𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐑 | P.M.

xxiii.

payton's live started and in less than a minute there were people already commenting on it things like 'hiii pay!' or 'babyyy'. he just smiled at the comments and played with his hands while trying to think how would he start it.

he sat on his hotel bed and put his phone in front of him –in chase's bed–, using a couple of stupid things to form a tripod. then he smiled widely and clapped his hands before greeting everyone that was watching the live.

"well, hi, " he said between little giggles. "uhm, so, I'm here to clarify some tea that has been going on insta and twitter and pretty much everywhere about me and... anae, whom I'm sure you already know who she is."

he took a deep breath and scratched his head a little.

"we met through the number neighbor thing and in a couple of days i already felt butterflies when looking at her, so... i think that summarizes everything up... i liked her and i told her about it, but she didn't notice i was serious until a couple of days back which is when we, indeed, started dating."

from that moment and on, all comments on his live turned to be aggressive comments toward anae and her relationship with payton. he took his phone and read all of them quickly while frowning.

"yo? what?" he asked, concerned. "yo, you guys are serious about this? there's no need to insult— "

he swallowed saliva and sighed.

"well, I'm the happiest man in the world when I'm with her and won't let anybody ruin it, so i don't care about your insults, but that really says a lot about all of you. i really didn't expect any of this shit, " he started, firmly.

he took the phone again and put it closer to his face.

"i love her, y'all, " he smiled and waved goodbye. "that's all i wanted to say today."

and then he kissed the camera before ending the live stream.

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SUCH. A. BABY. payton moormeier is baby you can't hurt him HE IS BABY :( it is 🥺 time