All Grown Up

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1 Month Later

Peyton's POV

I trudged in my flat, tossing my keys on the table. I sat on the couch and pulled my text books out. I started on my AP Calculus homework, grumpily. Even to this very day, maths was not my strong suit.

After two hours of avoiding my maths, I pulled the book from my bag again. Just as I was about to start, there was a knock on my door. Who the hell would be knocking on my door at 1 am? I got up and opened the door. "Hi."

"Hey. I missed you." I hugged Greyson tightly.

"I missed you too." He kissed me softly. I smiled into the kiss, pulling him closer. He pulled away, smiling.

"You're just in time." I led him over to the couch. "Would you mind helping me?"

"Sure." He sat beside me.

We spent an hour trying to decipher my homework. "I can't do this!" I groaned. "It's already 2:30, let's go to sleep. I'll just fail my exam."

"No. I promise you can do this. Let me try something." I looked at him. "For each question you get right, you get one of these." He pecked my lips.

"Fine." I looked at the book and did the work.

35 kisses and 2 hours later, Greyson was hovering me, his tongue exploring my mouth. My homework was completed. I pulled away from him, panting. "I still get butterflies." I whispered, breathlessly.

"So do I baby girl. I love you." He smiled at me, his lips swollen.

"I love you too. Which is why I want to change the wedding date." He got off me, both of us sitting up. "Instead, I want to wait until after our second year."

"That sounds great." He smiled, pulling me in his lap. I laid my head on his chest. I listened to his heartbeat, yawning. He picked me up, carrying me to my bedroom. He laid me on the bed and stripped down to his boxers. He laid beside me, pulling me close. "Goodnight love."

"Goodnight." I smiled, falling asleep on his chest.

Next Morning

I woke up, Greyson's arms around me tightly. "Babe." I poked the tattoo on his bicep. He didn't move. "Grey. Babe wake up." He pulled me closer, groaning. "Grey I wanna break up." His eyes flew open and he fell off the edge of the bed.

"What?!" He got up and sat on the bed. "Why? Was it me?"

"Calm down babe. I was joking. I'd be stupid to break up with you." I smiled, pecking his lips.

"Not a very funny joke." He rolled his eyes, getting up. "What's up?"

"I don't have any classes today." I smiled.

"So we can go back to sleep?" He laid beside me.

"No. Get your lazy arse up." I shook him. "You just got here and want to sleep on the day I have no classes." He covered his face with a pillow and I straddled his hips. "How did you even find me?"

"Logan gave me your address." His deep voice muffled by the pillow. I moved it, his hands on my thighs.

"What will get you out of bed?" I traced random shapes on his torso. He looked at me with a smirk. I rolled my eyes, climbing off him. "I'm going to go take a shower." I took off my sweatshirt leaving me in my leggings. I took off my leggings and grabbed clean clothes. I walked out going into the bathroom.

I heard Greyson's footsteps behind me. He grabbed my bum. "No."

"Why?" He whined. "The shower's the only place we haven't done anything." He grabbed my hips, kissing my neck. "We snogged in a janitor's closet, the school library, your room, my room, my uncle's yacht, and I'm probably forgetting some places." He kissed behind my ear, "And we've fucked in my room, and 2 hotel rooms. Please?" He nibbled on my ear lightly, grinding his crotch against my bum.