises for the missing bride and groom. Almost knocking Chad down for the second time, he stopped her.

"Okay, you've been running around like a crazy person for the past fifteen minutes. What's going on?" he asked, holding Cindy by her shoulders.

Cindy spoke quickly. "I don't know where the bride and groom are," she mumbled, ignoring his eyes.

Chad opened his mouth. "Wait…you mean, you don't know where-"

"Yes! I don't know where they are! I've looked everywhere, I mean, I searched most places, but I can't find them!" she exclaimed, flapping her arms.

"The last I saw Troy was in his dressing room," Chad said, releasing his arms from her shoulders.

Cindy rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well that was like, what? A half hour ago? We're supposed to start in five minutes!"

"Okay! Calm down. He probably…I don't know…he probably went back to the hotel or something to find his wedding vows," Chad replied.

"He forgot his wedding vows!" Cindy shrieked, staring at him. "Oh my God, I can't believe she left me here…why would she leave me…she knew I couldn't do this…" she mumbled, her hands clutching her hair as she closed her eyes.

Chad overheard her last sentences. "Who left you here?" he asked.

Cindy opened her eyes and stared at Chad. "Who do you think? Troy's wedding planner," she snapped.

"Gabriella left?" he inquired, surprised.

Cindy lost it. "Yes! She left to go off on that stupid date with Jeremiah or whatever his name is, and left me here alone! She left me to plan this stupid wedding that's supposed to start in five minutes! Oh, yeah, and without the groom or bride present…she told me everything would be fine - for the love of God!" Cindy shouted when she spotted who she was looking for in the distance.

Getting in a white stretch limo was the bride, with the groom standing outside it. Cindy's jaw dropped, and she ran down to where they were standing; Chad right on her heels.

"Whoa, what's going on? Where is she going?" Cindy asked as she came up to Troy and Melanie.

"I'm going to New York," Melanie replied smiling, pulling the rest of her dress in the automobile, not wanting it to get caught in the door.

Cindy's eyes widened as the door closed shut. "You can't leave! You're about to be married!"

Melanie's smile grew through the open window. "Not anymore. I'll see you around, Troy," she responded, before the limo began to pull out away from the curb.

As the limo pulled away, Chad and Cindy turned to Troy. "Dude, is there something I should know about?" Chad asked, furrowing his brow as he looked at the minimizing vehicle driving away.

Troy smiled. "We're not getting married," he said, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Well, obviously! Damn it, Gabriella! It's okay! I mean, I'll just tell Jamie that she left, and the bride left, and now that the biggest wedding account is-" Cindy rambled on sarcastically, but was interrupted by Troy.

"What do you mean? Who left besides Melanie?" he asked, taking his hands out of his pockets and furrowing his brow.

Cindy let out a fake laugh. "Are you serious? Try your wedding planner leaving me here to-" she was cut off again.

"Gabriella left?" he inquired, looking from Cindy to Chad.

"Uh, yeah! Gabriella left! She's gone! How many times do I have to repeat that today? Gabriella Montez, your wedding planner, left to go out on some date-"

Troy's face dropped. "She's on a date?"

Cindy's eyes were about to pop out of her head. "Yes! Can someone let me finish my sentence for goodness sake? She went out on a date with this guy she met at another wedding a couple of weeks ago, leaving me here all alone to deal with your wedding!" she finished, panting heavily at the end.

Troy turned to Chad, but before he could say anything, Chad spoke first. "I got your back, man. Take my car and call Taylor, she'll know where she is. I'll tell everyone."

Troy let out a grateful smile as he took Chad's keys out his hand. "Thanks, you have no idea-"

"Yeah, yeah, the whole love thing…just go," Chad said grinning, cutting him off.

"All right, I'll talk to you later!" Troy yelled over his shoulder as he began to run in the opposite direction. His dress shoes made it extremely hard, making his feet very sore. He finally reached Chad's car, he fumbled with the keys and pushed it in the lock. He climbed in the driver's seat and started the car. Looking to his right, he spotted Chad's phone on the passenger's seat. He picked it up quickly and scrolled down Chad's contacts until he found Taylor. Pushing send, he began to drive off as the other line started to ring.

"It's about time you called me! How's it going over there? Is Troy still getting married to that-?"

Troy smiled as he cut her off. "Well Taylor, I'm glad to hear your views on the matter," he spoke in the phone.

"Oh…Troy?" she asked, chuckling nervously. "Well…um…yeah-" she started but Troy interrupted again.

"Okay, Taylor, look, I'm not getting married today. It's a long story, but I know Gabriella's out on a date. Do you know where that is?" he asked, turning onto a main road.

Taylor's lips curved into a smile. "Yeah…except she's not on the date. She called me about ten minutes ago. That's a story for another time, but she also didn't tell me where she was going. She's not at her apartment because she called from her cell phone. She could be anywhere…" Taylor trailed off.

Troy grinned for about the fiftieth time in the past ten minutes and said, "Thanks Taylor. You don't have any idea where she could be?"

"No, sorry. You could check the park," suggested Taylor.

Troy's face lit up. "Of course…the park…" he whispered.

"What? I can't hear you," Taylor said.

Turning the car around in the middle of the road, Troy received many honks and beeps from cars around him. "Nothing, Taylor, I gotta go though. I'll talk to you later," he spoke, and shut the phone with his chin.

"Dirtbag!" someone shouted as he passed a truck on the opposite side of the road. Ignoring the people, Troy sped down the street, suddenly hearing a loud roar erupt from above. Looking up at the sky, he saw that the sky was a dark gray, and the wind was picking up speed. Finally, he spotted the park coming into sight. Troy smiled faintly, and pulled over to the sidewalk with screeching tires. He jumped out of the car, and jogged into the park with high hopes.

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Gabriella wrapped her arms around her body tighter, trying to warm herself from the chilly wind that was picking up. She walked along the sidewalk in the park, ignoring the weather and the fact that she was missing her friend's wedding. She didn't particularly care that she was missing it; it would be too hard for her anyway. For the past couple of weeks she tried to push her feelings away, tried to ignore and avoid what her heart was saying, but in the end she realized she couldn't. She met Jeremy at the restaurant, but a quarter way into the meal, she became conscious she couldn't fool anyone anymore. Who was she trying to kid? She told Jeremy she appreciated asking her out on a date, but she just wasn't ready. Gabriella wasn't exactly over the fact that he was getting married; he had kissed her for God's sake! Doesn't that mean something? He took it well, and understood completely. She smiled and left, calling Taylor and telling her what had happened. That brought her to where she was now, walking cold and alone in the park; surely going to hear the wedding bells from somewhere in town.

Her eyes remained on the ground, examining the black concrete and the rough ridges sticking out everywhere. She kicked a pebble pathetically, causing it to fly through the air and roll a couple of feet in front of her. She continued to kick it, walking deeper into the park. No one was really there, it was getting chilly and the sky continued to grow dark. The park was silent; the only sound present was the rustlings of leaves and trees. Abruptly, a voice broke the peace.

"Gabriella!"

Slowing turning around, she spotted Troy running towards her. Her eyes widened, and she felt a tingle run up her spine that had nothing to do with the weather.

"Troy? What are you doing here?" she asked with a croaky voice.

Troy stopped in front of her, panting slightly. "You have no idea what I had to go through to get here," he said out of breath.

Gabriella furrowed her brow and looked behind him. "Are you alone? Aren't you supposed to be getting married to Melanie right about now?"

"Alone, yes, supposed to be getting married, yes. But that doesn't matter right now. What matters is that I'm here – with you." He said, coming closer to Gabriella.

Gabriella's heart began to pick up speed, and she felt her breaths become quicker. "I'm sorry? I-I mean why? How? What?" she stumbled, confused.

"Gabriella…do you believe in fate?" he asked, ignoring her questions.

She looked at him like he was insane. "Troy…what are you getting at?" she inquired, getting more confused by the second.

Troy continued to ignore her statements. "Fate exists, but it only takes you so far because once you're there, it's up to you to make it happen," he said softly, inching his body closer to hers.

Gabriella stared at him. "My dad used to say that," she whispered, gazing into his blue eyes.

"I know. And I think I finally understand it," he said gently, now caressing her cheek. He then leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. Gabriella was surprised at first, but then her eyes instinctively closed as he deepened it. The kiss was soft and gentle; but Gabriella broke away suddenly, looking at him questionably.

"Why did you do that?" she asked, staring at him.

"Because I don't want to live my life knowing that I'm only 24 years old and the best thing that has ever happened to me, already happened," he replied, staring straight into her eyes.

Tears prickled her eyes, but she didn't dare let them fall. "Troy…I can't do this, I was content and I was moving on, and then you had to wander back into my life; why, why do you constantly torment me? You know you can't do this to Melanie. What's the point of all this? Please just go," she answered stubbornly.

Troy looked away at the ground, ignoring her demand. "Melanie…is better without me. She doesn't love me."

Gabriella scoffed. "So that's it! I'm your second best!" she exclaimed, tears now falling down her cheeks.

Troy started to grow frustrated now, kicking a rock off to the side. "Damn it Gabriella, you were never second best, Melanie was who I settled for; it was never going to be you. Do you honestly think that after all we've been through; I would choose you second best?"

Taking a deep breath, Gabriella remained silent.

"Gabriella, I know you. You're just afraid," he stated, his eyes remaining on her.

Gabriella's eyes narrowed. "Why would I be afraid?"

"Because that is another thing only I know about you. Gabriella, you build up this wall, and then you try to hide your feelings behind it. You want to care only about your job, your reputation, and everything you have worked towards in your life so far. It's natural. It's who you are. But you also think that if you leave with me today you'll be throwing all of that away. Why are you so convinced with throwing me away? Do you remember sophomore year? When the guys tried to show you that you meant nothing to me? You meant the world to me, and you still do. I love how you think about everyone else beside yourself; but for once, give yourself a chance to find your happy ending. You've done it so many times before for other people, why not for yourself? I know you care what other people think, what other people say or do; and I know that scares you. What ever happened to high school? You never cared what they thought. We both made that pretty clear back then," he finished with a small smirk.

Gabriella was losing it, and fast. "Troy, stop it! Be real and honest for once and stop making references to high school. It's not like that anymore! This is real life! It's not some musical we're trying out for, and this is not about the start of something new. It's about actual life! Sometimes when you make big enough mistakes you can't fix them," she said weakly, wrapping her arms more closely around her body.

Troy came closer to her. "I know. I made my mistake a long time ago," he said softly.

Gabriella bit her trembling lip as he came nearer. "Troy…"

"Shh," he whispered, putting his fingers up to her lips. "I never thought we'd see each other again. And the day I proposed, I swear so many images of you came into my mind. But I thought that she loved me, and that was all I really needed. I mean I respected her, but I could never love her the way that I fell in love with you. These couple of weeks has been so crazy; I can't believe I almost let you go again," he whispered, pushing a stand of hair behind her ear.

Gabriella let a single tear fall down her face, but it was brushed away by Troy's thumb. "I love you, Gabriella. I always have," he added.

As she stared into his eyes, she knew she couldn't deny anything any longer. She was so stupid in trying to deny her feelings, when she knew they were there all along. Her voice was quiet and feeble, but she let the words escape her lips. "I love you, too."

Troy smiled as his hands dropped from her face and slid down her arms. Her breath caught in her throat and butterflies arrived in her stomach as he inclined his face towards hers. It was no less than two seconds when his lips were pressed up against hers. She accepted the kiss more this time; happy that she could finally kiss him without worry or despair. Her arms wrapped around his neck as his around her waist. The kiss was soft and gentle; just perfect for them. It was soon broken however, by a single rain drop dropping on Gabriella's face.

She looked up into the dark sky and saw more raindrops begin to fall. She smiled as she looked at Troy; now knowing that everything had fallen into place.

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Author's Note: Oh God. Cheeseeeeeee! That was the cheesiest thing I've ever written. But yeah..hope you enjoyed. Sorry it took so long. But please review! Thanks!