Learning To Fall

by: LunarEclipse360

Disclaimer: ha

A/N: so, writer's block sucks, but I managed to get this chapter completed. My only problem with finishing this chapter was the ending. I wasn't sure how to end it, so I just ended it. Not sure if I like it though. Learning to Fall was fun to write and you guys were great reviewers. Like those before it, Learning To Fall has come to an end.

Song of the week: Happy Ending by Mika

Chapter 27

Panting, Gabriella stared at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes and tried to regain her breath. Feeling his lips on her neck, she grinned and ran her hand through his hair. Moments later, she was greeted by his bright blue eyes and her grin turned into a full blown smile. He smiled back before planting a soft kiss on her lips. Breaking away, he slid down a bit and laid his head on her naked chest, listening to her heart beat wildly. A comfortable silence fell over them; their labored breaths the only sound.

Stroking his hair affectionately, she could feel his body relax and knew he was drifting off to sleep. Dropping a kiss to the top of his sweat-soaked hair, she sighed and stared up at the ceiling. After about an hour of not following in her boyfriend's footsteps, Gabriella found herself pulling from his grip. He whimpered and held on tighter to her.

"Troy, I have to use the bathroom." He groaned, but let her go. "Thank you." She got up and rushed to her bathroom.

After doing her business and washing her hands, she rejoined her boyfriend on her bed and he took no time in pulling her against him. Sighing, he buried his face in her neck and kissed it tenderly. She smiled and brushed her fingers over his face. Moving his head up to hers, he placed his lips on hers, caressing them gently. Pulling back, he looked into her eyes.

"I'm gonna miss this."

"So am I," she said, tracing her finger along his jaw bone.

"How much longer do we have before your Mom wakes up?"

She shrugged. "A few hours. Why?"

"I just wanna make sure I leave before she wakes."

"It's not even two in the morning, so you got time."

He sighed and laid his head on the pillow. Gabriella moved closer to him and closed her eyes, enjoying just having him next to her for the time being.

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She wasn't sure when she fell asleep, but when she awoke, she was still wrapped safely in Troy's arms. His eyes were closed shut, signaling to her that he was still fast asleep. She smiled softly as she stared at his peaceful face. She was definitely going to miss waking up to him. Looking behind her, she caught sight of her alarm clock and saw the bright red numbers that read 5:45. Her mother would be up in half an hour.

"Troy," she whispered as she turned back to him. "Troy, baby, wake up." She brushed his hair out of his eyes, causing him to stir.

"Hm?"

"Time to get up."

"Already?"

"Yeah. My Mom will be up soon."

"Ten more minutes."

She giggled softly. "I wish I could give you ten more minutes, but I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm afraid if I do, then I would never want you to leave."

"I'm fine with that."

"So am I, but my Mom won't be."

He sighed. "I don't wanna go yet."

"I don't want you, too, either, but my Mom can't catch us like this."

"Not ready to let her know you're sexually active?"

"Nope."

Shaking his head, he pecked her lips before getting up. It took all her power not to pull him back after seeing him walking around completely naked. Once he was full dressed, he looked at her, a small smile on his face.

"Walk me downstairs?"

"Sure."

He watched as she picked her underwear off the floor and slipped it on before crossing to her dresser to get one of his oversized shirts out. Slipping it on, she walked over to him and laced their fingers.

"Are you taking this with you?" he asked, referring to the shirt.

She shook her head. "I already have one of your other shirts and your jersey packed."

He grinned and pulled her closer as they descended the staircase. Standing in the open doorway, Troy wrapped his arms around her waist and looked into her eyes.

"Are you gonna be at the airport early enough to see me off?" he asked.

"Yeah. Just call me to tell me what gate you're at since you don't seem to remember."

"I told you I didn't check."

Giggling, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "See you in a few hours?"

He nodded. "Of course."

She smiled and he leaned down, planting his lips on hers. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer and tilted his head, deepening the kiss. They pulled away seconds later and stared into each other's eyes. He grinned and kissed her forehead.

"I'll see you later."

"Bye."

He pulled away completely and started down the path to his car. Gabriella watched as he pulled off before going back inside to catch as much sleep as she could.

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"I can't believe this is it," Taylor sighed as she and Gabriella walked arm in arm through the airport, their parents a few feet behind them.

"I know. It's hard to believe that we're actually about to head off to college."

"I'm just glad that we'll still be together for the next four years."

"Same. So why didn't Chad come to say goodbye?"

"I didn't want him to."

"Why not?"

"Because I didn't want to cry anymore. I've basically been crying for the past three days and I'm tired of it. I knew if he came, I would start up all over again."

"Surprisingly…I haven't cried once."

"You haven't?"

She shook her head. "No, and I'm worried."

"Worried about what?"

"That I'll cry at the worst time."

"There's never a worse time to cry."

"If it's in the middle of class, it is."

"That's true. So where's Troy? I thought he would have been here by now."

"He's somewhere around me. He's supposed to call me…" Her phone began to vibrate and she quickly reached into her pocket.

"Speak of the devil."

Gabriella shook her head and grinned as she answer her phone. "Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"Is that how you greet your girlfriend?"

He sighed. "Sorry, babe. I'm just…missing you."

"I'm missing you, too."

"See this is why I need to know where you are."

She rolled her eyes and looked at her surroundings. "I'm around gate A12. Where are you?"

A surprised gasp escaped her lips when she felt two arms wrap around her waist, but she immediately smiled realizing whose arms they were. "Right here," Troy whispered into her ear.

"You know you could give someone a heart attack like that?" she asked as she closed her phone and placed it back in her pocket.

He chuckled. "Sorry." He nuzzled his nose into her neck. "So are you going to come with me to my gate?"

"I'll have to ask my Mom, but sure." She broke away from his grip and walked towards her mother. "Mom, can I walk Troy to his gate?"

Benita smiled and nodded, looking over towards her daughter's boyfriend. "Hi, Troy."

"Hi, Benita."

Gabriella grinned at the familiarity between her mother and her boyfriend. She was glad that her mother finally approved of him and allowed her to continue to see him. Leaving her mother's side, she walked back to Troy and grabbed his hand.

"Shall we?"

He nodded and they started off towards his gate.

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There was still about twenty minutes before his plane boarded and they spent it in silence. Gabriella was quite comfortable sitting in his lap with her head on his chest, listening to his heart beat, so when his flight was called, she refused to move.

"Gabriella, I gotta go."

"I know, but I don't want you to."

He wrapped his arms tighter around her body and kissed the side of her head. "I don't want to go either, but I have to."

She whined, but got up anyway. She kept her eyes on the floor, even as he stood in front of her. Lifting her head with his fingers, he made her look at him, his blue eyes shining with worry.

"You okay?"

She smiled sadly and nodded. "I will be."

Brining his hand to her cheek, he stroked it softly memorizing the feeling of her skin under his fingertips. "See you at Christmas?"

Her smile slipped off her face. "Christmas? What about Thanksgiving?"

"My parents decided since I'm already on the East Coast that we might as well have Thanksgiving with my grandparents in Florida, so that's where I'll be."

"Oh." She turned her eyes away from him.

"Tell you what," he said, bringing her brown hues back to him. "I'll come up for Halloween and we can do something together. Maybe we can even go into the city."

She smiled and nodded. "I'd like that." October was a lot closer than December.

"Flight 323 to Durham, North Carolina is now boarding zone 3."

He sighed. "That's me."

She nodded. "Promise you'll call at least twice a week?"

"I'll do even better than that. I'll call every day."

"Promise?"

"I promise." He kissed her forehead. "I should go." She nodded before his lips found hers in a gentle kiss, his mouth moving sensually against hers as he savored the feeling of her lips, saving it in his memory. He didn't want to pull away, but he had to.

"Bye," he said softly.

"Bye." Her own voice barely above a whisper.

She watched as he picked up his carry-on and walked towards the jet way. She didn't move from her spot even as he disappeared from view. It wasn't until there was no one left that she walked towards the window, her attention on the giant plane on the other side. Placing her hand on the glass, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't gotten a chance to tell him that she loved him, though she was sure he already knew that. But she felt like she needed to.

He probably has his phone off by now.

From inside her pocket, her phone begun to vibrate before belting out the soft tune of 'Halo.' Confusion passed across her face since the ringtone was for Troy and Troy only. He couldn't possibly be calling her, could he? Fishing out her phone, she looked at the caller ID and her heart fluttered at his name on the screen.

"Hello?"

"I forgot to tell you something extremely important."

"What's that?"

"I love you."

Her knees buckled, but she caught herself before she fell. The three words always made melt no matter how many times he said it. She loved hearing them slip from his lips, knowing they were only meant for her and that he meant them with every inch of his being. She smiled softly and leant against the wall nearest to her.

"I love you, too."

A/N: sorry for the ambigious ending