I stood up walking into hollands room. stopping quickly.
"you and I have a thing for walking in on each other without any clothes on", holland laughed walking over to her suitcase, still in her underwear
I gulped as holland bent over.
"is there something you need sweetheart?", holland asked turning around
"um no, I mean yes.. um I.. I... you.. I mean..", I stutter
"Sarah, speak", she said stepping forward
"what time are we leaving?", I swallowed
"at 6, so we have about an hour and a bit to get ready. Go have a shower, and get changed", she smiled
I nodded walking back into the room, leaning against the door once I closed it.
--
"everything okay in here?", holland asked walking through the door "you kept making frustrated noises"
"I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing", I laughed looking down at the makeup
"let me help you", holland smiled sitting next to me "you don't need much anyway", she said picking up a brush
holland leant forward, quite close, looking at my face, studying it. She looked up, brushing my hair behind my ears before starting to apply some blush
"close your eyes", holland mumbled through concentration
I didn't exactly know what she was doing. Holland pulled away for a second, so I opened my eyes
"close", she said once again before blowing lightly on my lids, sending shivers down my spine
"wow", I remarked looking in the mirror
"back this way", holland was holding mascara "okay I need you to keep your eyes open but look down"
I did what she said, only to receive laughter in return
"no like, I need your lashes more down", she smiled "look just below my necklace", she muttered before stroking the brush against my lashes
"all done?", I asked as she put the mascara down
"almost, look at me, head up"
she held up chin in her hand pulling me closer
"part your lips slightly", she whispered
holland began to paint the lipstick, gazing at my lips intently.
there was a moment when she pulled away the makeup, holland looked at me, and I looked at her. My eyes unconsciously traveled down to view her lips, our face only inches apart
"you should get dressed", holland said lowly. she paused before standing up, hurrying out of the room
'what was that'
"well don't you just look dazzling, let's go", holland picked up her purse, opening the door for us.
--
the car ride was silent, my eyes kept being drawn to look at her, but I didn't know why.
rain had started to fall, as the city was lit.
normally in situations like this I would be glued to the window, but the way that the lights kept brushing against hollands face, the way she so delicately gripped the steering wheel, the way her hair fell around her neck, the way she was simply beautiful kept me occupied from looking elsewhere.
