All Grown Up

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Greyson's POV

I felt Peyton move and groaned. My head was pounding. I squint from the sunlight and looked at Peyton. "No more alcohol."

"Could you please be quieter?" She opened her eyes, closing them again. "Fucking sun." I got up, dizzily walking to the window and closing the blinds. "Thank you. Can you look in my bag and get that bottle of pain killers?" I grabbed the bottle and heard a snicker.

"What?" I gave them to her and picked up my phone.

"Turn around." I did as told and heard a camera click. She gave me her phone and I saw long, deep scratches on my back. I looked down, seeing them on my chest and arms. They weren't as bad as the ones on my back. "Sorry baby. But seriously, what happened last night?" She looked at me and I smirked.

"I was still drunk but not as much as you so I remember some stuff."

"All I remember is Tiffany hitting on me before we left the club and then we started drinking when we got back." I chuckled. "You could've told me she was bisexual. She stared at me the whole night."

"So did I. You looked pretty sexy last night. You looked even sexier when we got back." I nuzzled my face in her neck, pecking one of her love bites lightly making her wince. "You got a little freaky too."

"Which probably explains why I'm in so much pain."

"No that was me. 19 years, 19 orgasms." I chuckled. I got up and put my boxers on. "Come here." I picked her up bridal style and carried her to the main room. I sat down with her in my lap. She turned on the TV, laying her head on my shoulder.

Logan's POV

"Babe?" I got up and ran to Jade's room. We were currently at her flat. "Look." She showed me the article about Peyton and I chuckled.

"I'm going to call her." I FaceTimed her and she answered. Her hair was disheveled, there were love bites all over her neck and all she was wearing was a silk robe.

"You called?" She smiled.

"Someone had too much fun last night." She smirked. "How was the club?"

"Fun. I got fucked up twice but I'm fine." She giggled.

"Technically 3 times." I heard Greyson's voice.

"Tell her I'd like to be the godmother." I chuckled, looking at Jade.

"I heard that. NO BABIES! Not yet at least. Hi Jade." She smiled, looking at something.

"Hey! How much did you drink?"

"I lost count. Plenty of shots and drinks at the club, sobered up a bit, then Greyson and I drank two bottles of vodka." She rubbed her head. "The night is a haze."

"Was it flavored vodka?" She nodded. "What flavor?"

"Watermelon and Birthday Cake. Good separate but perfect together." She giggled shrugging. She lost connection for a moment before the video came back in. "Sorry. I was texting mom."

"What for?" I wrapped my arm around Jade.

"Clothes."

"You're going to be waiting for a while. Her and dad are asleep. Aubrey got sick last night so they were up late taking care of her."

"Fuck. Well can you go get me some shorts and a tank top or something?" I nodded. "We're in the Penthouse Suite in One Aldwych."

"Okay. See you in a few." I hung up. "You want to come too?"

"Yeah." We got up and left. I pulled up to my house and we ran in. I grabbed some shorts for Greyson from my room and followed Jade.

"That was fast." She shrugged, smiling.

Peyton's POV

Jade and Logan walked in with their eyes covered. "We're decent." I giggled.

"Just cautious. Didn't know if you two were fucking again." Jade tossed me an outfit.

"Thanks." Logan gave Greyson some shorts. "And no. I can't take anymore right now. I'm just starting to get my balance back." I got up and walked in the room, my limbs screaming from pain. I put on my undergarments and changed into the shorts and crop top. I combed my hair before putting the beanie on.

"Did you have fun last night?" Logan pulled Jade in his lap.

"Yeah. Greyson let his ex girlfriend hit on me." I glared playfully.

"You got revenge! My back hurts!" I blushed.

"Anything you want to tell us Peyton?" I shook my head, blushing deeply. "What did you do?"

"Noth-"

"If you don't tell them I'll show them." My eyes widened.

"Okay! Fine! I may have left some small scratches on his back." I muttered, looking down.

"Small? I don't think this is small." He pulled his shirt off and turned.

"Damn! Peyton are you trying to perform surgery?" They laughed, me looking down. I bit my lip, running to the balcony. I sat there looking at the road beneath me.

"Babe?" I looked at Greyson and looked back down. "Pey, what's wrong?"

"Normally I can take the teasing but that wasn't funny." He sat down beside me, grabbing my hand.

"I'm sorry. I was joking. I didn't think it'd hurt you." I looked at our hands. "I love you. I would never want to hurt you." He turned my head, "I'm sorry." He wiped a tear that I didn't realize was on my cheek.

"It's okay." I smiled, intertwining our fingers. "I love you too." He smiled, pecking my cheek. "You should really get home and spend some time with Liz and Rosie. They really misses you, especially Rosie. You only have a few more hours until you leave."

"But I want to spend time with you too." I smiled. "But you're right."

"Yep. And I need quality time with my siblings too. Poor little Aubrey has my parents running on fumes." I pecked his lips. "But I promise I'll be there to say goodbye."

"Okay. Just remember I'm leaving at 8." I nodded and got up. He got up and pulled me close. I smiled, wrapping his arms around me with my back to his chest, eyes closed. He pressed his lips to my temple.

"Come on." We went back inside.

"Pey. We're so sorry." Logan jumped up pulling me in his arms.

"It's fine." I smiled, hugging my brother. "I'm going home. Are you two going back to Jade's?" They nodded.

"Speaking of which, I'm moving in with her while I'm in school." They smiled at each other. I walked into the bedroom and picked up the scattered clothes from last night. I put our clothes in my bag and felt muscular arms wrap around me.

"Can I get my good morning kiss?" I turned to face him. I stood on my toes, pressing my lips to his. His arms wrapped around me tighter, pulling me close. My arms made their way around his neck. I mindlessly played with the hairs at the nape of his neck, our lips moving in sync. He traced my lip and I granted him access. His tongue explored my mouth. I pulled away, breathless. "You still taste like vodka." He chuckled, pecking my lips.

"I drank much more than you. You took two drinks and waited like an hour before you got another."

"I did not! At least I wasn't throwing back shots and drinking cocktail after cocktail." I rolled my eyes.

"I could. It was my birthday. But I know I sparked your attention a few times." I smirked, wiggling out of his grasp. He grabbed my arm, pulling me into his grasp.

"Of course you did. A sexy beautiful girl like yourself has already got my attention. Those outfits last night made you my main priority." His hands rested on my hips, slowly creeping to my bum. "Especially here." He gently squeezed my bum.

"Calm yourself. My body can not take anymore loving. I'm tired from last night." He chuckled, pecking my neck, me wincing. "What the hell?" I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Love bites were scattered all over my neck. I touched one lightly, pain shooting through my neck.

I looked at Greyson who was leaning in the door frame. "Seems like we both went crazy last night."