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Good Comes Last

by Laugh, in laughnsmile96

Chapter Fourteen: Permission to Fly


For your information
This is me, I'm on a mission
I don't need no one's permission to fly

Permission to fly

Nothing it can measure
Inspiration is forever
I don't need no ones permission to fly

Jordan Pruitt, Permission to Fly


For Troy, it was definitely a new day. Well, duh, he was going to start basketball again. He was going to go back to the same court that his life broke in. Great, just great. This was absolutely nerve racking. After all these days, weeks, and months, Troy Bolton was finally getting back onto the court. Gabriella just left with cheer of good luck. She was definitely excited. Gabriella was completely, unconditionally pumped. Troy reminded himself to ask Jesse if she was always like this. He wore a night-blue tank top and matching track pants. His old running shoes were waiting for his feet to slip into them downstairs. And finally, Troy was pacing the floor of his bedroom, utterly frightened by what stood in just a few minutes. Time was running fast. Overall, Troy was overwhelmed by the surprising attack of his past emotions. They hadn't approached him in so long.

His heart beat profoundly. And the tick of the analogue clock strangely prominent in his ears. Oh god. I'm gonna faint. Troy thought, taking what is happening to him very seriously. I need to do something. He looked around madly, ransacking every inch of his bedroom for something to save him. He found his phone. Chad! I'll call Chad. But his mind immediately found a rejection. God, I haven't talked to him in so long. Last time I called he was ready to make love to Taylor. The thought of calling Chad was off of Troy's mind. He slipped his phone out of his reach and covered his face with his eyes. That's it, I'm officially desperate. Then, he called for a miracle.

And hell did it come.

"Troy, are you ready?!" Gabriella yelled at the door. She didn't knock. The door sprung open and there stood Gabriella clad in only sheer black sports bra and track shorts. Troy gulped and his eyes widened just slightly. She was shy, Troy can tell. About showing that much of body. All this time, Gabriella was especially sure that her cloths were not revealing. She was dead scared of Troy's reaction.

After Gabriella found out that Troy had been a basketball star before, she knew he was around those kinds of girls so often. She didn't want to be one of them. Especially for Troy. The statement explains itself. Gabriella liked the Troy she had. She wanted him to stay that way.

Troy stared for awhile, not realizing that Gabriella's eyes had changed a couple of shades in color. So did her cheeks. Her eyes were fear stricken. And her cheeks shone the rose of embarrassment When he finally looked up he calmed his nerves down.

"Yep, I'm coming down," Troy assured ,smiling. His guest nodded and left. Troy didn't even have a second thought. He pulled his socks on and followed Gabriella downstairs.

Once there, he searched the living room for Gabriella, but soon heard tiny feet pampering down the staircase. He turned around. Gabriella had put a white plain t-shirt on her bra and put her hair in a loose ponytail with a headband to secure loose hairs. Troy smiled. For him, either way she was beautiful. Somehow.

They both acted like nothing had changed and went out for splendid run. Leaving the giggling maids behind.


Troy was lost in his own world. Thoughts of pain and suffering were completely gone once he started running. The weather wasn't the best, cloudy and cold but Troy knew Gabriella was there to brighten it. Right now, all that mattered was Gabriella and the road. At first, the paparazzi were bombarding them with camera shots and questions. He didn't think he would live this day down, but as soon Gabriella took his hand leading him to a discrete trail into a forest. The camera men disappeared. It was like the whole world froze and the only people alive were Gabriella and himself. He absolutely loved it.

Gabriella lead him to a small park in the outskirts of Los Angeles. Troy could tell she was enjoying it as well. They ran for quite sometime before stopping to ease down their cramps. He didn't notice until he sat down, but Troy's lower abdomen needed increasing attention. He took a sip of water from his water bottle and put his hand on the place it hurt as if it would automatically heal then. Troy turned to look at Gabriella. She didn't seem to be in that much pain. Troy closed his eyes and placed his full attention on where his body hurt. He wanted it to go away as quick as possible. To his utmost surprise, it left. Troy opened his eyes.

"Ready?" Gabriella asked.

Troy nodded, still confused of what just happened, and stood up. They continued their run.


It was about noon when the two of them had arrived home again, fully satisfied after their morning jog. After lunch, they stuck around for awhile, letting the food in their bodies digest. And when they knew they were ready for another workout again, they met outside at the basketball court. It was already pitch black outside, with the only light being the street light of Troy's neighborhood.

"You know how to play?" Troy asked, surprised when he saw Gabriella dribbling the ball extremely well. She shook her head and passed the ball to Troy.

"Teach me," The clouds above cracked and echoed a loud boom. Almost immediately, the rain started pouring.

It turned out, Gabriella didn't need any teaching. She just needed reminding. And that's what Troy did.

The two lead an intense game. Troy was followed by Gabriella very closely. What made the tension increase to the ultimate? The rain. Gabriella's dead strait hair stuck to her body. The brown tank top she was wearing turned to a dark black and perfectly fitted her chest. Like Troy, she played bare feet. Rain showed no sign of decreasing and led on strong and powerful. A few strikes of lightning passed by and the thunder continued to roar. Troy didn't think that the day would lead to this. He couldn't help but stare at her slick moves and simple shoots.

And what he didn't know was that the feelings were mutual.

Gabriella's heart pounded at the way Troy could move so briskly with the basketball. The way his lazy caramel hair turned dark brown when it was wet and as it heavily swayed across his forehead as he jumped to dunk the ball.

Their faces were dripping with water and as the two desperately wanted to move closer together, the farther the basketball took them. Their game was a dance, jumping and swirling with the downpour. Emotions flooded them, but they stayed in a weightless trance. It happened too fast

The ball bounced out of turn, in a flimsy direction and flung itself out of sight into dark rainy night. The storm was brewing. Between one thought and another, in less than microsecond, Troy thrust Gabriella against a silver wired fence and plunged himself down to her lips.

Time came to sudden stop. Their lips collided in the most indescribable way. But when the world began spinning again, they forgot what happened in the mean time.

"Oi!" Marissa yelled from across the road. "Come inside right now, you two! I don't wanna be tending to more colds!" she scolded and lead her self inside. Troy pulled back stared into her coffee eyes. He wanted to kiss her again, ignoring the words of Marissa, but Gabriella slipped out of his grasp and took a hold of hand. They ran inside.


There was a knock at the door of Gabriella's room. She had just finished drying herself off from the rain. Gabriela hadn't approached the subject of this just yet. She didin't want ruin anything. Her thoughts usually do that. But, Gabriella knew that her dreams will show it too.

"Come in" she tuned and sat on her bed. Troy appeared at the doorway and smiled at her.

Apparently, neither of them had approached the subject.

Troy collapsed on her bed and sighed heavily.

"How are you?" Gabriella asked."Long day?"

Troy shrugged. "I'll be fine,". The two chatted into the night while the storm outside never receded. Finally, a long silence had passes by and Gabriella figured Troy was sleeping. She smiled at his snug face. He looked very well off. Gabriella was happy. She patted Troy's shoulder, attempting to wake him up, but she stopped herself.

Instead, Gabriella switched the lights off and slept peacefully by Troy's side.


Yeah, I know..short chapter, but I didn't want to extend it after that scene. Hope you guys enjoyed.

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