Back Where I Belong

Chapter 47

Zoey's pov

"Yes, I'm sure that I can handle it," Michael says, reaching for Connor.

I hesitate, "I don't know. He's still really little. Maybe I should just stay here with him."

Michael rolls his eyes, "Zoey, you've put off this girls day with Bryana and Charlotte long enough. I am a mature adult. I can handle babysitting my nephew."

"I could always call Peyton. Or Ashton," I say to myself, still unsure.

"Zoey!" Michael whines, "Peyton is in school and Ashton is writing. And you really trust them more than you trust me?"

I take a deep breath, "Fine. You can watch Connor. But please be careful with him. And Michael, I swear to God, if I come back home and his hair is any other color, I will kill you."

"Dammit Zoey. There goes all of my plans for the day," he says.

"I'll going to call Calum," I state, reaching for my phone.

"No!" Michael yells, snatching the phone from me, "I was only joking."

I sigh, "Fine. But I'm trusting you with my son. Please be careful with him."

Michael nods, happily taking the infant from my arms. I say goodbye to the two of them, then make my way outside, where the car was waiting for me.

"How's Connor doing?" Bryana asks as the three of us sit down at the table.

We decided to go to lunch at Outback, then go to the salon. Char and Bryana both want to get their nails done. I'm desperately in need of a new hair color.

"He's doing good. Although, I'm worried," I say, opening the menu.

"What? What's wrong with my baby?" Charlotte demands.

"Nothing. But Michael is babysitting," I inform them.

"I'm sure Connor will be just fine," Bryana says, looking like she was trying to convince herself. I nod.

"Why didn't Peyton just watch the? Isn't parenting a team effort?" Char questions.

"Yeah. But he's in school right now. He's actually at my old high school," I say.

"Damn. Are Natalia and Riley still there, being assholes?" She asks, frowning.

I nod, "Peyton told me that Natalia was being flirty with him the other day. And being rude about me. Then Riley was hanging around Natalia and asking about me."

"Do they know that you had Connor?" Bryana asks.

I shrug, "I have tweeted about him and put a picture or two up on Instagram. And Peyton mentioned him the other day. But I don't know if they actually payed attention to that."

The conversation dies off as our food is brought out to us. We waste no time before digging in.

"What color are you getting your nails painted?" Bryana asks Charlotte.

"I want hot pink finger nails with neon yellow polka dots. And dark blue toe nails with lime green polka dots," Charlotte answers. I grin. That sounded exactly like ym quirky best friend.

"What color are you dying your hair, Zoey?" Char asks, grabbing a strand of my blue, green, and purple hair.

"It's a surprise," I reply, grinnning.

"I hate it when you do that," Bryana states. I laugh.