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#166: You Find Lipstick Stains That Aren't Yours

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Harry:  You and Harry were on your way to the after party of an award show that you both had attended. One direction did great, winning every award they were nominated for, just as you predicted they would. The car stopped and the driver let you know that you’d made it to the after party. “Oh wait, babe you’ve got some lipstick on your cheek” you giggled, stopping Harry from getting out of the car. “Oh (Y/N), you need to get some new lipstick that won’t come off on me” Harry whined. “Sorry-” you stopped talking when you started to wipe the lipstick away, noticing that the lipstick was red. You never wore red lipstick. It was too bold and you didn’t like the way it looked on you. “Harry. Is this from me?” You asked, already knowing the answer. “Yeah, I mean who else would it be?” He said. “Harry. Stop I know it’s not mine, I never wear red. So tell me what actually happened” You said, crossing your arms. “Ok, I’m sorry. I know it’s not yours, it’s just I didn’t wanna cause drama and I don’t want you to freak out or-” “who’s. Is. It.” You said annoyed by the way Harry wasn’t answering the question. “Taylor swift” he finally said. You were shocked. “It wasn’t like a big deal just I saw her backstage and I congratulated her on her award and she thanked me and kissed my cheek. That’s all that happened I swear” Harry claimed. “Ugh, she’s probably trying to make some kind of move on you.” You pouted. “Well even if she was, I don’t care, the only lipstick print I want is yours” he said before pecking your lips. You smiled. “Okay, let’s go dance then” you told him, ready for the after party.

Niall:  You weren’t sure, you couldn’t see Niall’s face very well in the dim light. But if this mark on his face was what you thought it was, Niall was about to be in big trouble. Your eyes were fixed on Niall’s cheek, where you could have sworn you saw a print of pink lipstick. Your prediction was confirmed when Niall turned his face toward you with a smile. He opened his mouth to say something to you, but as he saw the upset look on your face, he closed his mouth. “Niall…is- is that lipstick on your cheek?” You asked. “Uh…lipstick?” He stuttered, trying to wipe it off with his hand. You kept quiet but raised a suspicious eyebrow. “Oh wait yes I remember. It was a fan.” He said. “A fan?” “Yeah I met her on the way out of the studio. She was maybe 11, and for some reason she was wearing very dramatic makeup” Niall explained. You laughed slightly, “well I’m sure she wanted to look her best when meeting you” you told him. “I guess…you’re not mad are you?” He wondered. “No babe, not if she was an 11 year old fan. But if I find any more prints that are anywhere else on your body, I’m gonna have to have a word with these fans of yours” you said to him.

Liam:  “Hey you have something on your neck mate. It looks like lipstick” Louis noticed. Liam’s faced turned pink as he blushed of embarrassment. “I know what that means” Niall said wiggling his eyebrows and looking back and forth between you and Liam, as you two were sitting next to each other on the couch. “Because I think that’s a love bite right next to the lipstick” he continued to tease. “Nice work (Y/N)!” Louis laughed, but all you wanted to do was cry. You were on your period, so you and Liam certainly didn’t have sex, you’d never given Liam a love bite before, and you weren’t wearing lipstick today. All you knew is that Liam went out “shopping” for a few hours this afternoon. And here you were at 10 pm finally putting all the pieces together. After about a half an hour later Louis and Niall, who had come over to hang out with you and Liam, left and went home. “I think I deserve an explanation” you muttered after turning off the volume on the tv. “Of what?” He asked, playing dumb. You gave a look that said, I’m not in the mood for your shit. “About why the hell you have a hickey and a lipstick print that’s not mine” you said crossing your arms. For some reason you were expecting some kind of big explanation that would fix everything and prove Liam to be innocent, then you would hug him and say how sorry you were for accusing him. But unfortunately, that’s not what you got. “Well I accidentally cut myself shaving, and the lipstick has to be yours, didn’t you kiss me today?” He said. “I kissed your lips, not anywhere close to your neck, and I’m not even wearing lipstick today asshole. And since when is your razor shaped like a girls mouth? And who even shaves the side of their neck?” You questioned angrily. Liam couldn’t look you in the eyes. “Okay well, since you pretty much confirmed that you cheated on me, I’m gonna need you to leave, now.” You told him. “(Y/N) you can’t do that. I live here too.” He said. “Yeah maybe but I lived here first, and the thought of you makes me sick, so unless you want me vomiting on you, I recommend that you leave.” You stated. “(Y/N) you’re being dramatic-” he started. So you got up to where the door was and opened it for him. “FUCKING LEAVE, LIAM.” You yelled, then he finally listened.

Louis:  “Louis…why do you have lipstick on your face?” You asked laughing at how the coral shade popped against his slightly tanned skin. “Oh no, I should have stopped her from kissing me.” He laughed as he started to wipe it away. You gave him a puzzled look considering you had no idea what he was talking about.”I had breakfast with my mom this morning, remember?” He asked. You nodded. “She was wearing a bright lipstick and she kissed my cheek” he explained. “Oh that makes more sense” you laughed, not doubting your boyfriend for a second.

Zayn: “Yeah and then I told Jamie that she should-” you stopped mid sentence when you thought you saw a bit of lipstick on Zayns neck. It didn’t look like a lip print and it was slightly smudged around. “What’s wrong?” Zayn wondered. “Did someone else kiss you?” You had to ask. “What? no (Y/N) .” Zayn said, he looked surprised that you would even suggest that. “Well why do you have lipstick on your neck?” You asked calmly. “Uh…I….it’s not what you think I swear…” He said. “Okay well what is it then? Just tell me.” You said, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. “Babe please don’t cry…I didn’t wanna tell you this but today I went to the MAC store and I bought some lipstick for you. I tested some of them on my hand and it must have rubbed off on me through the day…It was supposed to be a birthday surprise, but I couldn’t stand the thought of you thinking that I would cheat” he said, finally spilling everything. “Oh my gosh I’m sorry Zayn, I just I didn’t know and I-” “it’s okay (Y/N), as long as you know that I love you and is never do that to you” he said kissing your forehead. “I love you so much Zayn.”