Million Dollar Man
Chapter Twenty – Six: Wedding Day
I walked around the upper level of the Bolton Hampton Household as I waited for Taylor to show up with my dress. Today was my wedding day, and to say I was nervous would be an understatement. Troy and I decided that a big wedding wasn't us. We didn't need over 300 people to be there to witness us getting married, or to have them there to make it feel like a wedding. So it was just the two of us, Taylor, and Chad for the wedding.
"Ok, I've got the dress, are you ready?" Taylor spoke as she rushed into the room.
"Yeah, I'm ready" I spoke with a shaky breath.
We didn't have bridesmaids or groomsmen. My dress wasn't some huge designer ball gown that weighed two times my body weight. It was a floor length, simple, white gown that didn't puff out like a princess dress. Taylor helped me into it the moment I took off my robe.
It fit me perfectly like a glove, and a smile crossed my face the moment I felt Taylor zip it up all the way. Once the dress was on, I clipped my hair back slightly away from my face and put on a necklace I'd gotten for today. The moment I slipped on my shoes, my nerves got a little worse. I was marrying Troy. The man that I loved more then anything.
"Everything looks beautiful downstairs," Taylor smiled
"Does it? I was worried it'd be too informal"
"No. It's perfect," Taylor smiled "Now come on your groom is waiting"
Taylor handed me my bouquet of flowers before she led the way out of the bedroom. The wedding was taking place in the backyard of the home. The two of us walked down the stairs and towards the open French doors of the home. Taylor walked out to stand off to the side beside Chad, and I could see Troy standing beside then pastor.
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I heard the song begin to play and I walked down the aisle towards Troy. He looked handsome as ever with his hair slicked back and his face freshly shaven. A smile came across his face as I walked towards him. He took my hand once I reached him and mouthed 'I love you'.
"We are gathered her today to watch the marital union of both Gabriella Montez and Troy Bolton." The preacher started.
The ceremony was short and sweet. We each recited our vows to each other and exchanged out rings. The moment the ring was slipped onto my finger, I couldn't stop the tears. I loved him dearly and now we were married.
"You look beautiful in this dress, Gabriella." Troy whispered softly towards me.
We were at Club 67 with all of our friends as our "reception" for our wedding. The two of us weren't even paying attention to anyone else. It was just us. If it were up to me, we'd not even be here, but in the penthouse locked away from the world. But Taylor wanted to have a reception for us, so I couldn't be rude and not show up.
"Just in this dress?" I teased "I thought I was always beautiful to you?"
"You are, but you're more beautiful today, and ever more tonight…naked and beneath me" He smirked, and I couldn't help but blush. "You're my wife now,"
"I know…it too perfect that it almost doesn't feel real." I sighed, looking down at the large diamond on my ring finger.
"Of course its really, baby" He kissed my temple
"I know. Just being silly," I smiled
Taylor walked towards me with a smile on her face, and two flutes of champagne in her hands.
"I thought you guys could use something to drink, being all disgustingly cute in the corner and what not" She smiled
"Sorry, we're not being very social" I spoke softly
Taylor waved it off "Don't worry about it, we all understand why."
She winked towards me before walking off and back towards Chad. I smiled before setting my flute back onto the table before Troy and I.
"You not drinking?" He asked after taking a sip of the drink in his hand,
"I can't." I smiled towards him "It wouldn't be good for the baby."
AN: the next one will be the last one :)