All Grown Up

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Peyton's POV

I laid my head on Greyson's chest, playing with the hem of his t-shirt I was wearing. Greyson intertwined our fingers, kissing my cheek. I smiled looking up at him. His bedroom door opened and his mom looked at the room. "Please tell me you used protection."

I giggled and he nodded. "Yes. We used protection. I really don't have an excuse to not when you constantly put them in my wallet." He chuckled, getting up. He pulled up his sweatpants that were hanging dangerously low and hugged her.

"As much as I'd love to be a grandmother I'd rather be a little older than in my 30's when I get a grandchild. And Greyson I love you both but don't hug me after you just had sex with Peyton." She chuckled, pushing him off her.

"We took showers." Her eyes widened and I laughed.

"Separately!" I added and she sighed. "I wouldn't let him shower with me." He hugged her again, smiling.

"No hug from my future daughter in law?" I smiled and got up, hugging her. "How are you love?"

"I'm good and you?"

"I'm alright. Preparing to take Greyson to the airport." Greyson looked at her with a shocked expression.

"Are you really trying to get rid of me that quick?" He pouted and fake cried in my neck, wrapping his arms around me.

"Yes. Have you finished packing?" He shook his head and chuckled.

"I will." He pecked my neck, let me go and started picking up our clothes. She walked out and I followed her to the kitchen.

"Are you keeping me company while I cook?" She chuckled, pulling out pots and pans.

"I was hoping to help you." I washed my hands. "Where's Rosie?" I watched her pull out the ingredients for a salad and lasagne. I started chopping vegetables.

"She's at her friend's birthday party. She should be calling me soon." Greyson walked in, putting his hands on my hips.

"Don't sneak up on a female while she's cutting vegetables." He chuckled and kissed my cheek. "Can I help you?"

"Whatcha doing?" He rested his chin on my shoulder.

"Helping Liz cook." Her phone beeped and she pulled it out of her pocket.

"Greyson can you go get Rosie?" He nodded and pulled me with him.

"I was helping her!" He dragged me to his room and I put my shorts on under the shirt.

"I know but I want you to come with me." I smiled, exchanging his shirt for my flannel. "Let's go."

"She's at Lilly's house."

"Okay." We walked out and got in his car. I turned on the radio and looked for a good station. "Here." He gave me his phone and I plugged it in the auxiliary. I picked a song and looked out the window. Greyson grabbed my hand and a smile appeared on my face.

With You by Chris Brown came on and Greyson started to sing. I looked at him smiling.

Paige's POV

I looked at the sleeping infant laying on my sleeping son and smiled. "Babe?" I got up and ran upstairs. Liam pat the bed and I sat beside him.

"Yes?"

"I'm kind of worried about Logan. Ever since school let out, he's been acting different."

"I know. He smelled like smoke when he hugged me earlier." I bit my lip.

"It wasn't because of me. I stopped. Do you think he started smoking?" I shrugged, tears welling up in my eyes. "He's been a bit depressed ever since he broke up with Taylor. When I ask if he's okay he won't tell me."