The Wild Ride

On Thanksgiving Day, Zack and Peyton spent the day with Lincoln and their parents. Their flight to Italy was early the next morning, so when it was time for Lincoln to go to bed Peyton’s parents took him home with them, but only after his parents smothered him with hugs and kisses. Once they made sure their suitcases were packed and everything was ready to go, the Bakers made their way over to Matt and Val’s house to say their goodbyes to their group of friends. Brian has talked them into staying for a drink, which turned into Peyton and Brian drinking an entire bottle of Jack and singing Christmas Carols at a very loud volume.

At 8:45 the next morning, Peyton was sitting in a first class seat beside her husband, her hair in a mess on top of her head and a pair of sunglasses covering her eyes. Zack was bright eyed and cheerful, bouncing his knee anxiously. “Zachary if you do not stop bouncing your leg I’m going to puke all over you.” Peyton groaned, picking her head off her husband’s shoulder and leaning it back against the seat. “I told you Johnny was a bad influence. You didn’t listen, now you have to spend 13 hours on a plane with a hangover.” He chuckled, rubbing her thigh. “You need something? Tylenol? Hair of the dog?” “Oh god. Don’t even talk about it. I’m never hanging out with Johnny again.” She whined, which made her husband laugh. “You say that every time he gets you wasted.” “Shut up, asshole. Your laugh hurts me.” She said with a chuckle. Finally it was time for takeoff, and once the plane was in the air and the stewardess brought Peyton a Coke and four ibuprofen, she laid her seat back and slept the entire five hours it took to get from L.A. to New York, and once their plane from New York to Venice took off, she laid her head on Zack’s shoulder and went right to sleep.

By the time their flight had landed, Peyton’s hangover was gone and she was bouncing in her seat. Going to Italy had always been a dream for her. She knew Zack and the guys had been a few times, but she was never able to go because of her college classes and of course, Jason. The nine hour time difference would definitely be something she had to get used to, seeing as how it was almost 10 the next morning when they landed. “You ready for an adventure, babe?” Zack asked with a smile. Peyton nodded eagerly and followed her husband off the airplane.

For the next week, Zack and Peyton ate their weight in Italian food, went on romantic Gondola rides, and explored Venice together. They took advantage of their alone time and spent an entire day in bed, living off room service. It was their last night in Italy, and Zack went all out. They went to the best restaurant in Venice, and Peyton wore her favorite dress. As the door to their hotel room shut, Zack’s mouth was on hers.

A while later, they were laying in bed. Peyton’s head on Zack’s chest, Zack was playing with her hair lazily. “Zee this has been the best week. Thank you so much for making it happen.” Peyton said quietly. “Baby, you don’t have to thank me. You deserve the world. I’m just glad I could experience Italy with you. You know, every time we would tour in Europe I thought of you constantly, and tell everyone how much you’d love it here.” He replied. “You were right about that. I absolutely love it. It’s so beautiful here, but I’m ready to go home. I miss our little monster.” She said with a chuckle. “Do you think he’s terrorizing Pinkly tonight, or do you think Brian has already thrown in the towel and took him over to your mom’s?” Zack laughed loudly before replying, “Who the hell knows with Brian. He’s probably half drunk playing dinosaurs while Linc is napping or something.” “Yeah you’re probably right. Mich is probably doing all the work while Bri plays.” Peyton said with a chuckle. The couple talked a little while longer before they drifted off to sleep, eager to begin their flight home to see their little boy.

Notes

Guys, I am so sorry it has taken me so long to update. The past six months of my life have been a nightmare. My stepmom lost her battle with lung cancer on Jan. 22, and I’m still feeling so lost. I hope you guys will stick around because I have a lot of ideas for this story. Thanks for reading, I promise it won’t be months before I update again.