All Grown Up

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Greyson's POV

I helped a shocked Peyton climb off the table. "Early labour?" She gulped.

"Yes. My two baby girls." She looked up at me. "I get two beautiful baby girls and a beautiful fiancé." She smiled. "Where do you want to go?"

"To sleep." I chuckled. We got in the car and went back home. "Two more months." I smiled, my hand on her stomach. We got home and she laid on the couch. "Cuddle?" I smiled. I picked her up and we laid on the couch. I wrapped my arms around her. My hand rubbed her baby bump softly and I felt little thumps.

"Hi princess." I chuckled feeling more thumps.

"We still need names." Peyton looked up at me. I pecked her lips. Someone knocked on the door. "It's open." My mom walked in. "Hi."

"Hello love. How are you?" Peyton sat up and got up. I got up and hugged my mom.

"We're good. Can't wait to have my babies. We're having twin girls." I smiled.

"And I will spoil them both." I smiled proudly. Peyton rolled her eyes. "What? They're mine too."

"I know but I want to spoil one." She pouted.

"Okay fine." I smiled, pecking her lips.

"You two are just adorable." I smiled at my mom. "What gender?"

"Girls." My smile widened. "She wanted a boy though."

"Be glad you got girls. Greyson was a handful and a baby." My mom smirked.

"Hey!" I whined. I hugged my mom. "It's because I'm a mommy's boy. You spoiled me so it's your fault." I chuckled, kissing her cheek. Peyton took a picture of us.

"Awe." She smiled. She showed us and I smiled.

"I should get going. I have to go get Rosie." I nodded, letting her go. She left and I followed Peyton upstairs with the bags. I opened the box with the crib and started pulling pieces out.

"I want to help!" I looked back at her. I shook my head and looked at the white pieces and screws scattered on the floor. "Why not?"

"I don't want you to get hurt. You can help me paint the nursery though." I smiled, pecking her lips. She smiled.

"Let's do that first! Then you can put this together while the paint dries." I nodded and she grabbed my hand, dragging me down the hall.

Peyton's POV

The walls were a boring shade of tan and we decided to paint them. We bought chalkboard paint, black paint, and white paint. "We can do two chalkboard and two white?" I looked up at him and he nodded. He opened the cans and we started painting one wall white.

"Babe." Greyson looked at me and I flicked my paintbrush at him, spattering white paint all over him. I giggled and he grabbed a towel, wiping paint off his face. He dipped his hands in the can and my eyes widened. I backed away from him. He chuckled, wrapping his arms around me, paint dripping from his hands. He kissed me and grabbed my ass, me gasping. He chuckled and let me go.

"Grey!" I looked at the white handprints on the back of my oversized t-shirt. "Now I have to change!" I took off the t-shirt, leaving me in a sports bra and my spandex shorts. I pulled my hair up again and Greyson kissed my tummy. We started painting again and finished the wall. I fixed my bandana as Greyson opened the cans of chalkboard paint.

We walked out of the nursery and I helped Greyson carry everything. We put the cribs in with the dressers. Since he wouldn't let me do much, I put little toys and things everyone had gotten them in the corner and used the chalk Liz brought us to decorate the walls. We sat against the wall, cuddled up. Two walls were white, with black paint splatters and two were chalkboard.

"What about Jayden?" I looked up at him. I felt a hard kick and groaned. "Yeah she likes that name."

"Jayden and Jaylen?" He smiled down at me. I nodded and got up. I wrote 'Jaylen' on one wall in cursive with a heart beside it and smiled. I turned and Greyson had just written 'Jayden' on the opposite wall. I smiled. "Great minds think alike."

"I love you." I put the chalk down and walked over to him.

"I love you too." He pecked my lips softly. "And I love you both too." He leaned down and kissed my belly.

"I can't wait." I smiled widely. He chuckled and kissed me softly. I smiled into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"She's already pregnant mate." I pulled away and looked at Logan. "Nice room." I smiled and walked over to my brother. He hugged me and I nuzzled my face in his neck.

"Hi." I giggled.

"Hey. Mom and dad are downstairs." I nodded and let him go. "Hey Greyson."

"Hey mate." Logan chuckled and walked downstairs.

"Sissy!" Aubrey ran in, laughing and I smiled.

"Hi there cutie."

"Momma." She pointed to the door. She ran back out and I heard a thud followed by little giggles. I smiled and grabbed Greyson's hand. He intertwined our fingers and we walked out. We walked downstairs to see my parents smiling at Aubrey. "Dada." She waddled over to my dad.

"She's a cutie." They looked at me and I smiled. "Good luck dad."

"You need it more. You're having twins. How are they?"

"Your grand daughters are fine." I smiled. "We just finished the nursery."

"Is it as creative as you said it'd be?" I looked at my mom and nodded. "Can I see it?" I nodded and grabbed her hand. We walked upstairs and I turned on the lights. The soft glow of the mini chandelier illuminated the room and my mom smiled. "This is creative."

"Yeah. I didn't want basic. We came up with the splatters because of a paint war." I giggled.

"That explains the handprints on your bum." I turned to my dad, blushing.

"Um yeah." He chuckled and hugged me.

"Jayden and Jaylen?" I nodded.

"I know which one is which when I call them." I put my hand on my stomach, "Jayden kicks when I say her name." I felt a soft thump. I smiled, putting my mom's hand where Jayden kicked.

"That's adorable."

"Jaylen kicks when she hears music." My mom hummed a soft tune and the baby girl kicked softly. "I might go into labour early."