All Grown Up

50

Weeks Later

Peyton's POV

"Please?" I played with his fingers.

"No. I told you I'm not letting you pay for anything." He pulled me closer. "I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled, my head on his shoulder. "I still think I should help pay-" He kissed me, cutting off my sentence. I smiled into the kiss, my arms snaking around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close. I pulled away, smiling. "Fine. Let's go back home."

"Okay." I jumped on his back. He stumbled a bit.

"Am I heavy?" I bit my lip. He shook his head, walking to the car. We got in and I laid my head against the seat. Greyson grabbed my hand.

"Peyton." I looked at him. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He stared at me blankly. "I'm fine." I plastered a fake smile on my lips. He drove back home.

We got back and went inside. "What's wrong?" I shook my head, walking in my bedroom. "Pey. I know you're lying. You're quiet when you're upset." I held back the tears. Greyson walked in and kneeled in front of me. "Baby girl." He grabbed my hands.

"I'm insecure. I don't like how my body is, what I look or sound like and I especially don't like my weight." I looked down, a tear slipping down my cheek. "I jumped on your back and you stumbled-"

"You caught me offguard." I bit my lip. "Peyton Hazel Payne, you are not fat. You're beautiful." He cupped my cheeks. "I love you." He sat beside me, pulling me in his lap. Tears flowed down my cheeks. "Stop crying love." He wiped my tears. He pecked my lips, "I don't like seeing you cry."

"I don't like crying." I giggled softly and sniffled. "But everyone does it once in a while. Thank you Greyson."

"No problem love. I love you beautiful."

"I love you too." I kissed him. He chuckled, pulling away. "What? Just practicing for the wedding." I giggled softly.

"Well that's mainly directed towards me so I'm going to do it a bit different." I cocked an eyebrow. "Maybe like this." He kissed me, forcing his tongue in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his tongue exploring my mouth. The kiss very got heated, me straddling him. He laid back on the bed, his hands on my hips. My fingers tangling in his blonde hair.

I pulled away, "Save that for later." I winked. "I have to go do something. I'll be back later." He nodded. I pecked his lips, getting up. I grabbed my keys, walking out.

"Love you!"

"I love you too!" I walked out the door, running to my car. I got in and drove off. I drove to Liz's house. I got out and knocked on the door. The door opened to reveal Rosie. "Hey Rosie!"

"Hi!" She chirped. I walked in and sat down. "Mom's upstairs on the phone right now."

"Okay. What're you watching?" She looked up from the laptop.

"Past X-Factor auditions." She moved beside me. "I'm up to 2011." We watched videos for a while.

"Hello Peyton." I turned and looked at Liz.

"Hi." I got up and hugged her.

"Shouldn't you be with Greyson?" I shrugged.

"I should but I wanted to ask you about helping me make him a birthday cake." She nodded.

"Of course." I smiled and hugged her again.

"Thank you so much." She chuckled.

"Come on. Let's get started."