Zoey's pov
"I'm going to go back to bed. Waking up at two in the morning screwed up my sleeping schedule," Charlotte tells me, walking towards her room in our suite. We also were sharing with Peyton. The boys had a connecting suite right next door.
"Hi Charlotte," Peyton greets, smiling as he walks out towards me. She waves, then disappears into her room. Peyton walks over and plops down on the couch beside me.
"Whatcha doing?" I ask, setting my notepad down.
Peyton stretches out across the couch, resting his head on my lap, "I'm tired and I want to sleep."
"Then go in your room and sleep," I giggle, running my fingers through his blue hair.
"But I want to snuggle you too," he whines. I bend down and kiss his forehead. He smiles, then sits up.
"Get up for a second," Peyton instructs. I give in and stand up. He pats the couch next to him, gesturing for me to lay down. I do. Peyton wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I smile and close my eyes, ready to sleep as well.
"Your hair smells really good," Peyton whispers into my hair.
I giggle, "Can you please stop smelling my hair so that I can go to bed? I'm tired and you're warm and snuggly." I scooting closer to him.
Peyton smiles at me, then reaches up and grabs a blanket off of the back of the couch. He wraps it around the twe of us, then puts his arms back around my torso.
"Let's go to sleep," he mutters, closing his eyes. I smile, then turn so that I'm facing him. I bury my face in the crook of his neck and wrap my arms around his torso.
I was almost fast asleep, when I hear Peyton mutter, "I love you so much, Zoey Irwin."
My heart melts as he kisses my temple. I grin to mysef, then let sleep over take me.
