Long Live (Sequel to Payton Swift)

Chapter 26

// August 26, 2015 //

- Payton -

I was given a day off between 1D's Milwaukee and Cleveland shows. I flew back to Los Angeles so I could see Taylor's last LA show with Zayn. I had flown in right after the concert yesterday and would be flying to Cleveland tonight after Taylor's concert, so Zayn and I were trying to do as much as possible in the amount of time we had.

Which meant we had plans to do absolutely nothing and I'd never been happier. Even though I wasn't the one performing every night, tour was still exhausting and I was glad to have a day where people weren't depending on me and where my schedule was pretty much free.

"Why are you so far away?" Zayn asks, pulling me closer to him. I smile and turn to face him, studying the sleepy features of my beautiful boyfriend.

"I love waking up next to you," I tell him, the smile on his face making me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. Zayn nuzzles his head in the crook my neck, his stubble tickling me. I then feel Zayn lightly press his lips on my skin, something I missed in the week and a bit I've spent away from him... I'm so lame, I know. As he repeats the action, I tilt my head back to give him more space.

"I missed you. I missed you so much," Zayn says, kissing my lips quickly before kissing all over my face.

"I missed you too! I didn't know you were such a softie, Z," I laugh and he just looks at me with a smirk on his face before placing a kiss right under where my jaw connects.

"Right now I'm not," rasps Zayn in my ear, his hands slowly going down my sides and stopping at my hips, giving them a quick but rough squeeze. A moan escapes my throat and I pull Zayn closer to me, pressing my lips to his in a hungrily manner. Zayn kisses me back the same way I kissed him and I feel pressure building in my lower abdomen. As Zayn starts roughly grinding against me, the phone rings. "Let it ring, baby. It's just us right now."

I listen to him and don't move from my spot, knowing I would soon be rewarded. Zayn adjusts himself so that he's now straddling my waist and then reattaches his lips with mine, starting with a loving kiss and quickly turning it into a heated make-out.

"Someone's eager," I whisper, giggling as I watch blush creep onto his face. Feeling a little bad, I cup his face in my hands and kiss him.

"Why do you do me like this babe?" Zayn whines in between kisses. I smile and kiss down his neck, noticing his eyes flutter close and his teeth graze his bottom lip when I linger in a certain spot. I pull away and move out from under him. "Fucking tease," he mumbles, laying down beside me again. I cuddle up beside him and kiss his cheek, getting touchy-feely because I feel bad for making fun of him.

"How about I make you breakfast?" I ask him and his eyes light up. "I'll take that as a yes," I say, laughing as I kiss his cheek again and get out of bed.

"I love you!" he calls out as I leave the room.

"I love you too, Zayn!"

***

"TAYLOR!" I yell happily as I see her backstage. I took her by surprise, but once she realized it was me she came running over.

"Payton, how are you? I missed you so much," Taylor says to me, as I wrap my arms around her in a tight hug. "I need to bring you back on tour with me. Whatever One Direction's paying you, I'll pay double," she jokes, squeezing me quickly before letting go of me and giving Zayn a hug. They exchange greetings and then the three of us each take a seat, Taylor and I on the couch while Zayn sits near us in a comfy-looking chair.

"You know I would love to be on tour with you, Taylor but I'm on contract with One Direction until the end of this year," I remind her and she pouts like a five year old, which makes everyone in the room laugh.