Lipstick || l.s

eleven

(Harry and Louis' outfit is on top or on the side)

Harry's POV

"Hey you should come with us!" I said to Louis.

I thought it was great idea at first because honestly, I had a great evening with him and I don't want it to stop. But his silence made me realize something. He already spent the night with me, maybe he doesn't want to hang out with me anymore.

"It's okay if you don't want to," I said since he was quiet.

"I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something." Louis answered. "I would love to go with you but would your sister mind?"

"I will ask when she comes down but I'm sure she won't mind. It's just we might be going to Sephora and other makeup stores," I said. "If you find it weird you don't have to-"

"Harry, I have a girlfriend. I don't mind going in the stores you like to go to," Louis said which made feel a little more relieved.

"Thanks Louis," I said smiling widely. I'm honestly really happy that Louis wants to come with us. I didn't want our time to end so soon.

When we both finished breakfast, Louis and I quickly washed the dishes and placed the plates and utensils on the rack nicely.

"Harry, I'm going to go home first so I can shower and dress much nicer than sweat pants," Louis said.

"That's true, you can come over when you are ready," I said.

Louis and I walk back upstairs and into my room. Louis makes sure that he had everything in his bag before he left my room.

"Lou, you are walking home with only your pajamas?" I questioned while looking and his blue and black plaid pajama pants.

"Yeah, I only live two streets from you, it's only going to take five minutes," Louis said. He puts on one of his hoodies and puts his vans on before he leaves.

"I'll be back in an hour," Louis said just before he steps out of the house.

"Alright, see you then." I said. I watch Louis until he reached the sidewalk. I give him one more wave before I close the door. There I see Gemma standing on the second last stair from the bottom.

"Was that Louis?" She asked.

"Yeah," I said smiling widely while staring at the ground.

"Aw, I wish I met him before he left," she said pouting.

"Oh yeah, I invited him to come with us to the mall. I hope you don't mind. I promise he's nice."

"Yeah that's completely fine with me Harry," she said before she walks down the stairs and pinches my cheeks. She walks into the kitchen and immediately turns boils some water through the kettle.

"So, how was your sleep over with him last night?" She asked while grabbing some bread and putting it in the toaster.

"It was fun, I made him dinner, then we watched a movie, then I did his makeup-"

"He was okay with that?" She questioned.

"Yeah, he was just really curious on how makeup feels on his face. I didn't do much, I just applied some mascara, eyeliner, eyeshadow and lipstick," I said.

"Did he like it?"

"All he said was that he felt weird but he actually looked good," I said blushing at the thought of Louis in the makeup I applied on him last night.

"Why are you getting all flustered now?" Gemma said teasingly while poking my dimple.

"Shut up," I said trying look serious but I couldn't stop smiling.