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Good Comes Last

by Laugh, in laughnsmile96

Chapter Sixteen: Moments That Matter


Cause I figured out
These are the moments that matter, matter
And I figured out
These are the mean the most to me

Cause I know I've got friends, trust, family and love
All around me, that should be enough
And I figured out
These are the moments that matter, matter to me

Corbin Bleu, Moments That Matter

"I love you"

Gabriella gasped, her life caught in her throat. She couldn't process anything else. No thought went through her mind. And for a moment the world had definitely come to a stop in its never ending spin of time.

"Oh Troy," she brought him back for another kiss with sheer joy. "I love you, too,"


Troy kept his arms around his beloved as they slow danced to a jazzy, rhythmic tune. They shared a forever joyful time together, without any disturbances but just the two of them together.

After sometime of endless kisses under the Lakers den, the team rushed in with their howls of victory and budged Troy from Gabriella's arms. After he had was free from his golden Lakers uniform and taken a quick shower, he changed into a nice pair of jeans, a dress shirt and a suit over it for the after party. They reunited outside the Staples Center and in a white limousine traveled to a team mate's home and joined the party. So, now we find them slow dancing at three-o-clock in the morning, just not getting enough of this dance.

Gabriella pulled back from another long kiss and beamed at Troy. "Troy," she said as he placed his lips on her bare shoulder. She inhaled quickly at the feeling of his tongue brushing against her neck.

"I think it's time we go home," Troy breathed. Gabriella smiled into his ear and Troy was sure he could hear it. Troy picked her legs up and carried her bridal style as they ventured back home to a night of sweet love


Gabriella rest her weight on her elbow and gazed at the sleeping figure of Troy. She played with the tiny hairs of his chest and smiled peacefully. For once in the past eight months, she had finally felt fulfilled. White cotton sheets wrapped around their tangled bodies. Gabriella exhaled heavily and laid back on the mattress. She thought that last night was incredible. Most definitely. But, oddly enough Gabriella felt a twinge of familiarity to last night. It was like it wasn't the first time. Gabriella shrugged the feeling off, remembering that even if she tried it would always end up with a huge head ache. She closed her eyes, shifted in position and tried to fall asleep again. Before she hit unconsciousness, a cool hand delicately slithered across her waist and pulled her closer to a chest.

"Morning, sunshine," Troy whispered in her ear. Gabriella turned around to face him and smiled. Troy bent to give her a peck on the lips. They stared at each other for sometime before Troy leaned over the bed and reached for his cellphone in the back pocket of his jeans that were now scattered on the floor. As were the rest of their cloths. He slid his finger across the surface of his i-Phone (don't own). He read the time on the screen. 8:39 AM. Troy smiled, put his phone on silent and tucked it away again.

"So, Mr. Bolton, regained basketball star, famous celebrity hottie and my absolutely wonderful boyfriend, what are the plans for today?" Troy grinned , reminiscing on how awkwardly he had asked her to be his girlfriend last night . He seized her lips.

"Well, my lady, I was just thinking the same thing," he took her into his arms and kissed her fully. He turned them over so Troy would land on top of her. Gabriella squealed with delight. "What would you like to do?" he kissed her again. Gabriella groaned in excitement.

"Stay right here with you, all day," she says stressing the all. Troy beamed at her request.

"Your wish is my command," he brushed his lips onto hers once more and laid his head on her chest to hear her heartbeat.

And they did spend time together in Troy's bed all day. Sharing endless kisses and sweet words of nectar. It was heaven, just as both of them had thought. For Gabriella, it was the first time being in Troy's room. It was a large wooden floor room with almost nothing in it but Troy's king size luxurious bed, a desk for his computer, and a wall that over saw the Pacific Ocean. Of course, we can't leave out the white door leading to a jacuzzi bathroom.

It didn't seem like any time had passed at all for the new couple who willfully chose to be arrested in bed. But, when Troy's glass window-wall portrayed the sun's final moments abroad they knew it was time to get up. So after they whirled in their pleasurable emotions just one last time as the sun sunk below the sea and let the moon take over, they opted to go out to a fancy restaurant and dance together for the rest of the night.


Troy whistled to a tune as he hopped down the stair case. He was just fresh out of the shower smelling quite strongly of a masculine cologne. After no advice from a lady for his social appearance and fragrance, he really hoped that his tastes satisfied Gabriella.

Finally, when he reached the living room he collapsed on the leather sofa. Troy put his head back and relaxed with a pleasant smile on his face. God, He thought. How did ever get this lucky? He was in ecstasy just thinking about Gabriella and being with her all the time. Again, like the other millions of times he had thought about her he confirmed the statement again, I love her. Immediately then, petite feet came down the stairs. He opened his eyes to a marvel.

She wore a violet free flowing-halter top with a nice pair of dark blue jeans. Her hair was strait and eyes tainted with a touch of golden shadows. She wore a pretty smile. Troy smiled and stood up. He spread his arm to take hers as she stepped down the stair case.

"You look beautiful," Troy whispered in her ear as they embraced. He helped in her in a soft white sweater and with a kiss, they left the house.

Marissa came out of the walk in pantry with a tear in her eye. A tear of joy. She was finally fulfilled that her godson had found his true love. This time, one that loves him back in the most precious way.


Gabriella kept her head close to Troy's chest. She was in a seventh heaven just being with Troy. She took a deep breath in taking in the Cool Water spray that he had accurately picked. Wow She thought. This is perfect. Gabriella took her head off of his chest and kissed his lips.

"You smell different ," Gabriella said as he shifted his hands on her waist. Troy chuckled.

"Yeah," he replied. "It's a new cologne. I was hoping you would like it,"

Gabriella smiled and put her nose to his chest again, "Oh, I do," she breathed. They were dancing. Just as planned. But the absolute happiness they felt now was nothing compared to what they had imagined. They had lost track of time.

Suddenly, Troy's phone vibrated in his pocket. Both of them felt it.

"Aren't you gonna get that," Gabriella said pointing to his pocket. Troy shook his head.

"It won't be as important as you," Gabriella blushed to a bright pink. The vibration subsided quickly and they continued their dance to the patio outside. The restaurant was just outside a small pond. The golden candle lights that lined the white picket fence were fantastic and the fact that it was just the two of them made it more sophisticated. Troy twirled Gabriella around and new put her back to his torso. He lightly gripped her waist and slowly moved to the distant tune. Gabriella beamed with delight at the new positions of dancing , and she rested her head onto his shoulder. Gabriella never thought that dancing in extravagant high heels wouldn't be the best thing in the universe, but when it made you five inches closer to your basketball player boyfriend, she could take that back. The two were held in each others lips for minutes after minutes.

"I love you," Gabriella said looking into his eyes so peacefully. Right now, it was just the two of them in the world and no one else. As far as they knew, no one else mattered.

Troy closed his eyes and smiled. "I love you, too, baby, " he paused with a kiss on her eye lid. "Always will," he assured.

Once again, Troy's pocket vibrated. Gabriella gasped and watched as Troy chose to ignore the call again.

"Baby," Gabriella kissed his jaw. "It might be important," Troy shook his head and she sighed. Gabriella pulled the phone out of his pocket. Her boyfriend pouted, definitely upset at her action.

"But, Ella-" she started talking into the phone before he could protest.

"Hello," someone on the other line sobbed.

"Gabi!" Taylor cried into the phone. Gabriella smile dropped and she looked Troy. He pulled her close so both of them can hear. "Gabi, I know you don't remember but this is important. I need you. Jayden needs you," Gabriella gasped. The name was distant but her heart pounded frantically in her chest. Troy on the other hand was completely confused. "Please," Taylor begged on the line. "Come to the Los Angeles hospital and go to room 414," There was a beep, she hung up.