Red Lipstick [editing]

Chapter 11

Leighton POV

I got up the next day and instantly became angry again, why would he lie? He was my twin, he could tell me anything. I guess it’s horrible of me to say but I would have rather him told me the truth than to lie; I really wouldn’t have cared much.

 That’s his relationship and well, I was tired of Amelia.

I quickly through on a pair of grey sweat pants and a black t-shirt, no one to impress and frankly I wasn’t in the mood, I quickly shoved my feet in my vans. I pulled out of my front drive and started driving to Harry’s I don’t care if it was early, I needed to talk to him.

I pull up front and unlock his door letting myself in. I start to walk up the stairs but I stop dead in my tracks.

“I can’t do that!” “You don’t understand I have a reputation, do you know how long I worked on this?” “No I can’t” “Why is this all of the sudden bothering you?” ”I’m not telling” as soon as his lips finished I sprinted up the stairs.

I threw open his room doors, making it slam against the wall. “You aren’t gonna tell what? Harold?”

His eyes almost pop out of their sockets when he focus’ on me, I took in his appearance. His hair is a mess; he looks as though he had a rough night. He stands to walk towards me and says “Nothing babe” he leaned in to kiss my cheek “It’s no big deal”

“What do you mean it’s no big deal? You’re hiding something from me!” I say barely above a whisper

He snakes his arms around my waist and kisses my neck, his rough yet gentle lips latching onto me. My knees instantly go weak.

“Come on babe, let’s take a nap before we have to leave for Liam’s” he said smiling at me

“I don’t want to lay with you” I pushed him away

He let a chuckle escape from the back of his throat. “Yeah…Right” he wrapped himself around me and threw us onto the bed. He nuzzled behind me resting his head on the crook of my neck.

I could feel him drift off to sleep, he let out a deep ‘hmph’ as I wiggled out of his grip and sat on the chair across the room looking at him.

Was Harry cheating on me? Is everyone one cheating? Louis is fucking another girl, Harry is keeping secrets, I keep sneak-… uh nevermind.

Who would have ever though Zayn would be the only one not hiding and sneaking around, he loved Sophia.

I looked back over to Harry just as a tear rolled down my cheek. He was searching for me with his hands; he sat up urgently and looked at me.

“What is it Leighton?” he asked innocently

I stood and walked quickly over to him stomping my feet “Let me find out you’re cheating on me with another girl! Let me fucking find out Harry, I swear I WILL cut you! You know I will!” I shouted at him

He let out a puff of air, “There is no other girl Leighton stop worrying” he reached out grabbing my shirt and slamming me into the bed. I was still mad at him but when he touched me I couldn’t breathe, it was like the first time all over again.

He laid me on my back and crawled on top of me, pulling up my shirt before ripping it off over my head. He left a trail of wet kisses from my shoulder to my collar bones, up my neck and then up to my ear. I let out a soft whimper and looked up at him.

He had a cocky smile on his face, “You can’t stay mad at me, especially when I do this”

He yanked my pants off and threw them, I don’t know where, all I could concentrate on was him taking off his boxers and layin back on top of me making me wrap his legs around him. He began slowly pumping into me, letting out deep moans and whispering my name and a slew of curse words in my ear.

I clawed at his back, half out of pleasure half out of me still being mad at him. I could feel the temperature rising and see the sweat forming on his brow. He began to thrust faster and sloppier, meaning he was about to finish.

We finished and I laid there out of breath as he wrapped his body around me. I don’t know how, or why, but my thoughts… starting drifting to Niall and how-… nevermind.

Liam POV

“Jes! Jes! You need to get up and get dressed! If Zayn shows up and sees you like this he’s gonna kill me then you”

I looked down at her; she was wearing my t-shirt and nothing else. She shifted around in my bed “I don’t care what he has to say Liam, I turn 17 next week”

“You’re still his little sister Jes, this shouldn’t have happened”

She walked over to me pushing me into the wall whispering into my neck “So, you’re telling me you didn’t like it then”

I instantly started blushing “No! not at all, you were amazing. I just, I don’t know, I’m not ready to tell him about us.”

She backed away and smiled, “Ha that’s fine” then she disappeared into my bathroom

The doorbell rang a few minutes later. It was Niall we walked into the kitchen and sat around eating toast with some tea. Then I heard footsteps behind me and I saw Nialls eyes open wide.

“Whaaaaaaat are you doing Liam? Jes?” he dropped the toast “Zayn is going to murder you!”

“I am well aware Niall thank you so much for the reminder” I groaned as I slammed my head on the counter