Here is the final chapter of The World as We Know It: Rewritten Version! Thank you so much for reviewing and PMing and just being there for me and this story.

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And without further ado here is Just Wanna Be With You...named from HSM3

Troy looked over at me across the silent elevator. I continued to look forward, waiting for our arrival at floor ten, avoiding all acknowledgement of his pouty face.

"Brie, I'm sorrrry," he insisted once again when the doors opened and he had his bottom lip out, I'm sure.

"Mmhm," I replied as I walked out, my luggage rolling behind me. I am going to be strong. Ish. Maybe.

"How long are you going to be fake-angry at me? 'Cause we both know you're really not all that mad at me," Troy said as I unlocked the door.

I didn't answer him and instead just walked into our apartment only to find a mountain of wedding presents there to greet us. "Ugh, I forgot about these! We have like no where to put any of it too."

"Yes, complain about our lovely gifts," Troy teased from behind me after he kicked the door shut.

I turned and glared at him. "Not a good way to get off my bad side, buddy."

"Brie, I said I was sorry like a hundred times by now and I am sick of saying it. We've been married for eleven days, we can't be having our first fight already. Let's just kiss and make up," he argued while trying to close the distance between us, but I began backing away from him as he did.

"No, you're a mean husband!" I said jokingly, carefully moving around our maze of presents to make it harder on him.

"Don't think I won't dive bomb on these boxes, babe. We could do without an ugly punch bowl or two," he threatened.

I fake gasped. "You wouldn't dare! I would tell your mother on you!"

"Then come HERE," he tackled me against the couch, knocking over a box in the process. "I hope that wasn't expensive," he laughed and pinned me to the couch. "Now, Gabriella Bolton, I sincerely apologize once again and hopefully for the last time."

"I'll never accept your apology!" I insisted with a hard face.

He mirrored my face. "Well you're not getting another orgasm until you do!"

"You wouldn't!" I hissed.

"Try me," he replied.

"First you fall asleep on the plane while I am waiting for you in the bathroom to have up-in-the-air sex and now this! Oh the humanity! I think this is grounds for an annulment," I stated dramatically.

Troy gave me a look like I was going to regret my words before he began tickling me mercilessly.

"Oh my God, stop!" I squealed and tried to push him away. "Troy, please!"

"Not until you say you forgive me," he said over my laughs/cries.

I had too many tickle spots for this. "F-fine!" I gave in all too quickly.

"Say the words, Bolton," he demanded with my hands bound above my head with one of his.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out.

Troy grinned, knowing he had already won this round even though I had yet to apologize formally. Stupid him knowing how I love to be held down like this. "Say it, Brie," he encouraged with his lips hovering over my ear.

"Iiii- fuck," I swore.

He smiled against my neck and his breath made me shiver. "I'm waiting."

Just then the phone rang. "Phone!" I exclaimed and struggled underneath his grip.

"Ah-ah, nope," he wouldn't let me go. "No one knows we are definitely home yet. You're not doing anything until you forgive me." Struggling was useless. He's too damn strong.

The answering machine picked up and Troy's voice rang through. "Hey, you've reached Troy and Gabriella-" "Bolton!" I cut in. He laughed over the speaker. "We're not here right now, leave a message and if it's important call our cells. And if you don't have those numbers there is probably a reason." I giggled in the background before the message cut off.

"We really should change that, it's not very nice," I commented as we both waited to see who was calling.

"Hey babies!" Troy's mom's voice greeted loudly. Troy groaned and let me go. She called every other day on the honeymoon. Talk about a turn off when you're in the middle of sex and your mother in law calls.

"She really needs to cut the umbilical cord," I mentioned as I sat up.

"Just checking in! I thought you would be home by now? Any who, call me back. Can't wait to hear about the trip! Maybe I'll get some grandbabies out of it!? Love you!"

I held in my laugh as Troy held his head in his hands. She's pushing for grandkids. Hard. I mean Troy is her only chance at them, or should I say that I am?

"If this is what it is going to be like until you get pregnant or even worse after you do I don't think we're going to tell her. I mean what better news is there than 'hey mom, how you doing? We're fine, by the way, Gabriella's in labor,'" he acted out and I giggled. "I mean, that's fine, right?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, how are we going to tell her we're having an annulment since you fell asleep while I was getting horny in the bathroom?" I teased.

Troy looked over at me through slits. "What do you mean 'getting horny'?" he questioned, turning to face me.

"Well, Troy, sometimes a girl needs more warm-up time than girls or else sex might not be as fun. And I was getting ready in there so we could get right to business. I mean, it was an airplane bathroom," I went on.

"Wait, wait, wait," he cut me off. "You were, like, touching yourself in there?"

I cupped his cheek. "I"m sorry you had to find out this way, Troy, but yes I was masturbating," I joked.

He opened his mouth and then closed it to frown.

"Aw, baby, are you genuinely sad about this? You're the one who always tells me to do it!" I reminded him, cupping his face with both my hands now.

"I wasn't upset about falling asleep for the plane sex before, but I am now," he whined lightly. "You know one of my fantasies is to watch you masturbate!"

I moved to straddle his lap and peppered kisses all over his face. "It's okay, baby, I can always do it later," I promised.

He looked up at me with his puppy dog eyes. "Really?"

"Mmhm," I agreed and kissed his lips lightly.

"Does this mean you forgive me?" he asked in between kisses.

I smiled. "I'll forgive you if you let me sit on your face tonight," I responded seriously.

Troy's eyes lit up. "I love married Gabriella. Of course you can sit on my face, baby." Our lips touched again and as soon as they did my phone went off from my back pocket. "Ugh, if that is my mother please ignore-"

"It's my mother," I cut him off and answered it. "Hey Mami," I greeted, much to Troy's annoyance to stay off the grid until tomorrow when we return to normal life.

"Hey, sweet pea! So I can assume you're on the ground if you're answering my call?" she questioned.

"Yep, just walked into the apartment actually," I informed her and watched as Troy mimicked stabbing himself in the stomach with a pen.

"Hope I didn't interrupt anything," she said knowingly. "You just know how I am about my kids flying, I worry."

"I know, Mami, I was going to call you in a few minutes actually," I half-lied. I was going to at least text her. Troy now was pretending to shove the pen through this eyeball.

"Now I will understand if you say no, but somehow the whole family is planning to come over tonight and the kids are dying to see Aunt Gabi and Uncle Troy. I think it's partly because they think they will be getting gifts from the trip, but," she stopped when I laughed.

I bit my lip while looking at Troy. It was like he knew what I was going to ask and he sighed and dropped his head to the back of the couch before waving me off. "Sure we'll come over for dinner," I agreed and leaned over to kiss his neck. "What time do you want us?"

"Six okay for you two? I'm sure you, uh, have stuff to do," she mentioned and I smiled. I love my mom.

"Yeah, that's fine," I agreed.

"Tell her we wanna talk houses. I don't want to live in this mess for long," Troy added while looking at me seriously.

I nodded. "And Troy wants to talk houses," I told her with a wink to my husband.

He rolled his eyes at me. "That's fine, mija, I've been gathering a little collection of prospects since you gave me that list of your dream house desires."

"Great," I smiled. "Alright, we'll see you at six, Mami." We hung up after another moment. "Not that I didn't love your renditions of, you know, killing yourself, but now we have to do some things that require less theatricality."

"How about doing the opposite of what you're thinking and we add some theatricality to our lives and have sex while impersonating Romeo and Juliet?" he replied.

"How about no," I told him and he groaned. "Troy, that was a horrible love story and they were barely teenagers. They had like one night of passion before the whole 'oh happy dagger' shit went down," I reminded him.

"I knew I shoulda chosen Jack and Rose," he mumbled.

"Also, not the greatest love story, babe. One night of passion and bam! ship hits an iceberg," I insisted. "Jack dies and Rose goes off and lives a long life of happiness or whatever. Was anyone else pissed that in the end when Rose died she went to her heaven only to go to Jack. Like I get it, girl, he was the one true love but you did have a husband who gave you children and stuff."

Troy looked over at me as his head leaned back against the top of the couch. "If I died I would want you to live a full life and have more kids and-"

"Nope," I stood and ended the conversation. "We are not talking about this. Now for these presents we need to open them and write down who gave us what for the thank you notes," I said out loud while rearranging the gifts and shaking one. "Ooh, this sounds expensive."

"Brie," Troy looked at me and had a serious face. "Can we talk about this?" he asked.

"Opening presents? Uh, yeah, I wanna know what we got," I said with a grin on my face.

Troy grabbed my hand and brought me down into his lap. "We can do presents later. I wanna talk about what should happen if anything-"

"Troy, no!" I exclaimed and went to get up but he held me down. "Haven't we been over this? Nothing is going to happen to you, remember? You tell me that everyday."

He nodded. "Yes, I agree. Nothing is going to happen to me, but isn't this the type of talk that married couples have?" he questioned rhetorically. "Brie, I want that though. If anything ever happened to me I would want you to move on and find someone to take care of you and share your life with. I would want you to be happy."

I looked down. "If I died I want you to crawl into a hole and cry," I replied.

Troy chuckled and I bit my lip. "I'm sure I would do that, theoretically since nothing is going to happen."

"Yeah, well, theoretically I would also want you to find someone else and be happy and stuff," I muttered.

"We should probably make a will or something," he added.

"Ugh, you suck at post-honeymoon talk," I stated and stood in front of him. "This is supposed to be fun. We're looking at house prospect stuff tonight and we have all these presents to open," I reminded him. "No more of the heavy, alright? That is for the when we return to real life, okay?"

"Fine," he agreed. "But I want you to know that I am being serious about this, okay?" he went on and I rolled my eyes. I thought we were done with this. "I would want you to be happy, to find someone who would make you happy," he said while unbuttoning my jeans. "As happy as you are with me."

"Not possible," I whispered as he pulled down my pants and I stepped out of them.

His lips moved across my abdomen and I bit down on my lip. "Promise me you'd try," he murmured as my underwear slipped down my legs.

"Troy, the door," I breathed. Our friends are known to burst in here and this is not something I would want them to see.

"Locked it behind us," he assured me and continued his soft kisses below my bellybutton that were beginning to move further south. "Now, I want you to promise me."

His hand grabbed the back of my knee and brought my foot up to sit on the arm of the couch. He then kissed my opening. I think my insides literally quivered. "Ahh, Troy," I moaned softly in anticipation.

"Promise me, baby," he urged and then his tongue shot out of his mouth and into me. As quickly as it went in he pulled it away.

I let out a strangled noise at the loss of warmth. "I-I promise," I stuttered out.

He smiled before engulfing my nerves in his mouth. I moaned and grabbed onto his hair. He usually isn't so nice when we first start, he makes me work for my orgasm or tortures me for it out of his own enjoyment. But not this time. This time he was being generous and licked and nibbled me until my legs started shaking.

"T-Troy," I moaned, doing my best to keep myself from falling. His hands cupped my ass in an effort to keep me upright. "Fuck!" I squeaked as my leg buckled.

Troy wasn't fazed and simply moved to lay on the couch and hooked his arm around my leg and pulled so I was straddling his neck. When I said I wanted to sit on his face later I meant later, but I am not going to complain.

I looked down to see him looking back at me and I tried my best to keep the eye contact but it was hard with all the pleasure coursing through my body. It didn't take long, maybe a few minutes before an orgasm ripped through me and I came with a shriek while bending over the arm of the couch and holding on to it for dear life.

"Does being married mean I am going to get orgasms that fast all the time now?" I asked as I tried to catch my breath.

Troy removed me from his neck and and sat me back to down on the couch. "Hell no," he answered while wiping his mouth. For some reason seeing him do that after he eats me out turns me on. "I just wanted you to forgive me," he teased and I smiled before kissing him.

I reached to the floor and pulled my underwear up my legs. I should probably go to the bathroom before I get this pair all wet.

"Don't!" Troy exclaimed as I grabbed my jeans. "Don't put those on," he requested.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Alright. But remember our deal when we first got together? You get my legs I get your abs," I reminded him. With a grin he lifted his shirt off. "Ugh, I need a nap now. Unlike someone else I didn't get to sleep all day."

Troy pulled my legs into his lap. "I thought we were over this after the orgasm?" he questioned.

"Mhm," I replied and snuggled into his shoulder. "I wanted to shower before my mom's though...get all the airplane grime off of me. I was stuck in that bathroom for fifteen minutes alone. Ew."

"That same bathroom you wanted to have sex in you're saying ew to, you realize that, right?" he responded.

I laughed. "That wasn't the point. The point was to be adventerious and joing the mile-high club," I insisted.

"We joined the club in the way to Hawaii," he reminded me.

"Well I wanted to get a membership," I joked. "But back to this shower. You think you can be a wonderful husband and take me to the bathroom, undress me, wash me, and maybe you'll get something out of it?"

"What is this something? Something like a BJ or something like penetration?" he wondered.

"That depends on how well you are at undressing me and washing me," I told him and he smiled.

"Alright then, penetration."

We arrived at my mother's house a little after six, laughing on our way in.

"Uncle Troy, Uncle Troy!" the nieces and nephews swarmed us instantly.

"Oh yes, because Aunt Gabi means nothing to you," I mumbled as no one paid any attention to me.

Serena came over with Duncan on her hip. The boys are almost a year old now! It's sad to think about, this year went by so fast. Serena says she is done having babies but Kris wants one more. I am not sure who will "win" the argument.

Belle just popped herself about two months ago, identical twin girls named Harlow and Harper. I think these will be her last for a while. But honestly I don't see her stopping, she is a baby machine and she handles her children as well as our mother handled us. She loves having a huge family and somehow her and Ben are still crazy about each other. I think she wants to pass Mami up on the number.

Felix is dating Jaymi and they just moved in together. I think he will be the next one to get married.

Marcus is single and looking for a serious relationship. I'm excited for him.

Lucas and Allie hooked up after my wedding and that is the last I heard of it. I hope he finally gets together with her.

Vince told the brothers he's bi, well he told Alex who then squealed to the other brothers (and sisters).

Serena and Belle were excited for like a day but when Vince told him he wasn't the type of "gay" guy who likes to go shopping and stuff they were over it. Mami literally said "he's my son, you think I care what he sexual preference is?" and went back to making dinner. Marcus and Felix were awkward for a few days, but it was Lucas and Alex who didn't know how to handle it.

Alex and Vince have always been close as the younger brothers, and Alex was more upset that Vince never told him rather than the fact that his brother liked dudes too.

It was Lucas who was the ass and couldn't understand how he liked guys and girls. He thought you should only like one gender, boys or girls, both didn't make sense to him. He's simple minded and an ass like that. I think he was more confused than anything, then when he thought threesomes could be a lot more fun he was all for it. Vince told him he wasn't like that and Lucas frowned so hard I laughed.

Alex and Vince are okay now, but it took time. Vince just became single after a dating a girl and a guy at the same time and then they both found out fiasco. But he said "in my defense, neither were serious!" And I think Alex is going to be single forever, much to Mami's dismay.

And AJ...well, AJ finally went all the way with Mandy. I don't know if I should be saying "finally" when he is my little brother. Anywho, once they did do the deed that was all they did and once the new-ness of it wore off they started having issues. I only know this because Troy told me under the agreement I didn't say anything to AJ.

I frowned at my nieces and nephew's clobbering my new husband and completely ignoring me.

"Oh, get over it, Gabs, he is like the shiny new toy," Serena insisted, handing me my godson who was happy to see me. But I think it was mostly the hair, he is very into playing with hair right now.

I still frowned. "Fine, I guess you guys don't want the PRESENTS we brought," I commented loudly.

Troy laughed as they all began jumping up and down at my feet. "Well, we actually think that you shouldn't get the presents until after dinner and only if your mom and dad say you've been good enough," he told them.

"I'm good, right Mommy?" Tara immediately asked.

Serena sighed and looked down at her. "I don't know, we'll see," she said with a wink.

"What about me?" Alex yelled from the living room, making himself known.

"That depends, does your mommy think you've been good?" I questioned with a large grin.

"Not at all, but I think you two should get in here so we can see you!" Mami shouted from the living room.

We followed orders and went to hug everyone and listened to everyone comment on how tan I am. I can't help it, a Mexican plus a lot of sun equals a very dark Mexican.

"So, how was it?" Belle asked with Harper half-asleep on her chest and wiggling her eyebrows as she did.

I smiled and looked over at Troy who was smiling back at me. "Fun," I answered simply and leaned into Troy as his arm wrapped around me.

"Boo, you never share anything!" Serena commented.

"I think I can speak for all males in the room when I say I am content with her answer," Marcus said himself. "Is it weird wearing a ring though?" he asked Troy.

Troy flexed his left hand. "Yeah, but I like it."

"And I like a way of telling all the ladies that he is taken," I mentioned.

"I, for one, am happy you guys are back, Troy," Felix said and nodded.

Troy chuckled. "What happened to your car, Felix?" my husband replied and I laughed.

"I have no idea, but I did what you told me to do when it broke last time and I don't think I did any of it right and it still isn't working. I've been having to use Jaymi's car, who by the way says hi because she has to work today," Felix told us. I nodded. Jaymi works at an elderly home so her shifts vary, but she is very good at it. Those old people love her. She has the personality that makes you trust her right away.

"Alright, let's go look at it," Troy breathed and stood.

"Hey!" I pulled on Troy's hand to stop him. He turned to look at me and I puckered my lips out. He chuckled and kissed me quickly. I smiled and watched as he left.

"Alright, let's go outside, it's too nice to be in here," Mami suggested and we followed suit as she got up.

Richard isn't here. He's in California on business. He used to travel a lot before him and Mami got married, but now it's not as much.

With us outside the kids were able to play, Belle put the girls down, and Serena's boys were able to attempt to walk in the lawn and not hurt themselves falling. Ben and Kris and the other boys were either playing basketball while watching the kids (as we were too) or out front helping Troy fix Felix's car.

"She called you every day?" Serena questioned, almost horrified.

I nodded. "Yeah," I breathed. "Try riding your husband only to have the phone ring and you look over to see his mom's picture lighting up his phone," I added.

"Ugh," Belle agreed. "She's crazy for some grandkids, huh?"

I nodded again. "Yeah. Troy made the mistake of telling her I got my birth control removed before the wedding as a present to him since we want to try for kids this summer. Ever since she's calling and texting and asking like I have some switch that will go off and I will know right when the sperm meets the egg."

My sister's were laughing as Mami came out with a folder full of documents.

"Damn, Mami, did you kill a forest?" Belle questioned as she dropped it on the table.

Mami shook her head in a nonchalant sort of way. "No. These are house prospects for the newlyweds," she answered and sent a wink my way.

"I don't think much winking is needed with Lucy around," Serena giggled into her mixed drink.

Mami looked at me confused. "It's nothing Mami. Are there really this many houses around here for sale that meet our 'desires' or whatever?" I asked while looking through the papers.

"Um, no. These have most of what you want. Unless you build your own house I don't think you will get every single thing you want," she answered and sat down next to me. "Now, I talked numbers with Troy and he told me your price range. Now that you're married you hare going to have to go to the bank and get a loan approved and then we can start..."

My mom went on to show me house after house until my brain started to think that raising a family of seven in the apartment sounded like a good idea.

"I think I should go get Troy and yeah," I stood abruptly forty five minutes later and quickly walked away. Out of all the houses she was trying to show me, which seemed like a million (but was really only like twenty), I only kind of liked one and we were both getting frustrated.

I found Troy and my older brothers sitting out front all nursing some beers.

"How dare you leave me with that hen party," I accused and they all laughed at me as Troy pulled me down into his lap as he sat on the front steps. "How's the car?"

"Needs a part. I'm gonna see if I can find it at the junkyard this week," Troy answered me. "How was the hen party?" he countered.

"Eh," I replied and they all laughed. "Mami showed me like twenty houses and I maybe liked one and we have to go to the bank and get a loan and blah, blah, blah," I rattled off while shaking my head. "It was too much! Give me trig any day compared to that!"

All the boys laughed again and Troy kissed my cheek. "I will handle the bank stuff, babe. But you're going to be more particular about the house so that is your territory," he informed me.

I frowned. "So Luke, how is Alll-ieee?" I asked my brother and Troy chuckled behind me.

"We're, uh," Lucas began before taking a long swig of his beer. "Dating, or something," he croaked.

"Why the fuck does that scare you so much, man?" Marc questioned. "I've been in relationships and when it's good it's good. And from what I know of you and Allie, which is too much, you're both good."

"Here, here!" I chimed in, taking a swig of Troy's beer.

"I-I don't fuckin' know!" Lucas exclaimed. "I might cheat, man, just like Papi and I don't want to fuck things up with her like that. Look what it did to our parents. At least before when we were foolin' around and I did something stupid there were no severe consequences. Now if I fuck up hearts break and I ruin shit which I am too good at and ah, fuck," he swore and took another long chug of his beer.

Troy held me tighter. "Dude, I have a severely fucked up dad let me tell you that you are not your father. Mine is a jackass and controlling and a cheater and I don't know, more shit like that. That does not mean you have to be like him. I don't control your sister and I'd die before I cheated on her and I am certainly not a jackass to her," he went on.

"Debatable, on that last part at least," I commented before sticking my tongue out.

Troy looked at me. "You have your own jackass tendencies, so shush, I am trying to help here," he insisted.

"Yes, sir," I replied and took another sip of his drink.

Lucas shook his head at us. "I know you're right, dude, it just scares me because I don't want to hurt her," he admitted. "She's like the real deal and I'm...not worthy of her and yeah."

"First rule of being with an amazing girl, Luke," Troy started. "She is always better than you and always will be. Don't ever think differently."

Sometimes in the summer we have bonfires out back in the pit the boys dug when we were younger.

It was supposed to be the twins punishment for blowing out a tire on the car, but they got so into it it turned out to be a fun project. They dug it out evenly and lined it with rocks and even keep up with it every spring and mowing around it accordingly. That was the same summer Papi made them rebuild the deck after they broke one side of the railing during one of their "friendly" brawls.

That summer we got a nice, new backyard out of my brother's shenanigans. I think half of it was because Papi didn't have the time to do these things himself and knew that the boys were good with their hands in building things. They can't fix cars worth a damn, that is left to my hubby, but they can handle electronics and build things well.

"I want a backyard like this," I murmured to Troy as we swung in the hammock together as my family was surrounded in chairs, all of us admiring the fire.

"Yeah?" he questioned, his hands rubbing my back. "Then I'll make ours just like this."

"If you ever get a house!" Mami commented loudly from next to me, Sierra asleep on top of her. The little, little ones are asleep inside, the bigger ones are falling asleep out here either on someone's chest or on blankets on the ground.

"All those houses stunk!" I replied loudly.

My mom "humph'ed" from the chair she was in and I frowned against my husband's chest.

"We're going to look at more documents next week and we are all going to be civil about it, aren't we?" Troy said loud enough for my mom to hear even though he was talking to me.

"Yeah," my mom and I both muttered.

Troy chuckled against my hair. "I'm going to be stuck in between you for the rest of my life, aren't I?" he sighed and laughed loudly.

"You're just realizing that?" I responded, still laughing.

My mom and I get get along most of the time, but we do bicker quite often and I know we will definitely bicker over houses because I want to find the perfect house. I want a house we will never have to move from, a house we will grow old in and eventually leave to one of our kids after we die in our bed like the couple on The Notebook.

"No, just finally accepting it as my duty," he replied and I smiled against his chest.

"About damn time," I heard my mom mumble lightly and Troy and I both laughed lightly.

My laugh transformed into a yawn that I tried to hide. "Alright, time to go," Troy announced, obviously noticing.

I frowned. I didn't want to leave yet. I actually had a good night with my family and was enjoying the fire and the hammock. I wanted our own house to do this in, a place where when I wanted to go to bed all I had to do was go upstairs.

As we left everyone began to disburse, all except Vince, Alex, AJ, and Mami (those who live there).

"Uncle Troy see later?" Evan asked as Troy helped put him in Belle and Ben's van.

I smiled and looped my arm through my husband's. "Yeah, buddy, on Sunday. G'night," Troy whispered before kissing Evan's head and our nephew's eyes slid closed.

"Seeing you with babies is such a turn on," I sighed as we got into Troy's camaro.

"What is it with girl's and that? How does seeing me with a child make you hot and heavy? 'Cause when we have our own I am going to be with them all the time and if you're horny all that time we are definitely going to have more than five kids," Troy rambled on.

"It's just..." I trailed off. "Seeing you be so good with kids makes me insides turn to goo and my uterus quiver," I tried to explain. "I can't wait to see you every day interacting with our kids."

Troy wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Your uterus quivers?"

"Shut up."

We laid in bed hours later, the curtains to our balcony open so the moonlight could stream in, like we had them during the honeymoon.

"Hm, just imagine the sounds of waves crashing against a beach," Troy murmured into my ear.

"Mmm, don't tease me like that," I groaned into his bare chest. I played with his happy trail, something we made a deal that he would never shave all the way off or else I am chopping off my hair. "Don't go to work tomorrow," I pleaded softly a few moments later.

Troy fingers drifted up and down my bare back. "I'm not. I'm going to work tomorrow night," he answered. I groaned. "Sorry baby, we gotta pay the bills and keep our credit score up and get that loan to get a house..." he reminded me.

"Poop," I muttered. Troy laughed and I enjoyed the rumble of his chest. "Do you realize that it was just about a year ago that we got back together?"

"Mhm." I felt him kiss my hair.

I lifted up my left hand. "And now we're married and looking at houses and not trying not to have a baby," I went on. Troy kissed my lips. "I just...if you told me more than a year ago that I would be here I probably would have called you and idiot and went back to my room to cry," I said honestly.

"I knew we'd be here," Troy spoke up.

"Really?" I asked, getting up on my elbow. "Even though I broke up with you, and was mean to you when I came back, and the whole thing with Sharpay and-"

He stopped me with another kiss. "Yep. After everything I knew we'd be here. And you wanna know the moment I knew?"

"Uh, when-"

"The moment you opened the door the day you got home," he interrupted me. "When I saw you for the first time again and the way you looked at me when you thought I wasn't looking," he continued to explain. "I knew we'd end up here, whether it would be a year later or twenty years later. I hoped it'd be a year, but you can be stubborn."

"Ugh," I said and kissed him hard. "It is reasons like this that you get laid so fuckin' often Troy Bolton," I stated.

As we kissed I couldn't help but think that everything was the way it was supposed to be.

I'm married to Troy, the boy I fell in love with at seventeen and the man I fell in love with all over again at twenty two. We're surrounded by family while trying to start our own and looking for a home to watch it grow in.

"I love you so much," I whispered as I got on top of him to straddle his waist.

"Love you too," he replied in between kisses.

I smiled. "Always?"

Troy kissed my nose cutely. "Always, always baby."

Yeah, everything is the way it is supposed to be.

Soo there it is!

I tried to leave it open since the next part is going to be up like right now and will only be a few weeks after this ends.

So I hope you liked it and I want to thank you all for reading and reviewing and sticking with me through this entire process. I will love you all even more if you go to the next (last) part of the trilogy Whatever Will Be and read and review that! (When I upload it).
I AM going to finish it this time!

Thanks again :)

- Kayleigh