You're Still The One// L.S.

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"So, it's named Blueygreens and it's a makeup kit. It has all that you need for a good makeup day."

With that, Louis ended the press meeting. Honestly, attending meetings was really stressful, but nevertheless, he liked doing what he did. As he exited the room with Liam, he was asked, "You really did have to name it that, right?" "I hope that's a rhetorical question because if not, you sure do need help, Payno," Louis said, winking.

"Well, are you expecting me to applaud you? I don't really wanna disappoint you, but you're not gonna be getting one. That was a pathetic joke." Liam said. "Okay, my broken heart and I will handle it all alone, don't you worry. How's the delivery process going? Did we get more online orders? Also, are the customers the same as always, or do we have new customers?" Louis asked.

After feeding Louis all the statistics, Liam decided to call his friend and check whether he had received his order. Once he had answered the call, Liam heard his friend say, "Payno, I'll send you pics in a while. I got it delivered, yeah... I'm just a bit busy right now. Talk to you later!"

Niall said everything so urgently, that he doubted Liam had understood any of that. But, at the moment, he was occupied with gift-wrapping the package. It sure was a gift, and he was sure Harry would like it.

When Harry returned home, he was surprised to see Niall waiting for him, quite eagerly. "Uhm, hello? Something special today?" He asked. He mentally checked boxes from his list of the possible occasions it could have been that day. According to his not-so-bad memory, it was no occasion that day.

"Why? Can I not come home early for any reason?" Niall asked, crossing his arms on his chest and fake-pouting. Harry rolled his eyes, "Shut up. I thought you were gonna meet Miss Cupcake today?" "That's at night. I'm going over to hers and I probably will spend the night there." Niall said, scrunching his nose.

"Mr Niall James Horan, are you getting laid?" Harry asked, clearly shocked. "What? Harry, we've not even kissed, so, sex is not even around the corner. Get your mind outta the filthy gutter!" Niall said. "Okay, so you're home because...?" Harry asked.

"Oh. I have a little something for you." Niall said. "What's that? Where is it?" Harry asked. "On your bed," Niall said and Harry rushed upstairs. Niall followed, with his phone camera recording the whole of this incident.

Harry read aloud whatever was written on the tiny, pink coloured card, which gave the wrapped gift a title.

"Harold, this gift is to celebrate YOU. Hope you like it :)

Niall."

"Oh my goodness, Ni, this is so sweet of you. I don't deserve this. I'm so-this is-" Harry said but Niall interrupted saying, "Just stop thanking me and unwrap the present." And Harry did what he had been wanting to do for a while now. Upon opening the big, fat box, Harry's hands flew to his mouth.

"No way. Did you-are you being serious, right now? Makeup and nail paints and whatnot, oh my God. Niall, this is too much for my fragile heart-thank you!" Harry blabbered as he hugged Niall tightly. He then checked the brand, only to get a tad bit sad.

It was from Brave Beauty. Why was everything from Brave Beauty these days? Brave Beauty's dominance on the market, apparently. Or maybe, Brave Beauty's dominance in his life. Harry would've already tried all these products on, only if the fucking indecisive and stubborn CEO hadn't chosen someone else over him. Anyway, no space for negative emotions, only positive emotions.

He opened the makeup kit, which had 'Blueygreens' written on it in bold, cursive letters. Well, the world really was his enemy after all. He opened it and wow, it did have a good scent to it. So many brushes in so many sizes, mascara, eyeliners, five different shades of lipstick... Nail paints were there too. The eye shadows and blush appeared fluorescent green and blue now, but maybe it would appear different after applying. And so, he decided to try them on.