All Grown Up

2

Liam's POV

I walked to Peyton's room and knocked on the door. "I'm decent." I chuckled, opening the door. I took in her appearance and raised an eyebrow.

"What are you wearing?"

"The exact same thing as you except my shirt is cropped and my boots are black." She looked at the mirror.

"You aren't wearing that shirt. Too revealing."

"But dad!" She crossed her arms over her chest. "Why can't I wear it? We agreed on matching today."

"That was before I saw your shirt."

"Mom!" She sat on her bed and I stood there. Paige walked in and looked at us. "Dad won't let me wear this shirt because it's a crop top."

Paige looked at me and I shrugged. "Babe it barely passes her bellybutton. I've worn worse."

"Fine. You can wear it this time." She smiled and got up. Paige kissed my cheek and walked out.

"I love you dad." Peyton hugged me and I smiled.

"I love you too Pey. Don't think that this is going to end up with me always allowing this." I kissed her head and she giggled.

"I know. But your overprotective side is one reason I love you so much." She smiled and we walked out of her room. We walked downstairs and out the door. "Where are we going?"

"Well Paige and I decided to let you get some of the piercings you wanted. But first we're going to get some food." She nodded and we got in the car. I pulled off and she put her headphones on. She looked out the window, humming softly. I turned the radio down and she sang Story Of My Life softly. I smiled, pulling into IHOP's parking lot. We got out and Peyton took off her headphones.

I held the door open and followed her in. We sat down and she held up her phone. "Say cheese!" I smiled and her flash went off. She smiled at her phone.

"What can I you to guys to drink?"

"I would like orange juice." Peyton put her phone down, smiling.

"Same for me." The waiter nodded and walked away. "Excited about your party?" She nodded, smiling.

"Where are we having it?"

"I rented a club for that night. There just won't be any alcohol." She giggled, looking at her phone. The waiter came back and sat the glasses on the table.

"Are you ready to order?" I noticed him glancing at Peyton and clenched my jaw.

"Uh, I would like chocolate chip pancakes." She smiled at him.

"And you sir?"

"Same." He nodded and walked away. "No." She looked at me, confusedly.

"What?"

"No boys." She rolled her eyes and looked at her phone.

"We're in public so I was being nice. I'm used to paps with cameras and screaming fans so I smile. Growing up in the spotlight adapts you to being noticed so smiling has come naturally to me. I saw him looking at me and I honestly thought it was creepy." I chuckled, feeling my phone buzz in my pocket. I took it out and turned it off, sitting it on the table. "Why'd you do that? It could've been important."

"They can wait. I'd rather spend quality time with my daughter." She smiled, putting her phone in her pocket.

Logan's POV

"Logan sweetheart wake up." I opened an eye and looked at my mother.

"What time is it?" I covered my eyes with my arm.