All Grown Up

19

Peyton's POV

Greyson stared at me smiling and I blushed. "Why are you staring like that?" I looked down at my lap. He chuckled and pulled my chin up.

"Because you're beautiful." My blush deepened and he pecked my lips. I smiled and he poked my dimple. "So what would you say about me taking you out for an elegant birthday dinner?"

"I would have to say I'd rather hang out and cuddle with you and eat pizza or something." I giggled and he grabbed my hand. I intertwined our fingers.

"Well since it's your birthday and you mentioned cuddling we can do that tonight but I'm taking you out tomorrow." I smiled up at him and he kissed me softly. I kissed back, butterflies filling up my tummy. He pulled away and we got up. We started walking back to the car when he picked me up, spinning me around. I laughed and he put me down.

"I love you." I wrapped my arms around his torso, pressing my cheek to his chest.

"I love you too." He pecked my forehead. We walked to the car and got in. I drove back to my house and we walked in. My mom walked out of the kitchen giggling.

"Hey. Here are your keys. Thanks for letting me borrow your car." Greyson put his keys in his pocket and wrapped an arm around my waist.

"No problem."

"We'll be upstairs." I grabbed his hand and dragged him upstairs. We walked into my room and I put my presents from Greyson near my closet. I kicked off my shoes and laid on my bed. He laid beside me and kissed my head. I grabbed my laptop and placed it between us. I logged into Netflix and let him pick something. I walked downstairs and fixed some popcorn and a couple of other snacks. I walked back upstairs and sat the stuff on the bed. "What did you pick?"

"Your favorite. 22 Jump Street." I smiled and laid back down.

"Pey?" I rolled out of bed and ran to the bathroom where my mom was. "You can take your bandages off if you want." I smiled and took them off, throwing them in the trash. I looked at the tattoos and noticed Uncle Zayn had put other little details on it.

"I love it." She looked and smiled. I ran to their room and showed my dad and Logan.

"Cool." Logan grabbed my arm and studied them closely. "Check out mine." I looked at the big tattoo on his arm and smiled.

"That's awesome. I'm going back to my room. I don't want to miss my movie!" I ran back to my room and Greyson smiled up at me. "Sorry. I was showing my dad and Logan my tattoos."

"Can I see?" I sat on the bed and held out my arms. He chuckled, "You are always smiling." I giggled and picked up an Oreo. I took a bite and laid my head on his shoulder. He took the other half of my cookie and I looked up at him.

"Hey! That was mine!" I whined and he pecked my pouty lips. He grabbed another cookie and fed it to me. "You took my cookie."

"Not yet I haven't." He winked at me. My eyes widened and he chuckled. I playfully shoved him and giggled.

"So naughty." He smirked and pulled me in his lap. His eyes flickered between my eyes and my lips. "Just kiss me already." He pressed his lips to mine and I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing back. He traced my lip and I granted him access, our tongues battling for dominance.

I shifted, straddling him and his hands rested on my hips. Struggling to control my hormones, I tugged at the hem of his t-shirt. He pulled away breathing heavily and attached his lips to my neck. I tilted my head a little, my fingers tangling in his hair. One hand slid up his shirt, the other still in tangled in his hair. He reattached his lips to mine, his tongue immediately slipping in my mouth. My hand ran across his perfectly toned torso and his slid down to my bum.